Wednesday, September 02, 2009

Potpourri Wednesday (that's an awful title)

Give Money to Simon

You know who likes to run? Simon. The Canadian one.

Apparently Simon runs all the hell over Canada. This time, he's doing it for a reason, and not just because he's pursued by an angry mob.

Simon is participating in the Terry Fox Run
to raise funds to fight cancer.

Help out Simon, and you'll get the dual pleasure of not just fighting cancer, but helping a Canadian!


When I'm 84

I don't love Dinosaur Comics the way I love Achewood, The Rack or how I used to love "Get Your War On", but this strip... spoke to me.

Only, more about Superman

The End of Everything

So here's something I didn't know.

Apparently, in, like, 1 trillion years, the universe will pull on itself as it speeds apart, pulling and pulling, until the atoms themselves will be rendered asunder. Which, of course, leaves me wondering "and what then?"

I guess it doesn't really matter. It's entirely unlikely I'll see the year 2100, let alone 1,000,000,002,100. But if I do, this splitting of all that there is in this universe is going to be a damned nuisance.

Beavis and Butthead Return

This sort of makes me miss 1993-95. Also, its sort of shocking how close Butthead's voice sounds to my inner-monologue.

It's a promo for the new Mike Judge movie, "Extract". I have, so far, liked Mike Judge's work. Even "Beavis and Butthead Do America".

Also, this movie "Extract" has Kristin Wiig. That's a good thing.

All the Damn Chupacabras

The tough thing about living in Texas is not the proximity to both Rick Perry and Kay Bailey Hutchison. It's all the damn chupacabras.

Well, apparently those little bastards are causing all sorts of trouble once again.


I hope that doesn't spoil Randy and Emily's imminent trip to the Lone Star State.


Simon MacDonald said...

Thanks for the plug on the Terry Fox Run. Being pursued by angry mobs is a great way to train for long runs.

I also learned to swim by being thrown into the frigid shark infested North Atlantic waters by my Dad. As well he taught me to catch baseballs by throwing them at me full speed until I learned to protect myself. Ah...the suppressed memories it brings back.

The League said...

You guys have a tough training regimen in the wilds of Ontario. But I like it.

I look forward to hearing about how you're preparing Anna for her career as an Olympic tobogganer by loosing badgers down the shoot after her.