The Landlord

Will Ferrell and a small child (I presume his?) in “The Landlord.”

Interestingly enough, this “viral video” that “everyone has already heard about” is something I read about this afternoon in that dinosaur blog technology, the newspaper.

Rolling Stone and “The Dark Side of Oz”

I forgot the book I was planning on reading while at the gym, so I instead picked up a recent (current?) copy of Rolling Stone and thumbed through it while on the elliptical trainer.  Kinda fun to browse Rolling Stone about two or three times a year.

Anyway, there was a piece in there about Pink Floyd (I didn’t finish it, but it was a sort of “history of” kind of thing) and they mentioned a link on the web to infamous “Dark Side of Oz/Dark Side of the Rainbow” thing.   Basically, if you watch  The Wizard of Oz while listening to the Pink Floyd album “The Dark Side of the Moon,” you get this weird effect of things synching up.  I remember one time in Oregon, we tried this with some friends out there (sober, more less too), and I thought it was bullshit.

Well, I still do think it’s kinda stupid.  Still, these “mashups” on the Rolling Stone web site are kind of interesting.

Is it the caffine or the withdrawal?

From BBC News comes “Coffee ‘no boost in the morning.'” From the article:

Those who swear by their morning caffeine fix say it wakes them up, and if they missed out they would feel sluggish and unable to get on with their day.

But the Bristol researchers, who carried out a review of previous studies into the effects of caffeine, say all the drink does is counteract the mild caffeine withdrawal symptoms people are experiencing because they have gone without the stimulant overnight.

First off, I don’t think I buy this. But second, who the hell cares? If coffee is my morning methadone, so be it.

Hmm… coffee….

Who knew there were instructions?

Here’s a handy four step and simple follow set of illustrated instructions for how to properly move your bowels. Ah, the things you find on the internets….

How to take a dump.

And who knew you need a foot rest?

A fine Mardi Gras festival!

We had a lovely Mardi Gras party last night over here. This is a new thing for us, but I can see it becoming a regular thing for us. Mardi Gras has all the elements that both Annette and I enjoy: cheap jewelry, bright colors, masks, quasi-pagan/religious rituals, great music, and fine food and drinks.

There’s a set of photos on my Flickr account; a few highlights:

  • We had Jambalaya and Muffaletta sandwiches and Annette’s mom’s famous stuffed jalapeno peppers and a whole bunch of other stuff. Darn good eats.
  • Oh, I also made a King Cake. Ours had a Chuck E. Cheese coin in it, which I thought was a nice touch. Congrats to Michelle on being named queen of the party for finding the coin!
  • I thought we had a nice sized crowd– about 23 or 25 or so– and a nice mix of folks from work, from the neighborhood, and more or less friends of friends. Oh, and we even had some live music from Gerry and Jim on guitars. They wouldn’t play “Freebird,” though.
  • The kiddies seemed to have fun too, and no one got an eye poked out. Though Will did get hit upside the head with a wooden sword.

In the left behind category of things: we discovered this morning that one party goer left behind the bag of leftover muffaletta sandwiches on the bench by the front door. Imagine the disappointment! Also, someone left behind a scarf that looks like this:
Missing scarf?

And now, it’s time to engage in some lent-like behavior. Back on the diet….