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Thursday, August 24, 2023

The Grammys!

This Friday, CBS presents the 408th Annual Grammys, celebrating the best in music for 2023-2024.



featuring performances by:


Howie Duskfeather!


The Podcasters!


Shawna Gettyimages!


The amateurish YouTube stylings of Atharv Arpalanawa!


A special reunion of the 90s grunge band GREST!


Musical puppeteer Donald Thoroughford!


Lil' DebE and the Swiss Rollz


Constipated Hank!


Professor In-Charge Stooo-Dent Debt!


The Felt Bulges!


The Meritocracy Sisters!


The WeQuitOurDayJobs!


Tuesday, October 12, 2021

Missed Connections at a Local Dog Park


The following Missed Connections were posted by dogs that visited the Bucks County Core Creek Dog Park in Langhorne, PA:

You: The cockapoo with the ball in your mouth
Me: The clearly aroused Irish Setter
Hey baby. If you noticed, I was panting but it wasn't because it was hot. It was because YOU are. Let's get together over a can of Alpo and see where the night takes us. ❤️

You: The mixed something-or-other by the chain link fence
Me: The half Beagle with the distinctive bark
Hello! I would like a play date with you sometime! You seem nice! I have no friends!



You: The Yorkshire Terrier with the striking "Emotional Support Animal" vest
Me: The dirty Dachshund with the one bent ear
Hi, Yorky! You obviously seem like a good soul, helping your owner deal with the crushing reality of life. Do you like chasing squirrels? Let's connect! You can bring your oversensitive owner!

Thursday, October 29, 2015

Give A Man A Pathmark And You Feed Him For A Day...










This wasn't misfiled- I just thought these two items were interesting together:





And my favorite of this batch:


Sweet potato!

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Bonus Video

Video: That Chinese CGI recreation of the Tiger Woods car accident that's all over the Internet.

Audio: My parents and J'Net discussing the Tiger Woods car accident from a previous entry.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

The EADJ Crappinema Presents: All The Kind Strangers


15 minutes into this one, I actually thought, "Man, this might be the best EADJ Crappinema movie yet!" But seeing how the others were so bad, that might not be saying a lot. Still, the story of a man held prisoner by a bunch of psycho hillbilly children is a fantastic premise. Fantastic. In fact, I think they're working on a Broadway musical based on that now.































Then in an attempt to show Peter pondering the fate of Stacy Keach and the woman, the filmmakers saw fit to follow him wandering through the woods with some terrible song playing like a bad 70's video. I took it upon myself to spice it up with a few lyrics of my own:



The following is verbatim dialogue from this scene:

Woman: Jimmy, Jimmy are you awake?

Stacy Keach: My car, my car is at the bottom of the creek! What happened?

Woman: John upset the boat. He did it as a prank. The other children pulled you out. They were swimming like fish.

Stacy Keach: I know what they swim like...(winces) my head.

Woman: Stay down.

Stacy Keach: They ran my new car right down to the bottom of the creek. And there was a red one there, and a blue one. And a green one.

Woman: Jim, they're gonna vote.

Stacy Keach: Vote?

Woman: On us. Whether to keep us as parents or not.

Stacy Keach: They're gonna vote on us? This is like a bad dream. This is like a joke!

Woman: If they vote no...

Stacy Keach: Look. You said there were others. They must have voted on them. That explains those cars at the bottom of the creek.

Woman: They like us. I know they do, and they'll vote yes. If they do, that'll give us the time to think of a way to get out of here!

Stacy Keach: Caroline, I'm not going to wait around to go on trial by a bunch of crazy kids! Would you mind getting me a pair of pants? I'm sure my size is in that closet.

EXEUNT










So what started out as a promising movie about redneck kids forcibly adopting two adults turns into some life lesson about personal responsibility or whatever. A fairly terribly movie overall. Stacy Keach's finest.