My favourite hope for the future

This makes me want to take off my belt, wrap it around a bitch's neck and choke her out. Right after I join a gang and punch my mother in the face...

My favourite "given the opportunity..."

My favourite inadvertent racism in hockey moment

I'm sure this was completely innocent, but come on! What's a brother gotta do to not get run over by a zamboni?

On a side note, I really, really like saying the word "zamboni". Come on, try it...

My favourite Santa memory

That's me... on the right.

Merry Christmas...

My least favourite thing. Maybe of all time...

I don't like rodents. I really don't like rodents. So this just freaks me out in a multitude of ways.

Also, I'm drinking Colt .45 for the 1st time in my life. Does this make me a bad person or a poor gangsta?

Sounds like sound science to me...

Think you're tough?

My favourite alternative Hong Kong band

My new favourite webcomic


http://nonadventures.com/2010/10/16/quote-of-arms/

Thank you Neil Gaiman!

Is this real?

I'll admit it. I know nothing about this Twilight business. Nothing at all. But I like the memes. So...
I'm waiting for the inevitable Twilight/Dark Side of the Moon comments. Someone must be that clever, right?

Thank you to the United States of Tara's music-folk...



I think I may be in love with Dawn Landes. More on this story as it develops...

My favourite justified whinging about a union

Do you like movies?

Sure you do. Everyone does. Well, my brother doesn't really, but that's just the way he rolls. I've always found it a bit freakish, but you know... family... what can you do?

Anyway, this video is an excerpt from a Hollywood Reporter round table "Awards Watch" session. The whole thing is fascinating, but in this excerpt Todd Phillips (The Hangover) and Aaron Sorkin (The West Wing, The Social Network) discuss how useless and ridiculous an organization the WGA (Writer's Guild of America) is. During this bitching session, the president of said organization sits beside them in a rather uncomfortable position. The discussion touches on the fact that in many cases, the films you watch are not in fact written by the people credited, which is rather unfair, don't you think?



You can watch the whole "Awards Watch" video here.

This actually makes me like the facebooks...


Hats off to maxluere...

My favourite singing super-villain... Christopher Lee!

Happy Guy Fawkes Day!

My favourite Jimmy McMillan AutoTune

On my way to work this morning, I walked passed a hairdresser that was playing a Cher concert DVD.

This struck me as odd for two reasons: 1) The salon was closed because it was 7am but there was Cher, in all her her High definition, plastic, sequined glory singing as the sun rose in a reflection on the mirror beside her and 2)why would a hairdressser have a Cher DVD anyway?

The only thought that entered my non-caffeinated head in any clear fashion was that we can almost definitely thank Sonny's former flame for AutoTuned pop. Remember? A travesty, right?

Well,



So I'm changing my... tune. Thank you Cher. Really. Thank you.

My favourite Google maps directions



I don't know if anyone else has found this one yet, but I just decided to look it up. Celine Dion would be so proud...

My favourite animal-milking scene

My favourite webcam effect lady

I am hesitant.
There is a version of this video without effects available elsewhere that is just crazy because you can't help but wonder what this woman is laughing about. This however, is just so freaky.
Nah.
The Royal we have decided that we'll put this version up, for the people on drugs. Because people on drugs are people too. Maybe moreso.

My favourite Pokemon-loving black man

Well, it's good to have a passion in life...


God. I just watched this again and it is the thing that has made me laugh the most in months...

Just went to his website and discovered he doesn't like Tyler Perry...

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I left my heart with Pontiac in Charlotte

I have decided that I'm moving to Charlotte. Not for the weather. Not for the food. Not for any particularly practical reason.

I'm moving to Charlotte for Pontiac.

We had a layover in said city on our way back from a weding in Mexico this weekend. As we grabbed our luggage to re-check it (I still haven't figured out WHY we had to do this, but we did) my oldest son was playing with a wooden snake he got in Los Cabos. He dropped it on the floor between the two large black women who were doing the baggage check.

They both screamed and jumped back from what they thought was a real snake that had fallen out of my backpack. When they regained their wits, one of the women looked down at a confused little boy.

This was Pontiac.

And this is what Pontiac said, with a loud southern drawl: "Child, you almost done gone and gave Pontiac a heart attack!"

I almost pissed myself laughing. This is a good thing, because laughter is not running rampant through airports theses days, I have come to notice. They seem to be becoming increasingly similar to hospitals.

So anyway. That's why I'm moving to Charlotte.

If you have detected a slight sleep-deprived quality to this message. You win the big prize. Please go to door #5 to collect your complimentary bag of armadillo-flavoured Doritos. Doris will then show you the way out. Be nice to her, her husband just left her for a banana-hued women with one leg and a bad attitude.