Saturday, June 26, 2010

Kermit Sings "Hurt" NIN

Perhaps the funniest version of NIN song, "Hurt."

Thursday, June 24, 2010

"The Book of Eli":

OH!!! MY!!! Gawd!!!

Saw this movie recently and still stunned by it.

It has everything: post apocalyptic wasteland, a prophet, redemption, the Bible in a central role, and Denzel as the good guy and Gary Oldman as the baddie.

Violent but at least 1 scene shot from middle distance in black and white so not very graphic..

This movie, along with Little Steven & The Disciples of Soul - Greatest Hits, may just have saved my life.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

For the Anarchist on Your Gift List

Found awesome tee shirt co., Anarchtee, from an ad on Alternet.

They use American made, 100% cotton tee shirts for their designs and also sell skirts and tote bags.

Designs that made me think as well as 1 to make every progressive smile, a satirical Sarah Palin Lobotomy shirt, "Drill Baby Drill."

So buy 1 for the anarchist or progressive or the sane person on your gift list.


Friday, June 18, 2010

My Mentor, Metaphor the Great

After I staggered, struggled , stumbled 2 blocks S to Lake Eola--with the eviscerating June sunlight stabbing shards of rainbows into my brain--my steps took me to the left where I alighted at the Japanese pagoda at the NE qaudrant and chanced upon my mentor, Metaphor the Great.

A local writer of some renown--columnist for the Sentinel and author of several ironic crime novels set in Orlando environs--sat and considered the world with his somewhat rumpled and rheumy eyes.

Seeing me, he chortled, took a glug from his flask, and greeted me with, "Tommy, do you have anything for me to read yet?"

"Well, not really, just some crazed scribblings."

"Fear not, grasshopper, of such scribblings came Miller's Tropic of Cancer".

So he asked, "Why do you labour so to try to write what you see as truth?"

Insert some of my incoherent grumblings here.

"You only have to look at some physical, factual fact and relate that to anything else to make a point. Close you eyes, breathe deep, open them and tell me the first thing you see."

"That strangler fig to the to our left."

"Hmmm, top branches turning brown, I see a metaphor for the decay of a society that has gotten away from core principles."

"Whose principles? What core?

"Why Judeo-Christian of course."

"So you claim to have become a Christian?" (In my astounded tone.)

"No, just use the phrase, hoping to get my column syndicated. If I really sold out, I'd write of Democrats as spawns of Satan.

"Yeah, that'l get you some coin from Fox. How about that tattooed lady jogger with the nose ring?"

"A sign our younger generation chooses to use their freedom to define themselves and create a new paradigm for these United States, the Phoenix ink on her back a sign great civilizations rise from the ashes of the old."

"Damn, I hate the word "paradigm."

"Pule not on my paradigms, pilgrim, they serve for naught but to model what I see."

"Who can sat what anyone sees?"

"It doesn't matter; nothing matters."

"Maybe everything matters.

"You stole that from Even Cowgirls Get the Blues."

"Couldn't find a Shakespeare line."

"There you have it lad, since we have nothing new under the sun, just steal something good."

With that, Mr. Metaphor heaved himself to his feet, straightened his silk paisley tie and tried to tuck his rumples striped oxford into his Dockers pants, and stepped off in his topsiders towards the Sentinel building.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Governor Great Tan: gay or bisexual?

While rumours have swirled for decades of Charlie Crist and his closeted sexuality, it never mattered to me what Governor Flip Flop did sexually and still doesn't even though some "Christians" go nuts at the possibility.

Like Senior Pastor Carl Gallups wrote on the Hickory Hammock Baptist Church in Milton, Fl, who wrote: "[I]t is the RADICAL homosexual agenda that concerns me deeply and concerns me the most. The agenda that seeks to make homosexuality an "alternative" lifestyle, complete with child adoption, marriage rights, insurance and other legal protections and a "special" class of laws of "protection." Of course there is also the matter of "political correctness" and "sensitivity training," especially as it is administered through our government (public) school system. It concerns me deeply, when small children are indoctrinated into the belief that a godless, hedonistic and dangerous lifestyle is a viable "alternative."]

Unholy crap, where should a rational person start in analyzing the above quote (pun intended)?

Perhaps start with adoption by homosexuals in FL where a judge ruled "Based on the evidence presented from experts from all over this country and abroad, it is clear that sexual orientation is not a predictor of a person's ability to parent."

The state of FL presented testimony from a Dr. George Rekers which the judge deemed not credible,"Dr. Rekers' testimony was far from a neutral and un-biased recitation of the relevant scientific evidence. Dr. Rekers' beliefs are motivated by his strong ideo-logical and theological convictions that are not con-sistent with the science. Based on his testimony and demeanor at trial, the court can not consider his tes-timony to be credible nor worthy of forming the basis of public policy."

Seems the good doctor got hoisted on his own petard.

So it mattered not a whit to me of rumours on Crist's sexuality.

Did not matter but pic of Governor No Convictions ogling a female's buttocks sid make me laugh.

Maybe he's bi. He did always seem too well dressed to be completely straight, not that there is anything wrong with that.

One ought look at political policy to ponder upon politicians, not what they do in their private lives.

Blind Melon: "No Rain"

C'mon, buy the damn song. Surely you can spend %0.99. Heck you can download the whole album legally for only $5.00.

I did.

You know you want to. Do it; you'll be glad you did.


Blind Melon "No Rain"

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Magic seek a soul

One must seriously question whether the Orlando Magic have a soul, much less a beating heart, because not even a rat, a donkey, whupped dog, or even a proverbial dead horse would accept the kind of beating handed out to them by the Celtics. No spark of life for the first three games. Too little too late.