Polka Floyd. Greatest Pink Floyd cover band ever. Watch them light up the stage with their rendition of “Have A Cigar.”
I guess they can’t bring out the laser show during the day at the State Fair. Book them for your next birthday party, work outing, or swingin’ bar mitzvah: Polkafloyd.com I bet their groupies are HOT!
Shawn Turschak of Chapel Hill, NC, kept having his John McCain signs stolen or vandelized. Being an electrical engineer, he hooked them up to an electric dog fence to prevent theft. This 9 year old kid was busted by some voltage AND video clearly trying to do something to the sign.
I guess the kid didn’t like that because he ran home and told his dad, Andrew Noble, who then showed up at Turschak’s house with a cop. Dad said his son just wanted to see how the sign was put together.
Right. Little Perfect Child clearly has a sign in his paw and he’s doing something shady. But it’s Mr Turschak’s fault.
Had my father caught me doing that, I probably would have gotten a nice view of his belt hitting me. That’s if, of course, my dad had stuck around when I was growing up. But that’s another story for a qualified therapist.
Here’s the story: http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20081030/ap_on_fe_st/odd_shocking_sign
Life On Mars. New show on ABC that I’m very interested to watch. Not because I care about a cop that travelled back in time (because I haven’t seen a DeLorean anywhere in the previews so I know it’s impossible anyway!). My interest has peaked because of Michael Imperioli’s mustache with his character Ray Carling. This mustache:
Hot damn that thing is SWEET! One day I will be able to afford testosterone injections and be able to grow a lipperpillar that glorious!
I don’t know how they do it but local television news reporters find the dumbest people to interview for their stories. This guy is a gem. He’s a witness to something on television, given that he’s a dummy. But his parents are dull knives as well.
If any man was tailor made for a career in being an eye witness to neighborhood trouble, this would be him!
This week I have two musical acts that I am looking up to as heroes.
1. Paul McCartney – He is standing his ground on playing the scheduled concert on the 25th in celebration of the independence of Israel even though he was specifically named in a terrorist threat video by extremist Islamic leader Omar Bakri. This takes real guts on Paul’s part. Most groups would pull out of the engagement immediately, but not Sir Paul, and that earns big respect from me.
2. The Cure – They are telling their fans in England NOT to buy their new EP Hypnagogic States from iTunes because they are charging way too much for it. Five songs for 7.99 pounds, roughly 16 to 17 dollars for five songs! The people in charge of iTunesUK promised to have it fixed today, but that shows real integrity of Robert Smith to actually not want to rip fans off.
Other bands, please take note: sometimes it not all about you.
Dear old school video game dorks, stare at this and think about taking up crochet.
I’m not a sweater guy, but I would wear that daily until only a piece of string remained. the amount of hot nerdy girls with glasses that would want to get into your jeans would be immeasurable. someone, anyone. get your grandmother to make one for me, size XL because of all the weight lifting I do (eating like a pig). I will pay a king’s ransom of up to 20 dollars AMERICAN CASH for it!
Planned Parenthood has made some wonderful videos at their new website takecaredownthere.org, but the “Down There Song” is the real gem of this site:
http://takecaredownthere.org/#/watch/down-there-song/
Who did they hire to research those terms for the funny parts? Someone with more immaturity than me, that’s who! Watch the videos too. Priceless. But I won’t forget to get checked out!
I was getting ready to leave New York tonight and I saw the worst example of what not to put on your body. A guy is standing outside Penn Station wearing a Borat shirt that says “Let’s Make Sexy Time.”
This is the reason that you DON’T buy novelty t-shirts. Sure, they might seem cool for a few minutes, but then a week later they are stupid. Then two years later you are a complete jackass for wearing it. I’m not hearing the magnitude of “ISSS NICE!” that I once did, and I’m pretty sure that guy isn’t either.
Be aware of what is going on around you so others don’t make fun and I won’t write about it. You don’t want to be that guy. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a “You Looked Better on Myspace” shirt that needs to be burned.
Angel Matos. You should already know who he is by now, but if not, I’ll give you a quick update. He’s a Cuban Taekwondo fighter who was competing in the Olympics last night, a Bronze Medal final match against Kazakhstan’s Arman Chilmanov. Matos broke his toe and took the 1:00 time-out, awaiting medical attention. At the end of the time, the referee disqualified him and awarded the match, and the medal, to Chilmanov. Matos didn’t appreciate that, so what does he do? This:
He kicked the ref right in the chin! He was immediately escorted out of the building and the World Taekwondo Federation recommend he be banned for life from sanctioned fights, as well as his coach. The coach talked to the media afterwards and accused the official of taking money to favor the match for Kazakhstan.
It’s bad sportsmanship and all, but I think Matos is a hero. It’s about time someone took a stand, or in this case a foot to the face, against poor officiating in sports. If I had a dollar for every bad call I’ve seen in a game, I’d be wiping with hundreds. This is a serious wake-up call for anyone who might be fixing a game, match, contest, whatever. That 300 lb. linebacker, the 2nd baseman with a bat in his hand, the hockey player with his stick, Bobby Fischer with a rook hidden in his palm: they could snap and kill you if you are wrong. Maybe it’s time to get that annual eye exam chief!
Two things to report:
1. Nachos and cheese. If Jesus comes back as a snack food, that’s it.
2. My brother just bought a motorcycle. A Kawaninjacrotchrocketuki something or other. I’m afraid for his life at this point. He isn’t the most cautious driver in the world. Case in point – he backed straight into my car a while ago. From 4 feet out, he managed to get enough speed to destroy my bumper and grill. Like I said, not cautious. I’m thinking this will be a double whammy for him, since now he can ruin his new ride AND leave some brain on the asphalt. Yes he did buy a helmet, but you’ve still got an engine going very fast, two wheels, and your body. That’s it. No nice doors like those fancy cars seem to have. No roof. You have probably seen a motorcycle before; I don’t think I need to describe the differences.
So expect me to miss some work time soon, I’ll be at a funeral. I suppose I should go get my suit dry cleaned. And if anyone is a florist, can I get a discount pre-ordering a wreath before the services?
the future brotherless mike jones
