How Jack Black describes the D:

Actor, musician, and cult idol ascendant, Jack Black is known for both the characters he portrays on the screen and as one of the forces behind Tenacious D, a rock band/standup routine that Black has described as “a Smothers Brothers for the Dungeons and Dragons misfits set.”

That Jack Black. How far he’s come since Airborne. By the way, he was a shining star of supporting actor perfection in Airborne. Also, I first saw both Jack Black and Seth Green in that movie, two now-famous actors who are awesome, have two syllables to their full names, and last names that are colours. Plus, there were mad props to Gandhi, street hockey, and Edie McClurg. Note to the Academy: fuck you.

**Special update: The D supports Dio for America in his video. Caution, though, as it uses RealCrappyPlayer.

Clicking through my Amazon gold box, this option was presented to me. Curious, I found myself clicking. Now, no matter what else I click on, listed among my recommendations are all sorts of similar items. How ever will I explain this to my parole officer?

Czelticgirl, however, gets items both appropriate and daring. When she’s not getting recommended David Hasselhoff CDs.

Meanwhile, here are some things that will happen:

? I will install my G4 Macintosh at home with my KVM switch tonight.

? Hank “Henry” Rollins will speak to me in that way he does on Sunday night.

? My friend Bjorn will comment on this post.

? Email will arrive from my good friend elvira elbertine re: “not paris, but a donkey show…check it.” Despite a burning curiosity, I will refrain from opening it.

?”Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?” returns under the new format. Competitors chosen from the ranks by ABC producers will no longer answer trivia questions, but instead rely on their listening skills by raising their hands when Regis asks, “Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?” The number of winners is statistically similar to the original run.

? Tomorrow, I will have nothing at all amusing to post, so I’ll just steal something from Czelticgirl or BB to make my 4 entry weekly quota.

Things that won’t happen:

? World Peace

? Time Travel

? My new cube-neighbors will discover courtesy and start wearing headphones rather than splattering their popfeces all over the landscape.

Brilliance comes in many forms. With the virulent nature of the internet, we are lucky enough in this era to have access to it in large amounts. If we can be said to have short attention spans, then we can counter with pride that our brains are so inundated with humanity that we simply must shift our proverbial mental gears quickly in order to absorb as much data as possible. Ours is truly an age of information.

Hence, a gay penguin for president.

For, as the propaganda itself states, “Who could feel culturally threatened by a Gay Penguin?”

Beginning today, I’ll let you make up your own mind about how links open, by the by.

Buddha site celebrates UN status.

I suppose I will celebrate too.

It will fuel your ennui, perhaps, but it’s not so bad.

Also, if you ever need a cover letter, you know where to go.

You can thank Czelticgirl for always having the best links and then letting me steal them.

I finished another subsection of the site, clickable at the third image in the upper right navigation, or here. Any criticism is welcome in the comments on this entry, as well as any advice from css gurus who might know how to make a div flow to the bottom of the browser window, regardless of content. I’ve tried several variations of the height attribute to no avail.

So, click away. The content is still under revision.

This blog has a purpose yet undiscovered. Someday, however, I expect myself to put out high quality work through this medium. Or at least to make myself keep writing *anything* so that my limited education doesn’t go to waste.

I’d like to be remembered for little quips I have made throughout my life, but also as someone who created pieces of real quality. I would also like to be remembered as having very much enjoyed ice cream. Because the truth of that is undeniable and could serve as a constant in this ever-variable existence.

So, in France, a woman can marry a corpse. But in (most of) the U.S., two living people cannot get married if they are of the same sex. According to his own arguments, Bush would only be upset if the corpse had a vagina.

Is the president ready to make the distinction if a hermaphrodite wants to marry?

As far as I can tell, the French allowing a woman to marry her dead boyfriend (just in time to take advantage of that better-than-viagra rigor mortis) is easily the best argument I have heard for gay marriage. Then we can all laugh at the French on our televisions, then flip over to gay porn and wank each other off in our marriage beds, knowing where the *real* sickness lies.

Hey! Look at this!

Now, I’ve gotta go kill and eat my little brother before he realizes I’m not cool.