Monday, October 13, 2008

The Truth about the GOP

Yes, that's right, they're DAMN DIRTY SKRULLS!



Now if only I could find a photo with the true face of a Mr. George Dubbya Bush, we could expose them for the shapeshifting aliens they really are. This explains so many things, such as why McCain's arms are so short (botched genetic code during shifting), why Palin's hair is always so impeccable and why G.W.B. is hellbent on world domination.

These hilarious images were created by Serena over at the Aspen Comics message boards. Thanks for the laugh Serena!

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Sunday, October 5, 2008

Fresh Wheels

This Saturday my wife and I had planned on having a nice dinner, doing some minor shopping and maybe checking out the Toyota dealership to see what prices on FJ Cruisers were looking like. By some strange twist of fate we ended up trading in our Chevy HHR and driving home in a brand new Mazda CX-9. I know, it makes complete sense doesn't it?

The details of this transaction are too varoius and sundry to list here, but the skinny of it is we got into this newer, much larger vehicle for roughly the same payment we've had on the HHR for three years now. Although this is not what I expected to be driving right now, I'm very happy with our purchase and I think it'll be a great car for our family. The CX-9 is huge, seats up to seven people, has AWD and drives great for such a large vehicle (it's bigger than our Ford Explorer).

Here are few pics of the new ride. And for the record, my wife said we could get a sports car for our next vehicle. I'm holding her to it!

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Fringe: Getting better but...

Last time we were together I posted my issues with J.J. Abrams new show, Fringe. However, I did state I'd give the show another chance to win me over and the last two episodes have been a marked improvement. This weeks episode has finally added some truly mysterious and ominous details to the Pattern with the introduction of the new character The Observer and his ties to the Bishop family. I'm hoping this is part of the overall mythology of the show and will continue to creep up in future episodes.

This being said, I dig the addition of the new character, but he's just a tad too much like the Marvel Comics character The Watcher. Let's run down the similarities. Alien character tasked with watching the lives of Earthlings? Check. Possessing a code of non-interference but still can't help meddling? Check. Creepy bald dude with no eyebrows? Check.

Ok, I know the idea of a supernatural or alien being observing Earth is nothing new in science fiction. Marvel's Watcher is a throwback to 1950's sci-fi. Fringe is obviously very conscious of it's old school roots as well. I hope that Abrams can be a bit more subtle with his mixing and matching of all things sci-fi as we build the mythology of this show. But if we see a new character named Herald of Galaxius I'm going to lose it.

Friday, September 19, 2008

Frayed Fringes

Last night I choked down the second episode of Fringe. I had planned on writing about the premier episode last week but it didn't leave me with the warm and fuzzies, so I decided to hold off until after this week's show to form my opinion. Unfortunately, warm and fuzzies are still MIA.

Before the season started, Fringe was touted as the next big thing from uber-geek J.J. Abrams. It was going to be the X-Files only better, with an emphasis on "fringe science". They also warned that the show would "jump the shark" frequently. This should have triggered my spider-sense, but I kept my hopes high.

So, on to the show. I'll summarize my issues with Episode #1: Joshua Jackson is a complete casting bust. I assume the main function of his character (Peter Bishop) is to provide comic relief and act as a bridge between his mad scientist father and the rest of the world. He only succeeds in making lame jokes in situations where even Mulder would cringe and generally being annoying. Agent Olivia Dunham barely seems competent to be a run-of-the-mill FBI agent let alone tackling these strange "Pattern" cases. Also, the music sucks. It sounds like they took the music from Lost and just shortened it by about ten seconds.

Ok, I feel better now. On to Episode #2. Again, last night's episode started off well just like the previous week's entry. Crazy super aging baby busting out of the stripper was awesome. Dr. Bishop is a trip and right now the only reason I'm still watching this show. We also have an unsolved case from Agent Dunham's past that looks promising. The suspense was starting to build as we see the killer take new victims while Dr. Bishop works on more crazy theories. But toward the end, things start to fall apart, badly. We jump the Great White Shark by taking pictures of a dead girl's retinas. The idea that the last thing you see is burned into your eyes is something I've heard of before but they take it to new ridiculous heights. Our intrepid team is going to get these images with with a borrowed electrical impulse camera from Massive Dynamics. No explanation of what the camera is supposed to be used for or why MD just loans it out like a library book, but we accept it'll take great afterimages from expired eyeballs. Then we get our revelation, an image from the dead strippers retina turns out to be a picture of a bridge! Wait, if this supposed to be what she last saw before dying wouldn't it be the face of the guy that killed her? Or the ceiling? No, it's the bridge that she looked at three hours earlier and couldn't even see from where she died. Ooookay.

It gets better. Later in the show, the last surviving victim goes into cardiac arrest after the bad guy's dad messes with her IV. She must be saved and Peter is just the man to do it. How will he restart her heart without a defibrillator? By wrapping some bare electrical wire around two giant washers and hitting the power, that's how! Of course, instead of burning two holes straight into her chest the makeshift device reboots her perfectly. These last twenty minutes were like watching and episode of Scooby Doo. If it wasn't for you darn kids, I'd have gotten away with it!

Now, I don't have a problem with a show coming up with crazy ideas as long as they're presented with a basis in reality and are taken seriously by the show itself. Unfortunately this is one area where Fringe fails. I was a huge X-Files fan and accepted some pretty crazy stuff from that show but they always made it seem like this stuff could really happen. When Fringe jumps the shark it's almost comical, the show is laughing about it as much as I was.. It's campy in its presentation and this has completely turned me off. I'll give this show a few more episodes to see if they can attempt to ground this thing in some semblance of reality. Otherwise, I'll be passing on Fringe and forgetting about the Pattern all of Massive Dynamics mysterious goodies.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Beware the Lungfish!

For the five and a half people that actually read my blog, I'd like to recommend a new site for your perusal. My friend Greg has launched Lungfishopolis, a blog about two boys and their love for video games. Greg and Brandon are handling the writing chores and I have to say they've come out of the gates quite well. This isn't the standard preview/review site, but rather an amusing commentary from all corners of the video game universe. Knowing Greg, I'd expect to see quite a bit of emphasis on the virtues of retro gaming and an occasional rant about lacking the time to actually play everything he'd like to. Brandon has an excellent dry sense of humor and actually gets flown to Vegas to play video games. Some people have all the luck!

So head on over to Lungfishopolis, enjoy the scenery, take off your shoes and stay a while. Brain of F gives the site four Rabid Midgets out of six, nearly a perfect score on this scale!

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Name that Hurricane!

Hurricane is upon us once again, and our eastern seaboard looks like it will be hammered this season by tropical storms and hurricanes. While I feel for those poor folks living in the path of these storms, it has to be humiliating to have your home blown away by something named Bertha or Gustav. In the spirit of this naming convention I have decided to choose my own equally outdated names for the next few storms, starting where Gustav left off.

Hurricane Humperdink
Tropical Storm Ignatius
Tropical Storm Jeeves
Hurricane Klaatu
Tropical Storm Leonidas
Hurricane Moe
Hurricane Nostradamus
Hurricane Opie

I don't think we'll see more than eight storms this season so I'll stop here. Should we be particularly unfortunate and end up pushing further into the alphabet, I'm sure Hurricane Zebediah will be remembered for quite some time.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Beware the Baby Hijacker

I received a very disturbing email when I arrived at work this morning. After reading it, I immediately notified the authorities and elevated our national alert status to Severe. If any of you have babies, please verify they have not been hijacked after reading the following email:


I'm not entirely sure what my fume could be or how they took a picture of it, but I am terrified. I also wonder how many people actually opened this virus laden hoax to see what the fume's picture looked like. Although ultimately an epic failure, this was some pretty hilarious spam.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

John McCain: Original Fogey

The presidential race is heating up and we're getting bombarded with political ads day and night. John McCain has a slew of smear ads running right now, which in my opinion makes him look rather pathetic, but this recent ad really cracked me up.



Yeeaaaahh, ok. Not only will he save us from rising oil costs, drug dealers and taxes, but now he's also The Original Maverick™. Mr. McCain, 1986 is calling and it wants its cheesy nickname back. I had no plans on voting for McCain but after seeing these advertisements, which are obviously aimed at conservative Top Gun fanatics, my resolve to vote for Obama has increased tenfold. So thank you John McCain, you've proved to me that you are indeed the Original Tool™