Have you noticed that some people seem to think they can justify anything, even the rudest or just plain stupidest behaviour, by saying "it was supposed to be funny" (and other variations, such as "I did it for the 'lulz'" and "it was humor")?
I always find myself wondering who misinformed them--don't you? It's so very obviously not true. I mean, I could go into someone's home and call him a string of expletives and epithets. Would saying "I did it for the 'lulz'" prevent me from being arr
I posted this earlier today elsewhere on BZ, but I think it should reach a larger audience. A surprising number of people on this web site do not seem to be well-informed about the topic and are prone to comparing others to things they apparently know nothing about. I hope to help educate people and remedy the problem with this brief summary.
I want to tell you all about the National Socialist German Workers Party, commonly known as the Nazi Party.
The Nazis were a specific political par
Well, it is not "obligatory" per se, but I figured it would be excellent to drum up more activity.
So hey, all of you! There's an contest going on in that best of forums, RPG, right now. Go check it out; feel free to enter, review, vote, or all of the preceding!
Imagine, Jimmy Stewart, Cary Grant, and Katherine Hepburn in a film together.
I'm watching that film right now.
It's The Philadelphia Story, and it is, as you'd assume, fantastic. The combination of a brilliant script and equally brilliant acting shines--event he minor characters are wonderful. It's funny, it's clever, it's smart. Sarcasm! Sweetness! Innuendo! Jimmy-freaking-Stewart! It's a film from a time when "romantic" comedies were also screwball comedies, and that's just part
"Defying Gravity" by Idina Menzel and Kristin Chenoweth
Composed by Stephen Schwartz
Something has changed within me
Something is not the same
I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game
Too late for second-guessing
Too late to go back to sleep
It's time to trust my instincts
Close my eyes and leap
It's time to try defying gravity
I think I'll try defying gravity
And you can't pull me down!
Can't I make you understand, you're having delusions of grandeur...?
WARNING: THIS ENTRY CONTAINS PHOTOGRAPHS OF ME OUT OF COSTUME. IT IS STRONGLY ADVISED THAT YOU TURN BACK NOW TO AVOID CORNEAL DAMAGE.
This past weekend was one of the most enjoyable ones of my life as yet. Thanks to the unending kindness of yon bossman, Admiral Six, I was given a chance to go to the Lego Collector's Party this year in New York City. What's more, I got to hang out with two of the coolest people on BZPower, Black Six and LehvakLah! Unfortunately their agents say I have to p
Yes, I've delayed too long; thank you kindly
You are just the proper person to remind me.
Come, you are off to join the other boarders
In the King's prison, according to his orders!
(...And the speech goes on for about two pages)
The affliction started with seemingly minor things. Pronouncing "charade" as "shuh-RAHD" rather than "shuh-RAYD." A "u" slipped in a word here or there, like "behaviour." I didn't even notice it at first.
But it grew progressively more prominent. I started thinking "armor" was a misspelling. The "u's" became more common. I started saying "eh"!
Clearly those dastardly Canadians like Toofee and Janman and Makaroo are taking control of my mind. They're turning me into A CANADIAN!
Why can't we all just get along?
Why can't we?
Seriously, why not? There's no reason not to.
I want to be happy and I want you to be happy. I don't want to fight with you and I hope you don't want to fight with me.
Let's all just have fun! It's really not hard at all! Why not be happy? Why not get along?
There's no reason for us to bicker and argue. Let's just have a good time!
These are the albums I have purchased this month.
Mozart 250: A Celebration is an excellent three-disc set collection of selections from Mozart's sublime work, from Don Giovanni to the Marriage of Figaro and beyond. I still need to go buy that album that had the complete Requiem Mass in D Minor that I saw in Best Buy, though.
I'm listening to this one, The Essential Beethoven, as I write this, incidentally. You know any two-disc album that kicks off with the fifth symphony is amazing
In the past few days I have purchased these two audio-related items and I adore them immensely already. The Logitech wireless headphones have (as one would assume) no wires and great sound quality: I heard notes and sounds and nuances I had never heard before listening to The Dark Side of the Moon with them--which is a feat when you consider the hundreds of times I've listened to that greatest of albums.
The Marshall micro-amp is pure love. Sure, it doesn't have as many tone controls as my
HOW TO COMPOSE AN EARLY BEATLES SONG: Choose three chords to repeat over and over. Let George do a 15-second solo if he's having a good day. Sing about love. HOW TO COMPOSE A LATE BEATLES PAUL MCCARTNEY SONG:Play a bunch of pretty chords on the piano. Let George do some guitar stuff in the background, but on low volume. Pretend your lyrics make sense. HOW TO COMPOSE A LATE BEATLES JOHN LENNON SONG:Make a slow or mid-tempo guitar piece. Let George do a 60-second solo if he's having a good day. Do
"We've entered as strangers....soon we have friends. And they come over and they sit with us, and they drink with us, and they talk to us. And they tell about the big, terrible things they've done, and the big, wonderful things they'll do...their hopes and their regrets, their loves and their hates...all very large, because nobody ever brings anything small into a bar. And then...I introduce them to Harvey. And he's bigger and grander than anything they offer me. And when they leave...they lea
Yes, I spilled orange juice on my laptop last night. The keyboard stopped working until it dried out. The touchpad still isn't working, but I never use that.
Some of the keys are sticking horribly now, so I'm going to have to see if I can afford a replacement.
I am annoyed.
Yesterday I displayed something of four-fisted action, the strip that went there and did it, the most LAWsomest thing of all. I also decided to adopt its pinnacle as my avatar and even bought 20x20 more pixels--they only cost a nickel, just like a certain something else.
Almost immediately, a bunch of other losers pulled the same thing. The copied me. You folks know I am the original. I am not someone who wants to copy others--I know and am comfortable with who I am (wh
Hey, you.
Pop quiz: in ten months, your scooter's broken. What do you do?
Do you see this? It's our new Customer Protection Racket program. Thirty dollars insures your purchase. And believe me, you're going to need all the help you can get. I once knew a little boy who bought a bike from here, and when he took it home to ride, a spoke skewered his skull. And it can happen to anybody. I'd hate for something to to happen to your kid on this.
Is that a threat? Pay the thirty bucks
This is the greatest BBCC poll ever made.
Click the link. Look at entry four. Then look at the title of the poll.
If you still do not get it, read my post in the topic.
If you still do not get it, you are Dead to Me.
Hey, Tufi. I've been up for sixteen hours 'n all now. I had that chow mein and those two bowls of apple jacks during the night. I didn't go to breakfast per se, but I found a box of granola bars and had one. Yes, a granola bar! Then I went to class 'n all until 11:20. I had a big lunch: some pizza, a loaded hamburger, fries, and cream of mushroom soup. And I've had about a litre (<--litre! You and Janman and Makky really are canadiafying me) of Mountain Dew between all this.
Now I'
A friend of mine complained about my lack of new entries here, something of which I am entirely guilty, so I'll pull a Ross-MacKenzie-style fill (which is not to say I am a fan of his editorials, actually; I would much rather see a Kathleen Parker of Leonard Pitts piece any day).
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The play was absolutely phenomenal. All four nights were of highest quality, even when the audience was sub-par. The entire cast did a fantastic job and the crew was flawless. Even the program was awesome-
There is only one bad thing about being an actor, and it is a nearly insufferable, agonizingly terrifying thing. This is the horrific torture device I call goop--known as "make-up" to some.
I do not understand how women can stand to put this stuff on their faces every day. It is literally frightening stuff; not only must the wearer deal with the incredible uncomfortable feeling of having slime all over his or her face, but he must also brave the horrible process of getting the stuff on in t
