Business Casual

I'm trying to make this blog a little more presentable. I shaved it and tucked in its shirt. Please take a look around. There's not much to see here at the moment. But trust me, the future is gonna be awesome.

Great Video!

Aviella shows off her hula hoop skillz.

Welcome!

Hey, look. It's a new URL for the blog that I rarely update. Hooray! Note the new name for this enterprise: beebooblog.

Goodbye, Old Blog

So I think this blog is getting put on the ice floe and pushed out to sea. It's published via FTP, which seemed like a good idea when I set it up, but it turned out to NOT be a very good idea. After a crash that wiped out most/all of my images, I brought the thing back to life, hobbled. But now it appears that Google wants to migrate all FTP published blogs to their Google-hosted servers. Which is totally fine. I just don't know if I have the energy to keep this up anymore. Not to mention all the blog spam that I'm getting. The original idea was that this was going to be a personal blog, and my other blog, Metroid Crossing, would be devoted to games and professional pursuits. Metroid Crossing gets updated fairly frequently, while the "personal" stuff has moved to places like Facebook.

Perhaps I will migrate this over when Google prompts me to do so, but I doubt I will be posting here anymore. Bing Bang Bye!

Happy Birthday, Opus!

Bloom County, arguably (I said ARGUABLY) the greatest traditional comic strip ever*, turns 30 this year. That's mind-boggling enough, but even more mind-boggling is that USA Today decided it was a good idea to honor the event with creator Berkeley Breathed's handpicked favorites, complete with commentary. How this fits into the USA Today brand of editorial I am not sure, as it feels a little out of left field. But fans will certainly be eager to see it.

Bloom County was an eye-opening (mind-altering?) experience for me, cementing my love of art and comedy at a young age. I distinctly remember ripping off Bloom County jokes for 5th grade creative writing assignments. It was like Bloom County came from another dimension where everything was weird and off-center, much like the creator himself, Berkeley Breathed -- if that is your real name -- he of the photo on the back of the book. If that photo wasn't there, I seriously would have doubted this man's existence, as the strip did not seem to be of human origin.

Side question: why are comic strip artists such a strange and secretive lot? Has anyone ever really seen Bill Watterson, Jim Davis, Gary Larson, et al. in public? Are they even real? Do they simply exist to license their gags to coffee cup manufacturers/bumper sticker people/greeting card companies and suck up the money that spills over? I haven't a clue...but I do know that the comic strip creation process is a largely solitary and mind-numbingly repetitive process ideally suited for shut-in misanthropes and the socially retarded. (That said, I met Mort Walker once, and he was really nice. He even signed a book for me. Thanks, Mort.)

In any event, Bloom County was awesome, and, despite the Michael Jackson and Ronald Reagan jokes, still feels fresh if you read it today. I didn't follow the "sequel" strip Outland nearly as closely, but Bloom County was and will remain a stalwart pillar of the pop culture landscape, and a personal favorite.

*Yeah, yeah. Peanuts, Calvin and Hobbes, Doonesbury, there are many. But Bloom County is right up there.

My Esoteric Musical Tastes

Here are some (completely made up) bands that I am totally into at the moment. Maybe you've heard of them? If not, well, you're probably an idiot or something.

1. Chain on a Rope
2. SpAtula
3. Egg Crate Code
4. Ojai, California
5. They Believe In Ghosts
6. Fluffernutter
7. Ashtray Kaleidoscope
8. Ports of Call
9. Meatmouse and the Meatmice
10. Today I Met a Pickpocket

Hilarious Spam

I've been getting a lot of spam at work lately. Not sure why; maybe because I have been signing up for some random MMOs. Anyway, receiving spam is rarely worth it, but then along comes stuff like this:

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you are no more than a common loser for women.

Lucky for us, nowadays a man can change his potential to absolute macho in
three single steps:
1. Ordering pilules on our site for $1 each. (as many, as you like)
2. Damn take it!
3. Now you can nail broad for hours!

Yikes.

Well, how about this?