A long time ago, in the Bronze Age, there was a Leprechaun called Leafy Higginbottom. Like most Leprechauns he was a German who immigrated to Ireland and was transformed into a magic little gnome guy by the Evil Wizard Blargh and was forced to live in a Leprechaun internment camp. Unlike most Leprechauns, Leafy had […]
As I write this I am just starting to watch the first episode of the latest season of QI. And last weekend began the latest season of the Venture Brothers. All in all television is really pulling its weight right now. I am quite pleased.
Haiku!
Big bears bit Bob Burns.
But Bob Burns bit bears back.
Top of the food chain!
Might as well mention some other television news while I’m on the topic: The latest season of Futurama is either going on now or just ended and either way I have found it relatively weak compared to the Golden Days of Futurama. Louie C.K.’s latest show, appropriately called “Louie” has been painfully funny. I guess that’s pretty much it for shows I’m watching at the moment… But it still enough that those who say television is a wasteland are proven wrong.
This here is my least favorite of the Canadian Heritage Minute things. That last line is just so stilted and unnatural that it sucks any joy from me that might have been gained from Canada’s helping the world get its human rights on. I mean, I understand that they are trying to stress that John Humphrey is Canadian, but the way the lady said “Isn’t that the CANADIAN who actually wrote the declaration of human rights?” just makes me cringe. People don’t talk like that. Realistically she’d say “Say, isn’t that the guy who wrote the declaration of human rights?” specifying his nationality makes it sound like she’s impressed a Canadian can write anything at all. It’s like “Isn’t that the gorilla who can do sign language?” or “Isn’t that the bear that can ride a bicycle?”
And the best thing about these little pieces of propaganda is the lines that get stuck in your brain and you carry them with you throughout the rest of your life. That line is the only one in this Minute that fulfills that requirement and it sucks. Poor John P. Humphrey.
Anyway, for that reason this Canadian Heritage Minute gets only One out of Six Pieces of PDR’s Reviewing System Cake. That is all.
Okay, I just spent like an hour looking for a Kurt Vonnegut quote I remembered in part, but didn’t know which book it was in. Now that I’ve finally got it, I’m going to put it up here just so the next time I want to remember it I can find it more easily:
“When a child, and not watching comedians on film or listening to the radio, I used to spend a lot of time rolling around on rugs with uncritically affectionate dogs we had.
And I still do that. The dogs become tired and confused and embarrassed long before I do. I could go on forever.
Hi ho.”
–Kurt Vonnegut, Slapstick or Lonesome No More!
Okay, so yesterday while I was waiting for my ride to work I noticed this little fly. Smaller than a housefly, bigger than a fruit fly, not a mosquito, I don’t know what he was. He was doing his thing where he flies around but then headed directly towards a nearby spider’s web. But he did not get caught in that web. He smacked Directly Into The Spider and then flew away. I don’t know if he was some sort of idiot or thrill seeker, but I’m casting my vote that that fly is the coolest fly of yesterday. All good?
