Fun Would Be Good

So, I've got a big, free weekend coming up. Help me fill it! Who has ideas?



And please, people other than Andrew "Thirty Bands a Night or Your Money Back" Patton chime in.

Uh oh. I bet I hurt the big guy's feelings. Here ya go, pal. Just for you.



See? It's Dan Blocker and a wacky car!

I bet Cody feels left out now, what with him being stuck in Stillwater or wherever he lives.



Look, Cody! It's the Clique, wishing you a happy Thursday! Hooray!

Alright, so my first pleading remains. Let's do something!

Mesmerizing

I really don't have much for tonight. I'll post See No Evil thoughts some time tomorrow, but I figured I should do something since I'm online, so here it is. Enjoy.

See No Update!

The target time for See No Evil is 7:10, the location being the Lennox. Now that we've got it narrowed, let's see some RSVPs.

And here is a candid shot of The Rock and Buffy the Vampire Slayer from their upcoming Southland Tales, just for the Hell of it.


Just think about the body Rock had in 1999 and 2000 compared to now.

Let's hear 'em

Get your excuses ready to go, because this week... EVIL GETS RAW~!

That's right, folks. Friday, May 19th, I'm going to see the god damn Kane movie, and if I'm not rollin' deep, ain't NONE of y'all friends of mine. Who's in?

Posse

I just watched the Veronica Mars finale, and let me say this; if the CW Network doesn't pick up Season 3 for the fall schedule, I will rob as many banks as it takes to fund another 22 episodes. My GOD what a great show, and what a spectacular finale.

Oh, and I FUCKING CALLED THE BUS CRASH PERPETRATOR!!!!!

I won't say it here in case someone hasn't watched the episode yet, but I feel vindicated.

It's Been a Few Days; Obligatory Blog Entry

Seriously, I signed a deal with Blogger. $75,000 one year downside guarantee, but I have to post at least once every four days. And I also have to endorse Nerf Footballs.


That's right, gentle reader. Only Nerf brand footballs allow uncoordinated players to catch with their face, time and time again, with no reprecussions. Unless you play on a rainy day. Then you're fucked, because these things triple their weight at least when wet.

I feel that I'm getting the worse end of the deal.

You know what month it is? It's May. And that means it's SEASON FINALE TIME!!!!!!

Scrubs is still killin' shit in its fifth year on the air, and tomorrow's show will hopefully not end up being the last episode ever. Comedy is the one thing NBC is doing right recently, and it'd be a shame to see one of the great Cerberus of Laughter's mighty heads be cut off. Along with The Office and My Name is Earl, Scrubs is the only real reason to watch NBC at all anymore. They seem to have finally figured out that the sitcom is dead, so they're ahead of the rest of the major networks on that curve. Fuck you, Yes, Dear.

Also of major interest is tomorrow night's Season 2 finale of Veronica Mars, as we finally get this bus crash business wrapped up. My money's on Beaver; what y'all got?

I'm gonna get movin' here, but... hang on.

My corporate masters have just informed me of a new sponsor, so let offer a hearty Blog That Wouldn't Die welcome to... really? Um... okay.


ZOMBIES!!!!!!!

Now that's a product I can get behind. Till next time, folks. I'm outtie 5000.

Cinco De Quatro!

Ya heard? It's Cinco De Quatro, muhfuhckuhs! Don't feel too bad if you didn't know about it. I didn't until last year, when Davekwon called me and Andrew up and invited us to a mysterious Cinco De Quatro party. We got to the crib, and I think we ended up watching Dirty Work or something. It was quite the little deal. I wanted to enlist Norm McDonald to get revenge on Dave after that, believe me. I did draw a sketch of my POV from off in the corner, though.



Look at those maroons.

Enough Cinco De Quatro. I've got limited time to finish up this entry, and a few more things to get to.

ITEM! South Park seems to have its growing pains out of its system, or whatever the heck that abominable Oprah episode was supposed to be. Last week, with Al Gore and the fake treasure was pretty decent, and this week, finally, was a certified grand slam episode. Altered States jokes ALWAYS work.

Zacarias Moussaoui has been reccomended for life imprisonment by the jury on his trial. Thank God. He's been crowing about martyrdom so much, maybe this will piss him off. Fuckin' patsy. Of course, even in a cell 23 hours a day, I still imagine he won't last too long in prison. Some dude with nothing to lose will shank him in short order. I hope he has to hang on, though. I hope he spends the next fifty years feeling himself rot away every second. Official sentencing is set for today. He should also be forced to shave so I don't think of Chi McBride every time I look at his face.