How I like to sing the Dandy Warhols most over-played song, "Bohemian Like You"

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You got a shit car.
Yeah, what’s wrong with it today?
I used to have one too,
Maybe I’ll come and break it good.
I really hate your hairdo, yeah.
I’m glad you hate mine too,
See we’re looking pretty tool.
You betcha!

So what do you do?
Oh yeah, I hustle tricks too.
No I haven’t heard your band
Cause you guys are pretty eww.
But if you barf on Vegan food.
Well come over to my world
I’ll have them cook you something that you’ll really loathe.

Cause I hate you,
Yeah I hate you.
And I’m feeling so Bohemian, hate you,
Yeah I hate you,
Yeah I hate you,
And I feel wahoo, wahoo, achoo!

Wait. Who’s that guy just hanging at your bed?
He’s lookin’ like the runs.
Yeah you broke him that’s too bad.
I guess it’s fair if he never makes a dent
And he doesn’t get all hard
About sleepin’ on the floor when I’m there.

Cause I hate you,
Yeah I hate you.
And I’m feeling so Bohemian, hate you.
Yeah I hate you.
Yeah I hate you
And I feel wahoo, wahoo, achoo!

I’m getting fries.
And I feel so bohemian, hate you.
It’s you that I want, so freeze,
Just a casual, boring easy thing.
Is it? It is for me

And I hate you
Yeah I hate you
And I hate you, I like you, I like you,
Yeah I hate you.
And I feel wahoo, wahoo, achoo!


actual lyrics here

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Lady Gaga's Fashion Secrets Revealed!!

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Now, judging from the few pieces of evidence I've collected, it's pretty obvious to me that Lady Gaga's first career goal was to be a superhero. Who knows what happen along the way. Maybe she never learned karate, was a piss-poor detective or was never hit by a high-energy wielding meteor. Regardless, even though she still dresses for the part, she obviously had to fallback on her alternative career choice: pop star.

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Tim was right. There wasn't enough dope smoking in Avatar.

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Let's see if we can fix that...

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Why I also did not like Avatar...

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There is nothing much else I can say about why I did not like Avatar that Samurai Frog did not nail on the head (here) except for two things:

1. Now this pet peeve is probably because I was a graphic designer for 8 years, but why on Earth, with a $400 million dollar budget, would Mr. Cameron choose one of the most common fonts in the world, Papyrus, for the Na'vi subtitles? Seriously? I mean, it comes FREE with Windows for cripes sakes. You couldn't allocate a few hundred of that $400 million to design your own?

Maybe he tried, but when he asked his CGI people they just gave him a weird look and asked him, "How do you do that?" A frustrated James Cameron probably threw up his hands and said, "Alright! Fuck it then! We're using Papyrus!"



2. This is also probably something that's just me but at the very end, when they throw the movie title up on the screen in what I think was Papyrus, and it's all emerald with back-lighting behind it. You know what it made me think of?

Jumanji.

I don't know why, but it did. Not that I dislike Jumanji, but it came off extremely cheap for some reason. Maybe I can't put my finger on it, or maybe I was just plain frustrated by the time the credits came around. Who knows......? Or maybe it was that eerily similar "My Heart Will Go On" sounding song at the end.

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Catching Up With Some Stuff

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If I was told I had to give you, the gentle reader, 16 photos from my year of absence from this blog in somewhat of a chronological order, then I believe I would have to go with....

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Scenes From A Strange Mural In The Basement Of The St. John's Birthing Center

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Having another 2-day sleepover at St. John's via the birth of my precious 2nd girl gave me chance to take a closer look at a mural in the lower catacombs that connects the birthing center to the cafeteria and the rest of the hospital. I made this trek several times before but, when walking with my mother-in-law on a food run, she pointed out just how weird some of it was. Here are a few scenes from it and a few interpretations:

This was the image my mother-in-law found disturbing and caused me to take a closer look at the whole thing. Not only is this chimp odd, but it's incorporated with the actual railing in the wall. My first impression (which I did not share with mother-in-law) was: "Holy shit. That cross dressing monkey's jacking off."


I think I found the ring leader. That hat has to mean she's the chief of something, and that billy club she's holding probably does the talking. The elephant won't take its eyes off it.


I'm lost with this one. Does it really take four guys to paint one kangaroo's portrait? The kid on the left seems as perplexed as me.


Sarah Palin and Ellen DeGeneres seem to be vying for the same woman's affection. I smell possible girl-on-girl-on-girl action here.


This might be a reward or a punishment for this alligator nurse. Not sure yet.


A nice candid shot of the Ghost of Christmas Present on his day off. That pissed off lion is scaring the crap out of Ignorance and Want though.

This artist just blew my mind. A medical practicing animal of flight tied to a balloon? The string's not even taut, meaning this duck(swan?) is levitating on its own. Balloon bondage must be this painter's kink.

It took me a little while, but I found the one depressed person in the crowd. I hope it's not affecting her kids too much.

Finally, I'll leave it on this note. I'm not sure what that guy is putting in his mouth, but it doesn't look like a sword to me. At least he still has his tonsils.


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WTF (Where The F*ck)

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Where was I? I've been on the fringes of the internetiverse toiling with Facebook and Twitter and somehow not being that satisfied. Apart from all of that crud, I've been remodeling half of our house, having another beautiful daughter, doing a radio show on Wednesdays, still learning my new job, and etc. and etc.

I miss you blog. I've had many an idea but neither the energy nor the time to fulfill my web log's dreams. I know not many care, but to tell you the truth, I don't care about many. My web log is for me and little else. I will try and pay a little more attention to you my dear blog and hopefully will have more than 5 posts for 2010.

Hang in there, me. I know you'll find a way to post more stuff soon. Even if it's with a new born in one arm, a two year old hanging off my back and a sheet of drywall in the other hand.

We'll get there...

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Modern Ninja

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Another Tim idea brought to life..

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Sir Alec Guinness

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Obama!!

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Wooooooooooooo!

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Leah Gets The Googles

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My little girl is 1. I wish this time would last forever. But I know it gets even better.

I was on my laptop the other day. I had just opened it when Leah walked up. She gave me that grin, like she knew all the secrets of the universe, and started banging away at the keyboard. Normally I don't let her do this for the electronic's sake, but this time I wanted to see where she would go with it.

Somehow, she managed to open the web browser. The result was my daughter's very first Google search.


Don't worry, my child. One day you'll get a match. I promise.

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The Last Huygens?

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