Anyone who liked Toad the Wet Sprocket, Nickel Creek, etc. New "super" group consisting of Glen Phillips, Sean and Sara Watkins, Luke Bulla, Benmont Tench (piano for Tom Petty), Pete Thomas (drums for Elvis Costello), Greg Leisz (steel guitar god), and Davey Faragher.

http://www.wpamusic.com/Works_Progress_Administraton/Welcome.html

Great stuff. Can't wait for them to drop an album.

And my crush on Sara Watkins gets deeper by the day.

Nice knowing you westerners

I'll be in the bunker.

Time to recall all of the maritime navigational charts and write "HERE THERE BE PIRATES" next to Somalia/east coast of Africa. Might have to add "seriously - we're not kidding. Pirates." since ship captains can't seem to understand that these days.

Things I don't give a shit about:

Twilight
True Blood
Vampires in general (emo fucks)
Ford trucks
0% car financing
Fast food
Sarah Palin
The monument to terrible writing that is Heroes
Celebrities
Celebrity opinions
Sarah Palin's celebrity opinions

It's too early for this shit.

Quick recommendations for folks looking for a movie to watch, all available on Netflix instant:

Cashback
The Rage in Placid Lake
Primer
Groundhog Day (of course)
I'm Reed Fish

Oops, time to go to work.

So Fark.com is having a discussion which begins with "if you could erase five bands from history ...."

I had to think about it. I'm going with:

Blink 182 (ten years later and every new band *still* sounds like these fuckers)
The Bee Gees (obvious reasons)
Guns N Roses (fuck it, I hate 'em)
The Beastie Boys (I know, blasphemous, but their voices and background music grate on me after a while)

I had problems thinking of a fifth. I could go with something simple like "Britney Spears" or "nickelback", but I'm actually leaning towards The Jackson Five right now. Gasp. But Michael Jackson! Thriller! Noooooooes! But goddamn that family is just frightening and I'm willing to lose Thriller to keep them off of my TV for my entire life.

The problem with kids today is no work ethic. Start 'em early:

Baby mop

Also, if you haven't seen this yet, you need to:



Haven't laughed so hard in the morning in a long time.

These are not the hammer.

UK's Missing Top Model

Fucking check please.

Moe
Larry
Curly
Shemp
Abbot
Costello
Benny
Martin
Hicks
Pryor
Dangerfield
Carlin

There's nothing old school funny left in the world. That was the last of my comedy influences. Good night, funny man.

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-7068677712290004125

A new mattress has been secured. Perhaps one day soon I will stop crawling out of bed feeling like someone kicked the shit out of me while I slept tossed and turned.

Anyways, yeah. Tornados, earthquakes, cyclones, military juntas, more bombings, gas prices, devaluation of the dollar, looming economic collapse, young black presidents, old white presidents, cats and dogs living together.

Now that that's out of the way, question for you:

What is the funniest thing that's ever been professionally committed to film? I'm not talking about the train wreck with clowns that is the life of celebrities. I'm talking about genuinely laugh-out-loud funny. And I do mean of ALL TIME. Not just "Dane Cook makes me laffo he so funny any movie hes in is hilaryous hurr hurr hurr".

Something that's made you laugh every single time you've seen it.

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Sign up. PM ccoldsmoke. You can become the next superstar for the Virginia Hustlers. Play under the lights of Minnesota Fats Memorial Stadium. Tell your friends. Right now I have a team full of CPU controlled players and I'd like to get rid of all of them.

It rained today. 29th year in a row.

Million dolla strong.

So yesterday, I'm driving back to work from lunch hour. I've been doing this drive practically every day for six months. I could probably do it blind folded, driving backwards, down the back roads. I've seen every type of animal roadkill on these streets. I've seen mullets driving flat-bed *cars*. I'm pretty sure I've seen at least one case of roadhead. Nothing could give me pause on my way back to my boring ass job. Just another day in the life.

Until yesterday.

I made a turn onto a street with a 45 mph speed limit. I'm cruising along. I come up behind a pickup truck that's going a little slow, so I swing out into the next lane to continue my journey into daily oblivion. I'm about even with the pick-up's rear tire. Something flops down on the hood of my car and slides off. Naturally, I'm like "Dub.Tee.Eff?" so I slow down. Something flops down in front of my car and I run it over. Whatever it was, it didn't even register as a bump in the road.

So I slow down further until the truck is a car length ahead of me. My eyes finally register what the fuck is assaulting my car.

Bread.... There are hundreds of loaves of bread piled up in the back of this guy's pickup. The kind of generic bread you'd pick up off the shelf in a grocery store. And the speed of the truck and the crosswind is catching the bags of bread just right as to blow them off the truck. So as I speed up to pass him and consequently run over another unfortunate bag of Wonder bread, I can't help but question my purpose in life.

There are many paths in this world. Some lead to death, some lead to true love, some lead to money, some lead to fame, some lead to a standard, mediocre existence.

My path puts me directly behind the guy that thought it would be a great idea to toss a bunch of bread in the back of his truck and take a drive. Manifest destiny.