Archive for September, 2009

Giving Report

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009

Well, its that time of year again. McQuaid Jesuit High School’s Annual Giving Report is out. Who gave to their alma mater this year? Inquiring minds want to know. For all the McQuaid alums who read this blog and gave, good job. And for all the cheap bastids who didn’t, cough up a buck, cheap bastids!

Bastardization of your childhood. Coming soon to a theather near you!

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009

I have all kinds of love for Tranformers and GI Joe.
I have all kinds of hate for the motion pictures.

See how many of these you remember:

Hitler Medical School?

Wow. Want.

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009


Nigerian Millionaire

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009

Has everyone seen the SONY commecial for their new Playstation game console?

Well apparently the Nigerian government was none too happy about this ad, and demanded an apology from SONY, the US Government, and every individual American who bought a Playstation.  OK, so the ad _might_ have been in poor taste. At this point, the only people who haven’t heard of or used the phrase “Nigerian Millionaire” or “Nigerian Internet Scheme” (or some variant thereof) have been living in a hole in Arkadelphia, Arkansas. The fact that this internet fraud has been perpetuated to such a degree that SONY can make light of it on a nationwide commercial seems to tell me that maybe the Nigerian government should worry about shutting down these scammers inside its borders, rather than crying foul when a multinational corporation pokes a bit of fun at them. You can’t blame the comedian for making jokes out of the situation.

Nanny State Beer

Monday, September 28th, 2009

Proving that government idiocy is not an exclusively American problem:

BrewDog, a small brewery in Scotland, came up with a limited edition beer with an 18.2% alcohol content. They were roundly criticized by a pack of government curs for contributing to the binge drinking culture of the UK, since each bottle had twice the daily recommended limit for alcohol consumption.

Their response? A 1.1% brew called “Nanny State”. Genius. Not for the first time, I salute the Scottish alcohol production industry.

Crash Test

Monday, September 28th, 2009

Best crash test ever.

The Insurance Institute for Highway Safety decided to demonstrate the advances in auto safety over the last fifty years in the same way any eight-year-old boy would have: by ramming a 1959 Bel Air head on into a 2009 Malibu.


Thoughts on Bills/Saints

Monday, September 28th, 2009

Some thoughts on yesterday’s depressing 27-7 loss to the Saints.

  • I know they’ve been a contender for a few years now, but I still have trouble thinking of the Saints as a real football team. They were a joke for so long — it’s almost like that one year that the Bengals made it to the playoffs.
  • Your offense is in trouble when you’re playing against a porous defense and still don’t score any points. The Bills seven came from a special teams play — the offense got shut out.
  • Down by ten points, 7:20 left in the game, fourth and one, and you _punt_? Seriously? The Football Gods punish this kind of cowardice.
  • Nice shotgun snapping. Good thing we got a seasoned center in free agency — a rookie just can’t skip the ball off the turf into Trent’s ankles like that. What, half-a-dozen bad snaps in the last two series?
  • The defense looked fantastic. Holding the top offense in the sport to ten points through three quarters is a hell of an accomplishment.

The Bills are now 1-2, and I am 3/3 (100%) on my predictions from the beginning of the season. Next up: Miami.


Sunday, September 27th, 2009

I didn’t really do a whole lot this weekend worth writing about. So, here’s some pictures of a Valiant I spotted down in Allentown when I was biking yesterday. I always liked the look of these.





Friday, September 25th, 2009

Since we haven’t heard anything from Mr. Kevin lately on the music front, allow me to enlighten the proletariat with some information of a performance-related nature.

Last night, we went to see a show at the Handle Bar, one of Greenville’s best music venues. The building resembles the inside of a small airplane hanger, with a concrete floor (complete with painted parking lines) and cinder block walls. If it were a garage, it’d hold about 10-12 cars. There’s a separate bar/ restaurant area out front, and a cool mezzanine level to boot.

Dude at work told me about the opening act, “Lionz of Zion”, a sort-of punk/rap 80’s cover band, with a gospel twist. We got there around 5 to 9, just in time to see them go on. My friend from work knew the bassist. They did some good, solid performances of some fun stuff I’d never heard before, and closed with a cool rendition of “Billy Jean”.

The evening’s star attraction, however, was a one-man act named Zach Deputy. This guy was an act like I’d never seen before. He must have gone 300 pounds if he was an ounce, and sat on a chair wearing what appeared to be swim trunks, flip flops, and a big black T-shirt. He had facial hair that would make a rabbi’s seem incidental.

And the people loved him. Its harder and harder nowadays to genre-ify some acts, and reading reviews I often can’t tell if the reviewer actually knows what they’re talking about or if they just cut-and-pasted from another review they read. Here’s what I can tell you though: Imagine a reggae band, backed by a blues section that’s also experimenting with some rock and roll, and then realize its all being done by one dude, a guitar, three mic’s and a midi board, and as much talent as the DJ’s spinning techno that all the kids are raving about these days. My friend said it best, “He seems like a guy who used to be in a band, but got pissed at everyone else and said ‘I can do this better myself’ and quit.” However you want to categorize or genre-ify him, he put on a heck of a show, no two of his creations ever sounded alike, and he jammed well past midnight, at which point (as the alarm was going to sound at 5AM for work) we decided to call it quits.

I did pick up a few of his CD’s on the way out, one studio performance and a live show recording from Albany, NY. I’d wager I was probably the only person that night who walked up to the CD-hawker and exclaimed “Ooh, Albany! I’ll take _that_ show.”

Eating Dead Birds and Other Delicacies

Thursday, September 24th, 2009

So, I’m trying to find a flight to Rochester to spend the holiday commemorating the colonists’ masacre of the Indians many hundreds of years ago with my family. So, pending the availability of a reasonably-priced ticket, I’m planning on being in the Rochester area between Thanksgiving and the Saturday thereafter, 3 days or so. If anyone else is going to be around, might they be interested in some form of get-together, possibly Friday sometime? I’m thinking Friday night, somewhere in the viscinity of Rochester, though more exotic locales such and Penfield, Webster, Henrietta, and even Fairport may be considered.

What say you?