August 23, 2002
TV for recovering Catholics ...
After persistent recommendations by my Mad Pig brother, I decided to tell Tivo to fetch me a few episodes of Father Ted on BBC America. I'm hooked. Great show that takes aim at everything. I've now set up a season pass on Tivo (that's a feature that records all episodes of a given show, regardless of what time they air). If you like British comedy, give Father Ted a shot.
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August 20, 2002
Ugly babies on parade ...
Conan O'Brien's site has a cool feature called "If they Mated," which predicts the results of certain celebrity pairings. Sometimes funny. Sometimes terrifying. Always cause for concern.
http://www.nbc.com/nbc/Late_Night_with_Conan_O'Brien/iftheymated/
Posted by Bob Benz at 12:36 PM | Comments (0)
August 18, 2002
The body speaks ...
"(I)t isn't the government's job to mandate patriotism. To me, mandating a pledge of allegiance to a government is something Saddam Hussein would do."
-- Jesse Ventura, quoted in New York Times Magazine (8/18/02)
The interview is packed with several other Jesse gems. Gotta love the guy's willingness to speak his mind.
Posted by Bob Benz at 5:54 PM | Comments (0)
August 15, 2002
Just when you think science can't get any cooler ...
"Scientists make mice grow sperm for other species"
Headline of a story in the Seattle Times, which includes this incredible closing paragraph:
And, he said, since the mice have to be immune compromised, it won't be easy to transfer this technology to humans. "You can't just take an animal or a person and make them a farm for your testicles."
I'm thinking Marlon Brando needs to be running this testicle farm, a la "The Island of Dr. Moreau." Or maybe more the South Park take on that.
Posted by Bob Benz at 1:16 PM | Comments (0)
August 9, 2002
Roadside wildlife in rustic Hardin Valley ...
I was driving through the Rape of Hardin Valley this morning on my way to work (the state has decided this rustic road needs to be four lanes), and I saw the oddest site: There, among the dust and commotion of yellow bulldozers scratching the earth like pumped up canaries on steroids, a rotund JimBob wearing bib overalls and a buzzcut was flapping his arms like a giant chicken. He was following a wiry little fella who clearly wasn’t impressed with the barnyard display. Just as I passed, the redneck chicken turned away, flashing a crazy grin, and clucked something that was lost in the din and dust of construction.
Posted by Bob Benz at 8:51 AM | Comments (0)
August 6, 2002
Another reason to love New Orleans ...
Our TV was zapped by lightning recently, so I went two or three weeks with no tube. The whole time, my faithful Tivo was churning away, filling up its 120 hour hard drive with cool stuff, including multiple episodes of "Insomniac with Dave Attell." One of the episodes, where Dave runs amok in New Orleans, includes this 5 a.m. gem:
"See, even at this hour there's still plenty of characters on Bourbon Street. The vampire. The little drunk girl. The stripper with one tooth. All we need is a midget and we got ourselves a porno movie."
Yup, that's the New Orleans I know and love ...
Posted by Bob Benz at 6:15 PM | Comments (0)
August 5, 2002
Prince of Darkness comes through ...
Apparently, there should have been a 10th miner trapped in that shaft in Pennsylvania. But he took the day off to attend Ozzfest. Talk about irony. Does this mean Satan Saves?
"I have to thank Ozzy and [his] family, because if the events in their life weren't going on, my events would have been a lot different."
-- Roger Shaffer Jr., 22, quoted in the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette
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