How about them Cowboys?
Damn you Monday Night Football. You have swiped my Monday night away from me once again.
Tuesday, September 28, 2004
Monday, September 27, 2004
Mrs. League here. If you have a cat, you might be interested in:
The Infinite Cat Project
The most bizarre thing I've seen in quite a long time, and I have *got* to get Jeff the Cat involved. I wonder what they would do with a Mel picture looking at all of the kitties?
The Infinite Cat Project
The most bizarre thing I've seen in quite a long time, and I have *got* to get Jeff the Cat involved. I wonder what they would do with a Mel picture looking at all of the kitties?
Okay.
So I'm driving into work, and the car in front of me is going sort of slow on this stretch of road which is marked as a 40MPH zone, but which is usually driven at 50-55 (it's a 4 lane road with a median).
I look up at the driver and I notice that he's:
smoking a cigarette
enjoying a cup of coffee
reading the paper
Wow. I'm not really sure if I was (a) terrified of this sort of willfull stupidity, or (b) if I really admired the guy for his moxie. Clearly, he did not have the same kind of quality instruction I once received at The Austin Driving School (who once had the odd slogan: We taught a burro to drive, people are easy). Instructor Joe would never let us smoke and drink and read while we were at the wheel, no matter how much we begged.
The guy was going the speed limit, but not with traffic... and unfortunately everyone behind me was speeding up and going around me, so I couldn't even pass the guy. I considered leaning on the horn, but I was afraid of what that would stir up if he spilled his coffee or dropped his cigarette.
How is it I can barely drive with my hands at 2 and 10 o'clock and totally focused and some guys can drive while partaking of a ritual which usually involves a couch? I am so jealous.
So I'm driving into work, and the car in front of me is going sort of slow on this stretch of road which is marked as a 40MPH zone, but which is usually driven at 50-55 (it's a 4 lane road with a median).
I look up at the driver and I notice that he's:
smoking a cigarette
enjoying a cup of coffee
reading the paper
Wow. I'm not really sure if I was (a) terrified of this sort of willfull stupidity, or (b) if I really admired the guy for his moxie. Clearly, he did not have the same kind of quality instruction I once received at The Austin Driving School (who once had the odd slogan: We taught a burro to drive, people are easy). Instructor Joe would never let us smoke and drink and read while we were at the wheel, no matter how much we begged.
The guy was going the speed limit, but not with traffic... and unfortunately everyone behind me was speeding up and going around me, so I couldn't even pass the guy. I considered leaning on the horn, but I was afraid of what that would stir up if he spilled his coffee or dropped his cigarette.
How is it I can barely drive with my hands at 2 and 10 o'clock and totally focused and some guys can drive while partaking of a ritual which usually involves a couch? I am so jealous.
Sunday, September 26, 2004
The Texas Longhorns were once again victorious over the lowly Rice Owls in Saturday's match-up. Well done, Horns!
I think the Sun Devils may have won their game, but I got distracted and never finished watching the game.
On The Brother's recommendation, we saw Shaun of the Dead yesterday afternoon. Quality, quality film and I highly recommend it. The movie has "cult film" written all over it, and should have been released two weeks into October to take advantage of folks looking for a good Halloween scare.
The movie rides similar lines to Evil Dead 2, managing to be both funny and to have some genuinely frightening moments.
I kept thinking Jim D. should see this flick all throughout. It keeps with the standard zombie formula, but has it's own little bits to add. Worth matinee.
Anyway, I logged on to do some work and homework, so I should probably get to it.
I think the Sun Devils may have won their game, but I got distracted and never finished watching the game.
On The Brother's recommendation, we saw Shaun of the Dead yesterday afternoon. Quality, quality film and I highly recommend it. The movie has "cult film" written all over it, and should have been released two weeks into October to take advantage of folks looking for a good Halloween scare.
The movie rides similar lines to Evil Dead 2, managing to be both funny and to have some genuinely frightening moments.
I kept thinking Jim D. should see this flick all throughout. It keeps with the standard zombie formula, but has it's own little bits to add. Worth matinee.
Anyway, I logged on to do some work and homework, so I should probably get to it.
Friday, September 24, 2004
Real life Lemmiwinks?
Actually, this is kind of creepy if you've been reading Grant Morrison's We3 from DC/ Vertigo comics. You kind of have to have read the issue.
Actually, this is kind of creepy if you've been reading Grant Morrison's We3 from DC/ Vertigo comics. You kind of have to have read the issue.
Thursday, September 23, 2004
The League's personal hero, Russ Meyer, dead at the age of 82.
God rest your soul, Russ. And thanks. You gave us all a lot... to, uh, think about.
God rest your soul, Russ. And thanks. You gave us all a lot... to, uh, think about.
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