In an article entitled, I’m not kidding, “Brad Pitt a Wedgie Jokester On Set,” the Associated Press had this enlightening piece of information:

In an interview in Entertainment Weekly’s Oct. 30 issue, the 42-year-old actor says he amused himself and his colleagues by yanking up his pants to give himself a wedgie, sticking out his rear and waddling about like a duck. “Throughout the movie, I’d walk around like this,” he says.

Can you imagine anything more annoying than watching Brad Pitt walk around with his underwear stuck up his ass, trying to be cute? I bet everyone in the crew was like, “Here comes Pitt with that retarded duck bullshit again. If I wasn’t contractually obligated to pretend he’s amusing, I’d punch him in the choppers.”

I just had to add another post, because the post below this cut off my head just above the eyes, and I couldn’t handle staring at my giant, balding forehead every time I opened up my page.

I got some new glasses and a new haircut. I really don’t like getting my haircut. I would rather go to the dentist. I hate sitting in a chair and having to talk to someone to whom I have nothing to say. But, it is sometimes worth it, because now I have a fresh new haircut. I am trying to look like the father from a 50s sitcom. A father who knew quite a bit, and perhaps . . . best.

I don’t know what the Hell the Foundation for Global Community is, but my brother the wombat speaks the truth.

(Thanks to Tom Tomorrow.)

One of the reasons why I can’t get anything done during the day is because I can get sucked into reading pretty much anything on the web. Last night I rented the movie Monster House. I really enjoyed it. It had a lot of adult humor, but not in that Shrek sort of way where you feel like they’re trying a little too hard . . . it was a smart script for a movie that just happened to be animated.

Anyway, I went to Rotten Tomatoes today to see what critics had to say about it, and I started reading the comments on the bulletin board. There are few things more hilarious than people getting into arguments on bulletin boards, particularly when the subject is something as inane as Monster House. The conversation starts with a fairly innocuous, if grammatically-challenged comment from a concerned citizen we know only as AJ97:

alot of parents are complaining about how bad this movie is because it scares their children…… whatever (more…)

Okay, don’t ask me what I was doing on the Dilbert blog, but this is a pretty fascinating story. The dude who created Dilbert lost his voice 18 months ago. He spoke totally normally his entire life, and then boom, he lost his voice.

As regular readers of my blog know, I lost my voice about 18 months ago. Permanently. It’s something exotic called Spasmodic Dysphonia. Essentially a part of the brain that controls speech just shuts down in some people, usually after you strain your voice during a bout with allergies (in my case) or some other sort of normal laryngitis. It happens to people in my age bracket.

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This is an AP headline from today. I love that this is considered news:

Bush Says He’s Concerned About Iraq

Camp Lo’s Uptown Saturday Night is one of those albums that I still return to and it still sounds as fresh as it did when it was released. When it came out, I remember the mall kids going totally crazy for it. I was hesitant . . . when you’re seeing a bunch of fourteen year old kids going mad for an album, it’s hard to be like, “I have got to pick up that one,” even when you’re buying music at a tasty discount. But, the more I heard it, the more I knew that it was undeniably great, so I shook off the opinions of my roommates and the mall tweens and came out as a Camp Lo fan. It was very cathartic.

After Uptown came out, though, they got caught up in record label politics and disappeared for five years. And I mean disappeared . . . it was as though they’d never existed. The information I could find was filled with inaccuracies . . . somehow the word got out that they were British, even though they were from the Bronx.

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From my friend Matt, this is pretty hilarious:

Godwin’s Law (also Godwin’s Rule of Nazi Analogies) is a mainstay of Internet culture, an adage formulated by Mike Godwin in 1990. It is particularly concerned with logical fallacies such as reductio ad Hitlerum, wherein an idea is unduly dismissed or rejected on grounds of being associated with persons generally considered “evil”.

The law states:

“As online discussion grows longer, the probability of a comparison involving Nazis or Hitler approaches one.”

I don’t feel good about hanging out on corporate websites either, but chances are slim you have anything better to do.

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