Company motto

After this morning, I think the office that I work at needs a new motto:

"I picked the wrong day to quit smoking."
"I picked the wrong day to quit drinking.
"I picked the wrong day to quit sniffing glue."

--Lloyd Bridges, Airplane!

(large :))

Stuff that I wonder about

After reading Jordan's post, I wonder why everyone likes to sit in the same seat at church. That's something that I notice too. I always sit in the same seat.

Torgo lives!

The El Paso Times interviews an actor in the immortally bad film Manos: The Hands of Fate. The story notes that the intereviewee is one of the few actors in the 1966 film who hasn't left town or died.

What I find suprising is that some Canadian college filmmakers have made a documentary, Hotel Torgo about Manos: The Hands of Fate. You wanna bet that the documentary got Canada Council funding?

Ed Wood was Turkish?

Here's a review of the Turkish remake of The Wizard of Oz, which bad movie fans think must be the worst movie ever made.

Another appraisal notes that

Speaking of music, "The Turkish Wizard of Oz" abruptly breaks into clumsy song-and-dance numbers which are not helped by the obvious lack of singing and dancing talent among the cast...

But the definitive word online on this cinematic turkey belongs to Seanbaby, I would say.

Gentrification and kitty litter

A cat has a very thoughful post on the inability of anybody who hasn't won a lottery to buy a house in Vancouver.

It's a serious issue, which spills over into other aspects of life. At my old church, for example, the young middle class marrieds who would be the future pillars of the church all moved out to Surrey, Maple Ridge and the Fraser Valley. No affordable properties in Vancouver.

You lose a stroke if you hit a polar bear

There's a fellow in Nunavut writing the weblog Tundra Golf. It reports his adavtures playing golf on the muskeg of the Arctic.

I'm not sure that he is serious, but the idea is certainly amusing.

"Why Not Use a Tractor?" and other Canadian films

Yesterday's Vancouver Sun has an interesting story on a new Library and Archives Canada project. Their Virtual Silver Screen website allows internet browsers to watch 25 silent Canadian film shorts, dating from 1903 to 1940, online.

The archivists thought that these films (which include footage of Canadian troops at Vimy Ridge, a film on Ontario farming made in 1917, and a 1918 travelogue about Banff and Lake Louise) might be interesting to a wide audience. The story notes that they hope to put more films online as resources become available.

The website is here. Enjoy.

Ladies with hats

Boy, I am glad that my grandmother doesn't like hats after seeing this picture.

:)

[Scratching my head and looking at screen with head half-tilted]

I'm wondering why a blog titled European Vacations has information on a trip to Vancouver B.C., which is in Canada.

"They love to play and to fight, and their angry noises cause them to resemble querulous French Canadians...."

Kevin unwinds with a tribute to the ducks in his local parks.

I can empathize. On one of my days off, I try to make sure to go somewhere where I will get some peace and quiet. Or at least a mental break.

Judith Reisman, call your office

Cecil Adams writes in his latest column that Alfred Kinsey was basically making things up when he tried to explain the origin of the term "missionary position".

The news that Kinsey was yet again economical with the truth, to say the very least, will not be news to one of his critics, I am sure.

Did she say "In canis corpore transmuto" before she was transmogrified?

There's a rumour circulating the Muslim world that a girl who threw a Koran at her mom was changed into a dog.

Thanks to Kathy.

In the Land of the Looosst!

Some people write cool posts about The Land of the Lost. I, on the other hand, own a Land of the Lost video. (BTW, the story editor for the Land of the Lost was David Gerrold, who wrote The Trouble with Tribbles.)

Could I be any more of a nerd? Probably, if I set my mind to it. ( :) )

"Dr. Shrinker! Dr. Shrinker! He's a mad man with an evil miiiind...."

Whistle while you work

[Well, this was the original 2 1/2 year old template. Perhaps this will do some good.}

Oops!

While doing some blog housecleaning, I messed up my old template. Please be patient for a little while, while I get everything back to normal.

(I could do without this shade of orange, but I think this look might be okay.)

All creatures dim and dull

This old post shows that in the service industry, you
get what you pay for.

Top ten signs that you might be at a Christian show

I've just read an amusing post from blogger Dianna. I hope that she doesn't mind me quoting from it:

TOP TEN SIGNS YOU MIGHT BE AT A CHRISTIAN SHOW

10) When it comes time to wave lighters, nobody has one.

9) No visible boobies.

8) You think you spotted a person carrying a six-pack...of Pepsi.

7) Instead of cussing, you hear people speaking in tongues.

6) Your fellow concert-goer knows the songs because she heard them in church.

5) There are middle-aged moms getting into the concert with more vim and vigor than you.

4) You recognize two of the guys in the opening band from Bible Camp.

3) All of the hot guys are sportin' wedding rings -- even among the under 20 crowd.

2) When someone steps on your toe in the mosh pit, they apologize...and then offer to pray for you.

1) One word: flaggers.

[I wonder if Dianna means road traffic control people in entry number one. Now that I deal with construction workers every day, that's what "flaggers" means to me...:)

I think that she means worhsippers who carry bug coloured flags to the front and dance around. It would be bizarrely funny the way that I first read it.

"Okay, the flagger is waving the moshers to the front of the hall. Her stop sign says "Go". Oh no, the lady with the flags is ignoring the flagger. Her flag is hitting the moshers..."]


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