What if stuff happened on an island, and no one told anybody else?
You’d have an episode of Lost that surprisingly answers some questions!
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The second stage is denial
At the end of the aught-five baseball season, the last thing I wanted the Yankees to do was sign Johnny Damon. I’ve since changed my mind, and conversations like the following (with a Red Sox fan) make the signing even better for me:
(in a discussion about the ’05 playoffs)
Red Sox Fan: The Yankees couldn’t even handle the Angels!
Me: They only lost that series becaues Bubba Crosby forgot how to play centerfield.
RSF: What makes you think he’s going to learn to play the field this year?
Me: He won’t be out in center this year.
RSF: Oh yeah? Who’d they get to roll out there? (serious question)
Me: Johnny Damon.
RSF: Oh. Yeah. sonofa…
Happy incompetent bosses’ day!
As the clock ticks down, another hour of 24 fades…
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Bye-bye Alderaan!
From space.com:
Astronomers have detected a new type of cosmic outburst that they can’t yet explain.
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Other aspects of the newfound eruption were inexplicable, astronomers said. It was dimmer than most. Even so, the newly spotted point of light in the sky outshines the entire galaxy in which the event occurred.
The eggheads at NASA say it’s some kind of gamma ray burst. But I think they’re missing the obvious:
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Sounds like we better get the eggheads working on those X-Wings.
Rise and shine campers and don’t forget your booties…
I’m really glad today is Friday.
I set my alarm to wake me up every morning at 6:17 (random time, I know). The alarm is set to the local pop station, WBNS-FM. Usually, I don’t listen to this station (except for Friday Night 80s), but I have it set there for my alarm because I don’t like waking up to a buzzer, the station doesn’t have one of those lame morning shows, and the reception on my little clock radio is decent.
Anyway, the point of this story, today is the third time this week (including yesterday) that they’ve played Green Day’s “Wake Me When September Ends” as my alarm has gone off.
Nevermind the fact that even though I like Green Day, this is my least favorite song of theirs.
As soon as I heard the song, I got up and switched the radio off, because I didn’t want to wait around and see if the idiotic radio banter was the same as yesterday. But I admit, I was a little bit paranoid until I turned on my computer and saw that today was not yesterday.
Phil: Do you know what today is?
Rita: No, what?
Phil: Today is tomorrow. It happened.
–Groundhog Day
I have interesting visitors
Kind of an addendum to my earlier post (written two minutes ago) about 24.
I was looking through my sitemeter log, and today, noticed two visitors who googled “”jean smart” 24 cleavage” and “24 first lady jean cleavage”. Now, I have referred to Logan’s wife as the “First lady of cleavage” on multiple occasions. However, these two visitors didn’t stay too long. So I guess they were looking for a little bit more than a snarky nickname in text form.
Interesting people out there on the Internet.
Three To Four
King Tom would like to begin this 24 entry with what the kids call a shout out.
Happy Presidents Day to former President David Palmer and to a lesser extent, former President Keebler. But not to President Logan, who is just a schmendrick.
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Note to self: Send Rivers a Crock Pot
For various reasons, I’m not a fan of the “New York” Times.
The paper that claims to get behind the news has turned out a feature story on Rivers Cuomo that really doesn’t go anywhere. I suppose it may be interesting for the masses, but there are only four interesting bits (to me) in the whole article:
-Rivers is into Jane Austen. Great! So is the Civee! Maybe they can form a book club.
-It doesn’t really sound like it’s the end for weezer:
Remarking on rumors that his enrollment at Harvard means the end of Weezer, he said, “After graduation, I’ll be able to make a better commitment to the band.”
-Rivers just ended the interview:
With that, he politely asked to be excused and left to find out if the dining hall was still serving lunch.
-And finally, this is the first time I’ve seen it official that Rivers is getting married. Even though I don’t see him getting into the wedding planning, good for him! Congratulations Riv-Dog!
Poor Kermit
Everyone knows what today is
I’d like to wish everyone out there a happy international Weezer day!
Legend has it, that fourteen years ago today, Elisha Cuthbert taught the band to play. After dumping some Kool-Aid on Scott Shriner’s head, the former motorcycle-rock band kicked her out and replaced her with roadie Rivers Cuomo. The band returned to it’s Kenosha, Wisconsin roots and played several dance contests while Matt Sharp wrote and composed many of the band’s later hits.
Matt then left to be bigger than Elvis, while Rivers locked himself into a closet bouncing a rubber ball against the wall and burning his master tapes. Brian lost several shirts and sweaters he would later lament. It was around this time that Rivers’ marriage to Lisa Loeb fell apart and the band found itself playing at several Mexican weddings. This period was promptly erased from the annals of band history.
All that I’m sure of now is that Miss Piggy fell in love with Pat, Rivers became Yoda and a lot of other stuff happened. I think.