Thursday, November 30, 2006

Google Earth Finds The Fonz (in Germany?!)

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Somehow I don't think this is how Google Earth gets their pictures but I could be wrong.

Perhaps next we will see how they find Bob and Doug McKenzie?

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Sharks With Lasers is So Web 1.0

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One of several interesting notes from the Googleplex whiteboard.

Monday, November 27, 2006

The Reason For the Season

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Peace sign creates stir – homeowners asked to remove symbol or risk fine
Durango Herald Online

A Pagosa Springs, CO resident is resisting an order by her homeowners' association to remove a peace symbol-shaped wreath from an exterior wall of her home. The couple received a letter Tuesday from their subdivision’s homeowners’ association telling them to take down the sign or face a fine of $25 per day.

"I just wanted to put a message of peace out there," said Lisa Jensen, who hung the wreath Nov. 19. She said Wednesday she didn't intend the wreath as a statement against the Iraq war.

"I was really trying to be in favor of something - peace," Jensen said.

"The peace sign has a lot of negativity associated with it," homeowners' Association President Bob Kearns said. "It's also an anti-Christ sign. That's how it started."

Thanksgiving Leftovers

Alice's Restaurant
By Arlo Guthrie

This song is called Alice's Restaurant, and it's about Alice, and the
restaurant, but Alice's Restaurant is not the name of the restaurant,
that's just the name of the song, and that's why I called the song
Alice's
Restaurant.

You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant
You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant

Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago, was on - two years ago on
Thanksgiving, when my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the
restaurant, but Alice doesn't live in the restaurant, she lives in the
church nearby the restaurant, in the bell-tower, with her husband Ray
and
Fasha the dog. And livin' in the bell tower like that, they got a lot of
room downstairs where the pews used to be in. Havin' all that room,
seein' as how they took out all the pews, they decided that they didn't
have to take out their garbage for a long time.

We got up there, we found all the garbage in there, and we decided
it'd be
a friendly gesture for us to take the garbage down to the city dump. So
we took the half a ton of garbage, put it in the back of a red VW
microbus, took shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and
headed
on toward the city dump.

Well we got there and there was a big sign and a chain across across the
dump saying, "Closed on Thanksgiving." And we had never heard of a dump
closed on Thanksgiving before, and with tears in our eyes we drove off
into the sunset looking for another place to put the garbage.

We didn't find one. Until we came to a side road, and off the side of
the
side road there was another fifteen foot cliff and at the bottom of the
cliff there was another pile of garbage. And we decided that one big
pile
is better than two little piles, and rather than bring that one up we
decided to throw our's down.

That's what we did, and drove back to the church, had a thanksgiving
dinner that couldn't be beat, went to sleep and didn't get up until the
next morning, when we got a phone call from officer Obie. He said,
"Kid,
we found your name on an envelope at the bottom of a half a ton of
garbage, and just wanted to know if you had any information about
it." And
I said, "Yes, sir, Officer Obie, I cannot tell a lie, I put that
envelope
under that garbage."

After speaking to Obie for about fourty-five minutes on the telephone we
finally arrived at the truth of the matter and said that we had to go
down
and pick up the garbage, and also had to go down and speak to him at the
police officer's station. So we got in the red VW microbus with the
shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed on toward the
police officer's station.

Now friends, there was only one or two things that Obie coulda done at
the police station, and the first was he could have given us a medal for
being so brave and honest on the telephone, which wasn't very likely,
and
we didn't expect it, and the other thing was he could have bawled us out
and told us never to be see driving garbage around the vicinity again,
which is what we expected, but when we got to the police officer's
station
there was a third possibility that we hadn't even counted upon, and
we was
both immediately arrested. Handcuffed. And I said "Obie, I don't
think I
can pick up the garbage with these handcuffs on." He said, "Shut up,
kid.
Get in the back of the patrol car."

And that's what we did, sat in the back of the patrol car and drove
to the
quote Scene of the Crime unquote. I want tell you about the town of
Stockbridge, Massachusets, where this happened here, they got three stop
signs, two police officers, and one police car, but when we got to the
Scene of the Crime there was five police officers and three police cars,
being the biggest crime of the last fifty years, and everybody wanted to
get in the newspaper story about it. And they was using up all kinds of
cop equipment that they had hanging around the police officer's station.
They was taking plaster tire tracks, foot prints, dog smelling
prints, and
they took twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy photographs with
circles
and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what each
one was to be used as evidence against us. Took pictures of the
approach,
the getaway, the northwest corner the southwest corner and that's not to
mention the aerial photography.

After the ordeal, we went back to the jail. Obie said he was going
to put
us in the cell. Said, "Kid, I'm going to put you in the cell, I want
your
wallet and your belt." And I said, "Obie, I can understand you
wanting my
wallet so I don't have any money to spend in the cell, but what do you
want my belt for?" And he said, "Kid, we don't want any hangings." I
said, "Obie, did you think I was going to hang myself for littering?"
Obie said he was making sure, and friends Obie was, cause he took out
the
toilet seat so I couldn't hit myself over the head and drown, and he
took
out the toilet paper so I couldn't bend the bars roll out the - roll the
toilet paper out the window, slide down the roll and have an escape.
Obie
was making sure, and it was about four or five hours later that Alice
(remember Alice? It's a song about Alice), Alice came by and with a few
nasty words to Obie on the side, bailed us out of jail, and we went back
to the church, had a another thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat,
and didn't get up until the next morning, when we all had to go to
court.

We walked in, sat down, Obie came in with the twenty seven eight-by-ten
colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the
back
of each one, sat down. Man came in said, "All rise." We all stood up,
and Obie stood up with the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy
pictures, and the judge walked in sat down with a seeing eye dog, and he
sat down, we sat down. Obie looked at the seeing eye dog, and then at
the
twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows
and a paragraph on the back of each one, and looked at the seeing eye
dog.
And then at twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with
circles
and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one and began to cry,
'cause Obie came to the realization that it was a typical case of
American
blind justice, and there wasn't nothing he could do about it, and the
judge wasn't going to look at the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour
glossy
pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each
one explaining what each one was to be used as evidence against us. And
we was fined $50 and had to pick up the garbage in the snow, but
thats not
what I came to tell you about.

Came to talk about the draft.

They got a building down New York City, it's called Whitehall Street,
where you walk in, you get injected, inspected, detected, infected,
neglected and selected. I went down to get my physical examination one
day, and I walked in, I sat down, got good and drunk the night
before, so
I looked and felt my best when I went in that morning. `Cause I
wanted to
look like the all-American kid from New York City, man I wanted, I
wanted
to feel like the all-, I wanted to be the all American kid from New
York,
and I walked in, sat down, I was hung down, brung down, hung up, and all
kinds o' mean nasty ugly things. And I waked in and sat down and they
gave
me a piece of paper, said, "Kid, see the phsychiatrist, room 604."

And I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I want to kill. I mean, I
wanna, I
wanna kill. Kill. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see blood and gore and
guts and veins in my teeth. Eat dead burnt bodies. I mean kill, Kill,
KILL, KILL." And I started jumpin up and down yelling, "KILL, KILL,"
and
he started jumpin up and down with me and we was both jumping up and
down
yelling, "KILL, KILL." And the sargent came over, pinned a medal on me,
sent me down the hall, said, "You're our boy."

Didn't feel too good about it.

Proceeded on down the hall gettin more injections, inspections,
detections, neglections and all kinds of stuff that they was doin' to me
at the thing there, and I was there for two hours, three hours, four
hours, I was there for a long time going through all kinds of mean nasty
ugly things and I was just having a tough time there, and they was
inspecting, injecting every single part of me, and they was leaving no
part untouched. Proceeded through, and when I finally came to the
see the
last man, I walked in, walked in sat down after a whole big thing there,
and I walked up and said, "What do you want?" He said, "Kid, we only
got
one question. Have you ever been arrested?"

And I proceeded to tell him the story of the Alice's Restaurant
Massacre,
with full orchestration and five part harmony and stuff like that and
all
the phenome... - and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, did
you ever
go to court?"

And I proceeded to tell him the story of the twenty seven eight-by-ten
colour glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and the paragraph on
the back of each one, and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, I
want
you to go and sit down on that bench that says Group W .... NOW kid!!"

And I, I walked over to the, to the bench there, and there is, Group W's
where they put you if you may not be moral enough to join the army after
committing your special crime, and there was all kinds of mean nasty
ugly
looking people on the bench there. Mother rapers. Father stabbers.
Father
rapers! Father rapers sitting right there on the bench next to me! And
they was mean and nasty and ugly and horrible crime-type guys sitting
on the
bench next to me. And the meanest, ugliest, nastiest one, the meanest
father raper of them all, was coming over to me and he was mean 'n' ugly
'n' nasty 'n' horrible and all kind of things and he sat down next to me
and said, "Kid, whad'ya get?" I said, "I didn't get nothing, I had
to pay
$50 and pick up the garbage." He said, "What were you arrested for,
kid?"
And I said, "Littering." And they all moved away from me on the bench
there, and the hairy eyeball and all kinds of mean nasty things, till I
said, "And creating a nuisance." And they all came back, shook my hand,
and we had a great time on the bench, talkin about crime, mother
stabbing,
father raping, all kinds of groovy things that we was talking about
on the
bench. And everything was fine, we was smoking cigarettes and all
kinds of
things, until the Sargeant came over, had some paper in his hand,
held it
up and said.

"Kids, this-piece-of-paper's-got-47-words-37-sentences-58-words-we-
wanna-
know-details-of-the-crime-time-of-the-crime-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-
you-gotta-say-pertaining-to-and-about-the-crime-I-want-to-know-
arresting-
officer's-name-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-you-gotta-say", and talked
for
forty-five minutes and nobody understood a word that he said, but we had
fun filling out the forms and playing with the pencils on the bench
there,
and I filled out the massacre with the four part harmony, and wrote it
down there, just like it was, and everything was fine and I put down the
pencil, and I turned over the piece of paper, and there, there on the
other side, in the middle of the other side, away from everything
else on
the other side, in parentheses, capital letters, quotated, read the
following words:

("KID, HAVE YOU REHABILITATED YOURSELF?")

I went over to the sargent, said, "Sargeant, you got a lot a damn
gall to
ask me if I've rehabilitated myself, I mean, I mean, I mean that
just, I'm
sittin' here on the bench, I mean I'm sittin here on the Group W bench
'cause you want to know if I'm moral enough join the army, burn women,
kids, houses and villages after bein' a litterbug." He looked at me and
said, "Kid, we don't like your kind, and we're gonna send you
fingerprints
off to Washington."

And friends, somewhere in Washington enshrined in some little folder,
is a
study in black and white of my fingerprints. And the only reason I'm
singing you this song now is cause you may know somebody in a similar
situation, or you may be in a similar situation, and if your in a
situation like that there's only one thing you can do and that's walk
into
the shrink wherever you are ,just walk in say "Shrink, You can get
anything you want, at Alice's restaurant.". And walk out. You know, if
one person, just one person does it they may think he's really sick and
they won't take him. And if two people, two people do it, in harmony,
they may think they're both faggots and they won't take either of them.
And three people do it, three, can you imagine, three people walking in
singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and walking out. They may think
it's an
organization. And can you, can you imagine fifty people a day,I said
fifty people a day walking in singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and
walking out. And friends they may thinks it's a movement.

And that's what it is , the Alice's Restaurant Anti-Massacre
Movement, and
all you got to do to join is sing it the next time it come's around
on the
guitar.

With feeling. So we'll wait for it to come around on the guitar,
here and
sing it when it does. Here it comes.

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant

That was horrible. If you want to end war and stuff you got to sing
loud.
I've been singing this song now for twenty five minutes. I could sing it
for another twenty five minutes. I'm not proud... or tired.

So we'll wait till it comes around again, and this time with four part
harmony and feeling.

We're just waitin' for it to come around is what we're doing.

All right now.

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Excepting Alice
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant

Da da da da da da da dum
At Alice's Restaurant

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Chicago Shops at Marshall Field's

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Some VERY vocal Field's fans over at here. Can't say I don't support them 100% and I don't even live in Chicago.

Why do big companies think they can or would want to just erase 100+ years of tradition?

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Jackson Says He Won't Be Making 'Hobbit'

The Associated Press
Tuesday, November 21, 2006

WELLINGTON, New Zealand -- Peter Jackson says he will not be
directing a movie based on J.R.R. Tolkien's novel "The Hobbit" or a
planned prequel to "The Lord of the Rings."

In a letter posted on Theonering.com., Jackson and partner Fran Walsh
said an executive from New Line Cinema had called to tell them the
studio was moving ahead with "The Hobbit" without him.

"Last week, Mark Ordesky called Ken (Kamins, Jackson's manager) and
told him that New Line would no longer be requiring our services on
`The Hobbit' and the LOTR `prequel,'" the 45-year-old New Zealand
director wrote.

"This was a courtesy call to let us know that the studio was now
actively looking to hire another filmmaker for both projects," he said.

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/11/21/

AR2006112100505.html

Can I just add my interest in seeing this film has dropped by 98%?

Thursday, November 16, 2006

I Like You Dotty, Like LIKE!

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Like Better is a sort of a 'Hot Or Not' for stock photos with the added twist of pop psychology.

Chose between a series of image pairs
and 'when the brain turns pink, it knows something about you'. Click it to find out what. So far it's been right 2 out of three times for me.

77 Vs. 06

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Technology has given us the tools to simulate (but can it really ever answer?) the old debate, "Who would win in a contest between Imperial Star Destroyers and Colonial Battlestars?"



For my money I will have to go with BSG: The Vipers are more maneuverable and Battlestars have nukes and FTL drives. (The Shadows from Babylon 5 would beat both, however.)

If Nolan Bushnell Designed Clocks

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34 (!) years after Pong® hit the arcades and changed everything, Buro Vormkrijgers with the blessing of the Atari company, constructed a limited number of clocks (Originally 199 euro). The final 10 will be sold for charity on eBay, so start saving those pennies!
If it helps you decide if you want to place a bid you should know that not only is this a working clock but also a fully functioning hand-held one player game.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Can Pelosi Be Blamed For This As Well?

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"God blessed Wal-Mart because Sam Walton chose to honor God and run his business according to biblical principles.

Then Something Happened!


American businesses across the nation are being blackmailed by the devil himself. They are being forced by the "politically correct" dogma (abortion, homosexuality, etc) of our day to accept his terms. If one chooses to defy this dogma, he will be forever branded as a right-wing, bigoted fascist, bent on forcing his own religion (Christianity) down everyone else’s throat. If the Church or any business will not accept these terms, or truly honors God, there will be hell to pay!

Now Satan has Wal-Mart in his line of fire!

After being lambasted for years by the anti-family, pro-abortion, pro-homosexual, radical environmental left, Wal-Mart has finally succumbed to this constant harassment and blackmail. She has now chosen a policy of appeasement to assuage all of the false accusations leveled against her in hopes that the devil will somehow stop being so mean. It is sad to say that Wal-Mart has joined the The National Gay & Lesbian, Chamber of Commerce.The NGCC called Wal-Mart's action "part of the company's ongoing commitment to advancing diversity (homosexuality) among all of its associate, supplier and customer bases."

The NGCC desires that the world's largest retailer would also become the world's largest promoter of homosexual sodomy!

Wal-Mart desperately needs our help! There is something that we can do. It requires that we get out of the closet and run toward the roar!
WE MUST SAVE WAL-MART!
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I wasn't going to shop at Wal-Mart any time soon but does that make me a part of this? And here I thought the Democrats winning a mid-term election would make life simple again.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Have Yourself an 8-bit Christmas

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Credit Britta for unearthing these shirts from Way of the Rodent just in time for Christmas.

OK, technically the Katamari one isn't 8-bit (Asteroids for the 2600 is but what about the arcade version? Vector scan?)

That's Strange, He Never Has a Second Cup of My Coffee

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Starbucks' Red Cups Are Back

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Last year it was TheRedCup.com, this year it's ItsRedAgain.com

More on this as it develops....

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

MST3k Spinoff Takes on California Politics

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Mike Nelson takes of the ads for California Governor's race:

In the Warm California Sun

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Days like today is when you are glad you live in California: lunch outside in your shirtsleeves, not a cloud in the sky and, oranges tomatoes and strawberries growing in your backyard. Let's just hope this isn't due to global climate change.

With that note check out what Kelloggs portrayed The Golden State back in the mid-60s:

Monday, November 06, 2006

"How to Live" by Charles Harper Webb

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"I don't know how to live."
– Sharon Olds

Eat lots of steak and salmon and Thai curry and mu shu
pork and fresh green beans and baked potatoes
and fresh strawberries with vanilla ice cream.
Kick-box three days a week. Stay strong and lean.
Go fly-fishing every chance you get, with friends
who'll teach you secrets of the stream. Play guitar
in a rock band. Read Dostoyevsky, Whitman, Kafka,
Shakespeare, Twain. Collect Uncle Scrooge comics.
See Peckinpah's Straw Dogs, and everything Monty Python made.

Love freely. Treat ex-partners as kindly
as you can. Wish them as well as you're able.
Snorkel with moray eels and yellow tangs. Watch
spinner dolphins earn their name as your panga slam-
bams over glittering seas. Try not to lie; it sours
the soul. But being a patsy sours it too. If you cause
a car wreck, and aren't hurt, but someone is, apologize
silently. Learn from your mistake. Walk gratefully
away. Let your insurance handle it. Never drive drunk.
Don't be a drunk, or any kind of "aholic." It's bad
English, and bad news. Don't berate yourself. If you lose
a game or prize you've earned, remember the winners
history forgets. Remember them if you do win. Enjoy
success.

Have kids if you want and can afford them,
but don't make them your reason-to-be. Spare them that
misery. Take them to the beach. Mail order sea
monkeys once in your life. Give someone the full-on
ass-kicking he (or she) has earned. Keep a box turtle
in good heath for twenty years. If you get sick, don't thrive
on suffering. There's nothing noble about pain. Die
if you need to, the best way you can. (You define best.)
Go to church if it helps you. Grow tomatoes to put store-
bought in perspective.

Listen to Elvis and Bach. Unless you're tone deaf,
own Perlman's "Meditation from Thais." Don't look for
hidden meanings in a cardinal's song.

Don't think TV characters talk to you; that's crazy.
Don't be too sane. Work hard. Loaf easily. Have good
friends, and be good to them. Be immoderate
in moderation. Spend little time anesthetized. Dive
the Great Barrier Reef. Don't touch the coral. Watch
for sea snakes. Smile for the camera. Don't say "Cheese."

from Amplified Dog. © Red Hen Press.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Lego Washer by Bosch

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Oh yeah, it will also do your dishes.

3 Free Gervais Podcasts to Round Out '06

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The Podfather - Parts I, II and III

Three special free shows from three doyens of podcasting - multi-award winning Ricky Gervais and Steve Merchant (The Office, Extras) plus the round-headed idiot savant, Karl Pilkington.

First up on the The Ricky Gervais Show on Guardian Unlimited: The Podfather, Part I – [Halloween]
idogcow. Get yours at bighugelabs.com/flickr

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