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The Manliest of All Possible Intros

I had no idea this cartoon existed until the other day. The opening theme song is quite possibly the best thing you will hear all day. Or year. Or century. It is just so shameless and presentational. If you go that route, you have to go hard and pass through a barrier of “bad” to [...]

In Which I Begrudgingly Admit The Awesomeness of A Parody-Video

I’m really not into the whole spin-the-bottle-mock-o-tron-3000 thing that goes on with stuff like Rebecca Black. My only real take-away from that big, momentary Warhol-fame-bomb was that her parents, society, and people’s general sense of decency failed this poor girl. All in that order. A lot of the mocking people who mocked her awful song [...]

This Can Only End Badly

I’m a science booster. I’m a robot booster. When it comes to advances, I’m on Team Boost. But I gotta say, I have a kind of pit-of-the-stomach uncanny valley reaction in my gut and spine when I see robots veering toward anthropomorphism like this. Scientists at UC3M are joining together in a shared project to [...]

Gene Colan, 1926-2011

Chances are you’ve never heard the name “Gene Colan.” But if you’re aware of super-heroes, if you’ve watched larger-than-life costumed figures on a big screen engage in world-saving acts of derring-do, then you’re living in a world he helped build. Gene Colan is known in the comic-book world as the artist who defined the Silver-Age [...]

Speaking of Music: What Do You Get When You Cross Ben Harper with Pearl Jam?

Answer: This. I had the full mp3 of this version on a work-computer from a long time ago. Anybody with it can feel free to email it to me and become my favorite person of the day. Possibly even week. Share this:PrintFacebookDigg

Dance, French Baby! Dance for Kenny G’s Wicked Amusement!

People tend to paint the 90s into an over-simplified caricature, wherein everyone was in flannel and had long hair and listened to Sub-Pop Seattle-scene music while navel-gazing about the generations collective identity. As someone who spent 1992 in flannel (and super-hero TV shirts; some things never change) with long hair, listening to Sub-Pop Seattle scene [...]

My 7th Grade English Teacher is Reading My Blog

So my mother recently went to her 40th(45th?) High School reunion and had occasion to speak to an old friend of hers who was also my 7th grade English Teacher. Mrs. Galiette has the distinction of being the only education professional in my entire run of 6th to 8th grade who ended up liking me [...]