"What deuce of armor is this?!"
The huge volcanic blood eruption from the torture chamber.
"Into the pit with those bloodthirsty sons of Moores!"
Only 15 minutes into watching this at work and I'm still thinking... holy shit, why have I not seen this in over a year? I used to watch it at least once a week.
Oh yeah, so my iTunes Party Shuffle is so good right now. Not like those other people, you know the types, who will just click "reload" over and over again pretending their perfect list comes from anything approaching randomness. No sir. Mine only took two reloads. Maybe three. Four max.
But the point is that Tom Waits is followed by Three 6 Mafia is followed by Jesus and Mary Chain and somewhere in there Show is the Rainbow meets Go Team meets Bob Dylan meets Peaches and I'll be damned if it's not totally like the craziest party ever and where do I get the $5 red cups? And only four reloads necessary! Five, max. But it refuses to not load "Crazy"; I guess "Crazy" is grafted onto my iTunes like some kind of prosthetic song arm. There could be worse song arms, like I couldn't imagine growing up with "The Old Apartment" as an arm. All the kids on the playground would make fun of me at recess then.
My actual purpose of this blog was to provide the much anticipated (?) links to my two final papers for Summer Session I, the writings on women-in-prison films (warning that it's probably NSFW, since I mention some sadism and quote such lines as "I'LL BITE YOUR NIPPLES OFF!" for purely educational effect). Both feature wild gestures and speculation that certain teachers have called "sloppy academic discourse, B-" while others have hailed such techniques as the second coming of Bazin. Only wittier.
The women-in-prison paper, for which there is no cure.
Here is the 24 paper, for which I was never able to create a title clever enough to my liking.
My other big computer project is to get my DVD Database exported to HTML or a nice text file and uploaded where people can look at it and then I can loan things and request things and all sorts of speculative fun. But I can't get the FTP to work since I got the laptop back, so I guess that will wait.
Oh, and mid-August the delightful gypsy caravan consisting of Monica and myself shall be rolling through Omaha en route to Seattle for a couple days of child-stealing and fire dancing. And maybe some Memorial Park as well.
In deference to Monica, who likes being mentioned in blogs, I should thank her for editing the above papers as well as getting the soy ice cream I enjoy so much.
This Party Shuffle just went from the Y Control Remix by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs to vintage Mystikal. HOW DOES IT KNOW?