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It’s too quiet here.
Hey, I have a smashing idea. Let’s engage ourselves in snobbish dinner discussion.
The standing ovation has turned from a rare and special form of praise to a routine custom. Discuss.
I’ll fetch the Port.
Iggy was here a week ago for a free outdoor show and I totally missed him. I guess this will have to do instead:
Ode to Joy:
Habanera:
The Blue Danube Waltz:
Does this mean they’re back?
Let’s do a complete throw-away post, why not? Here are some music videos I like. Some popular, some obscure, some with good music, some with “meh” music, but all interesting to me for various reasons.
Be Mine: Robyn (Ocelot Mix)
Young Folks: Peter, Bjorn & John
Dame de Lotus: Émilie Simon
OK, this one is technically a fan video for Daft Punk’s Harder, Better, Faster Stronger, but I like it better than the official video because of the, uh… choreography.
And, though I wasn’t planning on going back this far, I somehow feel obligated. Take On Me: A-Ha
Edgar Allan Poe’s The Fall of the House of Usher is one of my top two favourite short stories of all time. I also very much like hot, athletic, shirtless men. But can someone explain to me how anyone was able to come up with a treatment that combines both and still call it Edgar Allan Poe’s House of Usher?
Poe’s story is about an ill man, living with his sister, also ill, that invites an old childhood friend to comfort him during his sickness. I won’t ruin the end, which is terrifying, but at no point do four young, hot, gay men make an appearance—either explicitly or in subtext.
And… “Many have arrived, few have survived?” What?
Don’t get me wrong, I like gay cinema as much as the next non-straight guy (except when it’s low-budget, pretentious, or a re-hash), but this is just silly.
Exercise while sitting down? It’s not impossible with the fantastic new Hawaii Chair!
Fantastic! But here’s the real reason for this post:
Digg had a story about a Donald Duck comic earlier today, and when I clicked on it, I got this instead. It’s the ending of Mortal Kombat 4 when you play as a character named Jax. I think it’s better somehow:
The Black Dragon Live On!
Update: Someone in the Digg comments was able to find the Donald Duck comic before the link mysteriously changed: Hook, Line, and Succor.
…the zombie way!
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