Manic animation -- whack music. What's not to like?
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Criminally nude
If they outlaw foreign strippers, then only outlaws will be stripping ... or something like that.
MPs Mull Proposal To Ban Foreign Strippers
MPs Mull Proposal To Ban Foreign Strippers
Da Shatner Funk
William Shatner and Conan O'Brien remixed.
"They know. They're onto something." "Fear! Woo, woo."
Google Blogger Data API
The Blogger data API allows client applications to view and update Blogger content in the form of Google data API feeds. Your client application can use the data API to create new blog posts, edit or delete existing posts, and query for posts that match particular criteria.
Here are some of the things you can do with the Blogger data API:
Link ...
Here are some of the things you can do with the Blogger data API:
- Add a running list of blog posts and comments to a site.
- Create a desktop application or plugin that allows users to create and post entries from the desktop.
- Create a blog aggregator application.
Link ...
Blogger widget for Mac OS X
I'm just trying out the Google Blogger Widget from my Mac's dashboard. Here's the link ...
Friday, January 13, 2006
First and last Canadian political comment
[Paul Martin and Stephen Harper are two dudes both vying for top spot in Canadian politics. Martin so amused me with his recent highly negative public characterizations of Harper, that I just had to imagine what further things he would tell me about Harper if I called him up personally ...]
I called up Paul Martin today and he told me a number of things about Harper that they were going to reveal, but had to pull at the last minute:
Paul told me more, but it gets much, much worse.
I called up Paul Martin today and he told me a number of things about Harper that they were going to reveal, but had to pull at the last minute:
Stephen Harper habitually kicks dogs.
If you play any one of Stephen Harper's speeches in reverse, you can just make out the words, "I buried Medicare."
Stephen Harper and Osama bin Laden are drinking buddies.
Stephen Harper casts no shadow. Stephen Harper cannot see his own reflection in a mirror.
Stephen Harper is paying thugs to create a gun problem in Toronto so he'll have a good campaign platform item.
Stephen Harper bites the heads off of bats.
The Rolling Stones song Sympathy for the Devil was originally written about Stephen Harper, but they were forced by the record label lawyers to rewrite it so they wouldn't risk obscenity charges.
Stephen Harper is a direct descendent of Jack the Ripper.
Paul told me more, but it gets much, much worse.
Moronic interrogatives
Something that bugs me a lot is the increasingly common speech impediment that causes speakers to turn simple statements into questions.
"So I was with my friend? And we were like in Starbucks? And the barista had these velvet pants?"
According to some British websites it's known as a ...
680: I'm here at Union Station and I asked Brittany why she looks so wide awake this morning.
B: Really, I'm not? I'm just on my way to work?
Aaaaargh!
It suggests that a lot of people are tremendously insecure and need constant reassurance that they aren't mistaken about ... well, most everything. "I've just said something, but I could be wrong, so please nod or smile and blink or something -- ok good, you nodded -- where was I? Oh yeah: velvet pants ..."
"So I was with my friend? And we were like in Starbucks? And the barista had these velvet pants?"
According to some British websites it's known as a ...
Moronic interrogative: coined by British comedian Rory McGrath to describe the use of intonation at the end of a sentence that is not a question.I hear this daily on one of Toronto's "all-news" radio stations. 680News, unhappily, feels it necessary to interview people on the street regarding subjects about which they are woefully uninformed.
680: I'm here at Union Station and I asked Brittany why she looks so wide awake this morning.
B: Really, I'm not? I'm just on my way to work?
Aaaaargh!
It suggests that a lot of people are tremendously insecure and need constant reassurance that they aren't mistaken about ... well, most everything. "I've just said something, but I could be wrong, so please nod or smile and blink or something -- ok good, you nodded -- where was I? Oh yeah: velvet pants ..."
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