Monthly Archives: August 2007

a moment with the writers of LOST

I may be the only person on teh interwebs who actually trusts that the writers of Lost know where in the sam-hell they’re going with all this.  Maybe that’s because I got into the game late – I watched season one last October, season two last winter, and season three in a span of about five weeks.  Now I’ve gotta wait until freaking February like the rest of you, but all that Lost in that short span of time did drive the point home with me that yeah, this all really does fit together, it’s not really all that confusing if you think about it, and the format is more forgiving and flexible than most people think.  Except when Michael came back and killed off the two most interesting new characters on the show at the end of season 2.  That made me want to bite things.

But aaaaanyway, the geniuses at have this satirical glimpse into the writer’s room at Lost, which made me chuckle.

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Posted by on August 28, 2007 in tv, youtube


sometimes my job is pretty cool

Yeah, so we just hired Iann Robinson (formerly of MTV/MTV2) as a DJ on WBCN.  He’s an exceptionally nice dude who truly loves music and knows his stuff.

 Tonight, Hardy called me in the middle of his shift.  He had to leave due to a family emergency and, as I am a whore who’ll do anything for a buck a good friend and dedicated employee, I hopped on my bike and high-tailed it to the station to take over.  And there was Iann, learning the ropes.   He’s done lots of TV, but not so much radio, so I was showing him how to take calls and run the board and he wound up co-hosting my show for two hours. 

So, despite not knowing where I’m going to live at the end of the week, and having a sore throat, and being generally pissed at the world at large, and having a LOT of packing to do…. tonight was pretty cool.

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Posted by on August 27, 2007 in music, radio


twenty-eight muppet massacres

So, when no one was looking, I turned 28 years young.  I wrote some bleeding geekery about my birthday and junk here (LJ)  and here (myspace) that you can only read if we’re friends (you may need to sign in to read either) cuz I go off on some b.s.

However, it should be mentioned that Amelie got me the second season of The Muppet Show on DVD, which made me insanely happy, because I loves me some Muppets.  

I also loves me some ProgressiveBoink.  I’ve been a sad ProgressiveBoink fanboy for quite some time now, especially their lists of stuff, and lo and behold, they’ve gone and published a list of the top 50 muppets.  It’s not just a list, you see; it’s more of an exploration of changing themes and tastes in the Muppet universe that uses the format of the list to break everything down into sensibly sized pieces. 

Oh, and these people hate Elmo.   Check out the entry on Prairie Dawn, for example:

“Elmo is the most popular character on Sesame Street. Kids get their parents to buy them Elmo toys, Elmo books, Elmo shirts, Elmo CDs, Elmo DVDs, Elmo shoes and Elmo cakes for their birthdays. They show up to zoos and ask to see Elmo instead of elephants or tigers. Somewhere down the line someone decided that since Elmo is a boy, little girls can’t relate to him so they created Zoe for gender balance. That’s right. Sesame Street, a show that has always had black, whites, asians, hispanics, muppets, cows, birds, bears, and chickens and things was worried that there wasn’t something for girls.

Many years before Zoe was even imagined, Prairie Dawn existed. She was a little pink girl who wore picnic table dresses and liked to put on plays. She was mature and wanted to be a journalist and a writer. She had something to her rather than just being a tan colored Elmo puppet with eyeshadow and jewelry and a tutu on. Remember that someday, when you’re flipping through the channels and stop on PBS to find Elmo and Zoe and a retarded bear floating on a CGI background, one of those floaties should be Prairie Dawn, sitting at a piano, trying to get Cookie Monster to say his lines and get over his stage fright and dramatically announce that he is a rain cloud.”

Good stuff.  Check it out.  Part two is here.

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Posted by on August 26, 2007 in bleeding geekery, not me, tv


ya know, I was gonna blog about work…

but then I thought “why would I put my career in jeopardy by writing about the infuriating pedantry and small-minded sucktasticness of my current job when I could just post more fake Atari games?”  Also, I screwed up the html in my other post and I was too lazy to fix it.


Heh heh… Star Trek.  


Heh… politics.

Yeah, I’m done.

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Posted by on August 23, 2007 in Uncategorized


Select one or two players…

Bill found the best waste of time site ever: it’s the Atari Label Maker, where you can make labels for Atari games. Any Atari games. Even Atari games that never were.

Axe Attack! Atari game

The possibilities are endless…

Mikey Madness

Don’t tell me this game wouldn’t have been more fun than that stupid E.T. game…

The Doubtful Guest game

…and one more. However, my game uses paddles. Eat it, Dig Dug!



YouTube Love: “Noah Takes A Picture Of Himself Every Day For Six Years”

This is pretty astounding.

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Posted by on August 20, 2007 in youtube


Bush’s brain resigns

I’m behind the curve on this, but… Karl Rove, who served as “special council to President Bush” in much the same way that the brain in its tail served as “special council to a Stegosaurus,” has resigned. Hell yeah. Bust out the good beer.


…does anyone think he’s really gone?

Maybe it’s the APP talking (American Progressive Paranoia), the sort of thing that leads to wild theories about JFK being shot by Nixon and Reagan being kept alive in a vat somewhere, but I don’t think he’s really gone. I think he’s pulling the strings, somewhere, somehow, even as we speak, moving the rook to the left and the queen to the right, planting the seeds for something unspeakable.

All I’m saying is this: next year, around election time, if someone calls you in the middle of the night asking how you’d feel if you heard that Hilary Clinton and Barack Obama had “done the nasty, hypothetically speaking of course,” you know who to blame.

Here’s Karl on Meet The Press, slinging a truly profound amount of bullshit. I’m a little disappointed that guest host David Saltandpepperhair didn’t ask the question that’s truly on everyone’s mind: was Satan the top or the bottom?

(Part two) (Part three)

We leave you with this, the defining moment of the Bush years: Karl Rove, at the White House Correspondence dinner, obviously pickled and rapping. Yes, rapping. As in “getting down with his evil self.” And look, there’s the press getting awful chummy with this man, who at the time was under suspicion for tons of illegal and unethical stuff. They’re all having a larf.

Seeing as how the press is supposed to take an antagonistic role towards the White House, this is a little like watching Elliot Ness and Al Capone bust out a duet of “You Say Tomato, I Say Tamahto” at a K of C pancake breakfast.

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Posted by on August 20, 2007 in politics, youtube