Spider-Man reviews crayons, in three parts.
Brilliant, I say.
Thanks, Spidey.
Archive for August, 2004
August 31, 2004
Album-of-the-week: 8-31-04
I got quite a few CD’s for my birthday, but this one is the clear standout. I’ve been a fan of Badly Drawn Boy since his magnificent debut, The Hour of Bewilderbeast, but this one gets me going like none of his others.
Pop album of the year (so far).
Finally you can enjoy all the benefits of being drunk without that pesky drinking part.
August 30, 2004
Hey, I’m back from vacation.
At the beach, I did most of a remix for the future boy remixfight.
Last night, I turned in my track for the new coverfight.
These songs will officially rear their ugly heads soon.
For now, be informed that I am back and feeling relaxed.
Of particular significance is the fact that I’m almost done with my huge musical obligation backlog, and I have a few compelling ideas for stretching my wings as I start working on more of my own original compositions.
Woo ha!
Woman pepper sprays grocer and takes meat
As a devout carnivore, I find this woman’s enthusiasm to be very inspiring. I think I’ll rob Wendy’s.
Ok, I’m back from vacation.
Prepare yourselves for a revived stream of crapola from yours truly.
August 20, 2004
Teens Claim to Set New TV-Viewing Record
Yeah yeah, these kids watched a lot of TV at an International House of Pancakes. Kudos to them. Blah Blah Blah.
I don’t get it. This says “they have set a new world record for uninterrupted TV viewing”, and then it says “They were given a five-minute break every hour and restroom trips were permitted only during 15-minute breaks every eight hours.”
What part of uninterrupted do they not understand?
If they want to have a “world record for most TV watched while taking breaks all the time,” that’s fine. But don’t go pussyfooting around the issues here.
Uninterrupted TV Watching should entail no interruptions! If you want to win, then you better be prepared to crap in your pants.
I’m afraid that the sport of Competitive TV Watching will not catch fire until these arcane and unsportsmanlike rules are eliminated.
My friend and colleague’s last day of work is tomorrow, and he’s moving to the West Coast. I thought I should plug his website and music here as some kind of tribute.
The music is smokin’ hot. And he’s a funny sonofabitch when he gets around to writing.
Happy trails, Matty Destroyer.