That boy needs therapy
Pyschosomatic
That boy needs therapy
Purely pyschosomatic
That boy needs therapy
Lie down on the couch
What does that mean?
You’re a nut!
You’re a nut!
You’re crazy in the coconut!
What does that mean?
That boy needs therapy,
I’m gonna kill you.
That boy needs therapy
Ranagazoo, let’s have a tune!
Now, when I count three,
That
That
That
That
That
That
That boy needs therapy
He was white as a sheet
Grandmaster of Clunk Christian Danley has just given more robot-based joy unto the world.
Check out his latest short film, Robot Love, which he made with assistance from a few of the usual 70-30 suspects.
“Nah, they wasa somethin’ else. Aliena monsters, witha these great bigga heads, whaddya call..”
The Doctor arched his eyebrows in thought. “Well, let’s see.. big heads..” He began to count off on his fingers. “You’ve got your Ogrons, your Sontarans, your Sea Devils-”
“I’ma no see nothing.”
The Doctor blinked. “I’m fine, how are you? Don’t answer that, I don’t wanna know. Now, as I was saying, you’ve got Ogrons, Sontarans, Sea Devils-”
“Where?” interrupted Chicolini, looking around the console room. “I donna see no devils.”
“Well if you ever do, invite yourself over for dinner, would you? Stay a while.” The Doctor rolled his eyes. “Look, I’m talking about the Sea Devils, the underwater monsters on Earth. They’re related to the Silurians.”
“Silly what?” Chicolini looked slightly more baffled than normal.
“Silurians! You remember the Silurians, don’t you? Back on Earth? In the 1970s? Silurians??”
Chicolini smiled. “Oh, sure! I likea that song. ‘Silurian The Sky Witha Diamonds.’”
The Doctor sighed heavily. “Well, no need to Beatle a dead horse.”
My friend George recently turned me on to this great quote from a book called “Illusions” by Richard Bach…
And he said unto them…
“If a man told God that he wanted most of all to help the suffering world, no matter the price to himself, and God answered and told him what he must do, should the man do as he is told?”
“Of course, Master!” cried the many.
“It should be pleasure for him to suffer the tortures of hell itself, should God ask it!”“No matter what those tortures, nor how difficult the task?”
“Honor to be hanged, glory to be nailed to a tree and burned, if so be that God has asked,” said they.
“And what would you do,” the Master said unto the multitude, “if God spoke directly to your face and said…
‘I command that you be happy in the world, as long as you live.’ What would you do then?”
And the multitude was silent, not a voice, not a sound was heard upon the hillsides, across the valleys where they stood.
Did manage to see Calamine Sunday night. They were awesome. Julie Stepanek really has an amazing voice, even in person, and even when the sound equipment is being temperamental. After that I hung around in the City for a bit, taking random trains, walking random blocks through random snow, just enjoying the place before catching a late train home.
No matter how many times I visit New York City, who if anyone I’m with, or how mundane the purpose of my trip, I can’t ever shake the feeling it gives me. I always feel like I belong there. Not in any social or cultural sense, mind.. it just feels intangibly right for me to be there. For most of my life I’ve lived an hour away from the place, I’ve visited often (nearly weekly on average I’d guess, rarely less than monthly) for various fun and boring reasons nearly half my life, by rights it should be mundane. When everyone else on the train is taking vague interest in a newspaper, talking to one another, using a phone, sleeping, or whatever, I still can’t look anywhere but out the window as I approach, and it feels like putting on the most comfortable, broken-in pair of old shoes imaginable.
I wouldn’t be surprised to live out there someday. It’s insanely expensive of course, but as the dangerous housing bubble here on Long Island is stretched to new levels of insanity every day that becomes less and less of an argument.
Speaking of travel, I had to say goodbye once again to Grey, who is heading back to Canada for a few months. Can’t say I blame her at all, but it does suck to know that it’ll be a long time before I see my best friend again.
A few weeks really isn’t much to go by, but as I see it this year, aided by the last few months of ‘05, is really forcing some major changes. Nothing unwelcome, but lots of thngs I’ve been putting off dealing with for a while. Apologies if I don’t seem as social or available as I usually do (whatever that means,) rather a lot is getting thrown my way these days.
Found via Kate Orman - Here is the transript of Bill O’Reilly being 0wned by David Letterman, who responds to him on the fabricated “Silent Night” and red & green controversies and pretty much calls him out, describing 60% of what he says as “crap.”
I did find it endlessly amusing that O’Reilly attempted to portray how “under attack” traditional and religious holiday greetings were by claiming to have had a nice “Winter Solstice,” given that Winter Solstice is precisely what people like me celebrate traditionally and religiously. I wonder if I can get a sound clip or video of O’Reilly’s special Pagan holiday greeting to use in an electronic card next Winter…
Bored? Listless? Out of ham? Here’s a survey for you to kill some time with. Posting your answers here in the dotnet blog is recommended so they don’t get eaten when feed mirrors expire.
Yoinked from the mighty Wolfgame.
1. name:
2. birthday:
3. place of residence:
4. what makes you happy:
5. what are you listening to now/have listened to last:
6. do you read my blog:
7. if you do, what is particularly good/bad about it:
8. an interesting fact about you:
9. are you in love/have a crush at the moment:
10. favorite place to be:
11. favorite lyric:
12. best time of the year:RECOMMEND
1. a film:
2. a book:
3. a band, a song and an album:PLUS
1. one thing you like about me:
2. two things you like about yourself:
3. put this in your blog so i can tell you what i think of you.
I’ve been doing much better today, but may stay in tomorrow to be on the safe side. As far as Fridays the 13th go, this has been a quiet one.
Theraflu tastes of dish soap and ammonia.
To all my pals at Shmoocon, up yours you spendy gits have a great time!
Am sick with something massively awful, feels like flu.
Felt fine last night when I fell asleep listening to this, only to have fuckoff horrible Dalek nightmares. I almost never get nnghtmares unless I’m sick. And I woke up and i had the flu feeling which was still sticking bits of nightmare in my brain, so I was completely wonky for like an hour and couldnt get out of bed. Called out of work, and it was really hard to not mention daleks to my boss’ voicemail. Yay self control even under hallucinations. Tried to get back to sleep. Had more damn nightmares.
Slept fitfully most of the day. Took temperature at 100.3F. My sisters showed up and gave me canned peaches, and the cats tried their best to make me not dead. Feel like I have to throw up but cnat.
Head cleared a bit, listened to the rest of the Dr who audio to let my mind wander. Head cleared a bit more, made this from something I think Grey said last night.
Then the csreen started vibrating or maybe it was my head. Tried to read LJ friends and the words wouldn’t stay still. Sorry peoples. Am typing this now without looking at screen,. hope it’s ok.
Last night I felt fine, saw “Casanova” movie with Grey and Renderman. It didn’;t suck. They went away to go the schmoocon today I think./
If I’m still sick Saturday I miss full moon with the coven. If I’m still sick sunday, I miss the Calamine concert. not to mention I cant afford to take time off work just now.
Need to get better My head needs to shut up please.
Gamer Song! Heaven knows I’ve been on both ends of this one, sometimes with the same person. (Linked via Lilibat)
Would any of my local readers like to go see Calamine with me in Brooklyn this Sunday night? It’s a free show at Pete’s Candy Store, more info here.
For those unfamiliar, Calamine are the ones behind the Sealab 2021 theme as well as other dreamy-type tunes, and this is their first show in approximately forever. I’ve always wanted to see them, and would really dig some company.
Please shoot me an email or a comment on the dot-net blog if interested.
Clunky has hacked himself the world’s greatest iPod case.
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