Faeries!

My wife woke up today and told me that she dreamed about faeries. In this dream, I was seeing them everywhere. I have always been afraid of faeries -- they are the heathen dead. She also dreamed that houses were blowing up all over town.

I saw a strange thing last night. I was in the dining room and was trying to adjust the action on my Les Paul and was frustrated that only a refret job will actualy fix my problems. Just then the entire house shook. It sounded like someone dropped a piano upstairs. I happened to look out the back window and saw a huge fireball 2,000 feet away. It must have been over 100 feet high and filled the night sky with light. I said to my wife "oh, you're going to have to see this."

Everyone will be talking about this because the entire town could feel that house exploding. Also, as we took our evening walk, we could confirm what our daughter had told us. She said that the parents of several friends jumped into their cars and drove to the scene. From the park, we could see that hundreds of cars were driving around that area over a period of one hour.

Back to faeries, I think I will listen to Ozzy sing about them wearing boots and such. (I really do not understand that song.) Pixies are good, faeries are bad. I really like the scene in Mr. Deeds Goes to Town when the old ladies from Mandrake Falls describe Gary Cooper as pixelated. I have started using that term more often.

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Meedley Meedley Meedley MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

If you are not familiar with the "meedley" reference, then check out Episode 36: Guitar from Strongbad Email...


...then, check out Chit San Maung, the burmese POSTER CHILD for meedley guitar playing. As the title states, he plays "All The Guitar Tricks Possible. (At the end, you can see the words Golden Peacock on the banner behind him.)

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MY 200 DOLLAR QUESTION PLEASE HELP ME!!

Some times, I like to read Google Answers, either looking for something or just browsing around.

I came across a real doosie, of a question and answer. It intrigues me that someone is so desperate for an answer to their question that they are willing to shell out serious money for it. Read what this nimcomtard asks
here. Basically, I think he met someone, but didn't remember it, but then when she called him he tried to get involved in her life and now she doesn't wan't anything to do with him... yada, yada, yada.

The best part is that the guy apparently pays for the first person to answer him with the cheesiest introduction: "I am not a therapist, but I am knowledgeable in matters of the heart and I am pleased to offer you my point of view." He even tipped him another $45!

If only Fairly had seen the question first. He would have earned the $245 with an even more creative answer... almost a Staircase Wit challenge.

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Bug your "Future Self"

If you are bored, why not go to this website (F u t u r e M e . o r g) and send yourself an email in the future...

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Treasure Island

King Kong was good. You can tell it was good because I was siding with Kong. In the 1970s version, I hated Kong and was glad when they finally killed him in the end. ...or, maybe I was just dumb.

I think it is time to make a remake of Treasure Island.

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Krazy

Have you seen the Intel Centrino commercial with Seal sitting on a woman's lap singing "Crazy"?

Is everyone else okay with this? It's just plain weird.

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Christmas

I haven't hung the outside lights yet. I really missed an opportunity right before Thanksgiving because now it is all cold and wet and stuff.

I see nothing wrong with writing Xmas for Christmas. It's not like people are going around saying "Merry Xmas" or anything. (Unless you watch Futurama.)

The kids asked not to hang the vast collection of ornaments this year. I think our tree will just have lights, and maybe candy canes or tinsel. If I would have asked for this 25 years ago, my mother would have flipped out.

So, now I can concentrate on making the outside of the house 1.3x more gaudy this year than last.

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Just remember...

Every time a balloon pops, a clown dies.

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Regular, Medium, and Large

I am pleased that Arby's has finally started to clear up their confusing menu. If you wanted a roast beef sandwich, would you have known the difference between a Regular, a Giant, a Junior, and a Super? Okay, the Junior was the smallest. And the Giant had tomatoes... or was that the Super.

I was at an Arby's in Platte City, Missouri yesterday. They now have three sizes: Regular, Medium, and Large. Okay, they are still losing points on the weird we-don't-have-a-size-that-says-small thing. But, at least you know which one has the most, or middle, or regular amounts of roast beef on them.

Yeah, that's about it. Don't blog for a week or two and then come back swinging about a fast-food menu...

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"jai alai fantasy league"

Some day, someone is going to search for a "jai alai fantasy league," and they will be brought here.

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