I’ve now revived my old buddy Michael Ober’s Mike & Nix Comic as a live action show. Pretty much, it’s a frame by frame recreation of Mike’s comic, only youtube-ized. I put the first three comics into the first episode, so go forth and view! It’s not oscar caliber acting, but then again… The comic wasn’t really about stellar artwork, either (Portrait of Julie Andrews later on in the series aside. :-)
Teen Girls claim they were discriminated against for being too pretty
“I just think they were discriminating because we were young and decent looking, cuz no one else on the flight looked like us.”
Somehow, I don’t find the “Don’t hate me because I’m beautiful” attitude all that endearing. I think we’re only getting the girls version of events here… :-p
It’s time, once again, for Andrew to rant about something.
I just don’t understand celebrity worship. Seriously, can anyone actually explain this to me? So there are people out there who are talented at certain things, like acting, or singing, and they get paid to do it. Does that really make it worth your time to read over every aspect of their life?
Recently, the news has been inundated with Britney Spears. Seriously, Britney Spears? It used to be, the only time you saw anything that even remotely resembled the Britney Spears saga was on the Jerry Springer show, but because she’s so famous, and everyone wants to hear about it (except for me, it seems), we’re dedicating time for her on the news? We have the military in Iraq and Afghanistan, we’ve credible threats from North Korea and Iran, there’s an election going on, and we’re taking time out of our busy newscast to bring you the latest on Britney Spears’ child custody battle?
And this isn’t a recent problem. What about Michael Jackson’s trial back a few years ago? There were people who were taking time off to “Support Michael.” Support Michael? The guy doesn’t know you from Adam, and you’re taking time off to go sit outside the courthouse in a show of support for months? I wish I worked for your company, I’m sure you’re paid too much for doing too little… “I need to go support Michael against the evil court case” actually works as an excuse for not showing up for work? What are we coming to?
Ultimately, the whole thing is a little psychotic to me. The only thing that person knows about you is you’re one of the millions who keeps them in the spotlight by going out and buying their new album (no matter how bad it is), seeing their new movie in theaters (no matter how dismal it was), and buying up any bit of random merchandising they can milk using their name on it (no matter how stupid it is). That person isn’t your friend, the odds of you ever becoming friends are somewhere between slim and none, so stop caring so much about their lives! Go out and make a new friend or something.
I wet to dinner at Chili’s tonight, and in addition to dinner, I got a show to go along with it. Talk about your mealtime value!
The waitress came around, took my order, and shortly thereafter, I had food. I hadn’t been eating more than five minutes, when a guy walks over and sits down at the table across the aisle from me. The guy looked jittery, which was making me a little nervous (the soup spoon shifted to my left hand, just in case). A couple of awkward minutes pass, him shaking a bit and me… well.. watching him out of the corner of my eye cautiously, when my waitress comes back, and he was suddenly on his feet, catching her attention.
“Uh, hi, you might not remember me, but you waited on my table the other day…”
“Uh-huh…” she said, politely.
“I just wanted to tell you that you did an excellent job yesterday, you were great…”
“Why thank you!”
He came all the way out here, shaking like a leaf in the wind, to tell her what a great job she’s doing? I don’t buy it.
“…This is going to sound weird, but…” Oh boy, here it comes… “I was wondering if I might take you to dinner sometime?”
Admittedly, I had to stifle a laugh at this point. He saw a pretty waitress and decided to come back and ask her to dinner. How… well.. shallow!
“Oh, that’s really sweet, but…” The rest of the sentence was drowned out by some loud person behind me, but the point was clear from the body language. Defeated, he walked away, shot down like a lousy pilot.
I mulled the incident over during the rest of my dinner. I couldn’t really piece together what would drive a man (or boy, in this case, he had to be a teenager) to go back to a restaurant and ask the waitress, who he doesn’t know from Eve, out to dinner? It’s certainly not something I’d be inclined to do, if I needed a date for an event or something that badly, I’d just as soon see if one of my female friends would be willing to put up with me for an evening.
I think it boils down to one simple fact: It’s how Hollywood tells us love and romance should be. Guy walks into a restaurant, meets waitress, asks waitress to dinner, waitress accepts, they go out, and by the end of the movie, they’re married, living happily ever after. Love is effortless, you just glide into it with that special someone and everything is perfect.
I don’t speak from the perspective of a married man, but I have some relationship experience, and there’s one thing I’ve observed: Love is work. Sure, there will be those moments that things are effortless, but there will also be the trials. I think we expect that once we find someone special, there’s never going to be any work involved. We want our happy endings, we want the credits to roll and have everything resolved. I think that’s why divorce has become so rampant in America today. People get married with the delusion that they’re going to get their happy ending, when in fact, they don’t. Then people become discontented with what they wound up with. They feel cheated out of their happy ending and decide to go off and try to find it somewhere else, and the cycle repeats itself.
I think Americans really should stop looking to hollywood to tell them how love should be
Therapist killed in meat cleaver attack – CNN.com
Okay… Let’s see if everyone else reads what I did:
“A man hacked a psychologist to death with a meat cleaver at her Upper East Side office…”
“She was stabbed to death Tuesday night in the office suite in a
bustling neighborhood just blocks from a major hospital complex.”
“A police officer stands guard outside the offices of a therapist slashed to death, possibly by a patient.”
So… which was it? Hacked, Slashed, or Stabbed?
Yay to CNN for bringing in Journalistic Clarity! [/sarcasm]
Police: Man Arrested After Boy Shoots Self In Head – News Story – WSB Atlanta
Tragic story, but here’s what’s got me annoyed.
“I think parents need to watch their kids more often, pay more
attention to their children because anything can happen when you have
guns around the house.”
No, anything can happen when you have irresponsible parents in the house. If the gun was locked up properly, like all gun owners are taught to do, this wouldn’t happen. :-p