SAW THIS, HAD TO LAUGH

And cry, just a little.

For Marz. (Tried to make it as large as I could, but if you cannot read it check here. Or let me know and I will break it down into individual pages.)

EVERYTHING OLD IS... UH, STILL OLD

This is Yahoo's "new" start page:This is Yahoo's old start page:
Nice try, kids.

WHAT-EV-ERRRR

A while back (and we're talking a long time ago), I wrote a short diatribe about the way political winds were blowing (here). It wasn't a rant, really... I was just expressing my frustration with Neo-Cons and their evil talking-head pundits.

This was almost three (count 'em, three) years ago. I've since learned to just ignore blowhards like Glen Beck and Ann Coulter and go about my business.

But someone had to come along and comment on that old post:


OK, so first of all, I enabled anonymous comments on this blog to allow people who don't have G-mail (or other access granting accounts) the option to give some feedback... not so right-wing, KKK nut-jobs could have a go at me. And to top it all off... I totally don't understand what it is they are trying to say!

To the grade-A moron who just had to comment, but didn't have the balls to sign their name: I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK ANYWAY. You obviously don't have the courage (or brains) to back up your convictions, so you can just rot in hell with President Bush, VP Cheney and all the other Republicunts!

REALLY, BATTLESTAR?

First off, let me start by saying I loved, loved, loved the return episode of Battlestar Galactica. This episode is an example of why I love, and watch this show. (There was an incredible article on the show this week in the Los Angeles Times, which went into great depth about what makes the show so incredible.)

But as much as I loved this episode (I watched it twice, natch), I had one teeny-tiny issue: the final Cylon. Ellen? Really? That's it?

What about Starbuck, what's the deal with that?
And why Ellen? She's not that important (or interesting) of a character.

But I'm willing to put up with this little f**ck-over to find out the rest of the story. (Like what happened to Earth.) And the episode was full of some amazing twists and turs - the 13th tribe are Cylon? Dualla's suicide? Yikes, I thought, this is gonna be good.

REALLY, AMERICA?

Paul Blart? No, really... Paul Blart? Do you people even know what a blart is? Think shart (half sh!t, half fart, or a sh!tty fart), but replace the first part with blood.

And even if this movie wasn't named after a bloody breaking of the wind, it just looked like a lame movie. And of course, it was the #1 film for the weekend.

Oh well.