This one’s a real eye-ripper, straight from the folks at Fishbowl NY. Blame them, although I think the titles are straight outta CondeNasty.
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This one’s a real eye-ripper, straight from the folks at Fishbowl NY. Blame them, although I think the titles are straight outta CondeNasty.
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A brief refresher before we begin.
You all remember Brian Atene, bad audition posterboy and internet laughingstock for the video he made to convince Stanley Kubrick (CUE-brick) to give him the lead in Full Metal Jacket. Naturally, in a smarmy culture where everyone’s a comedian, it wasn’t long before someone made a series of viciously amusing Brian Atene: the Chubby Years videos to bring us up to speed on our hero.
What separates Brian Atene from David Hasselhoff? One thing, ladies and gentlemen: staying power. If David Hasselhoff were an internet laughingstock, you can bet your sweet bippy that it would be David Hasselhoff and nobody else who would make the mocking “where are they now” video, and he’d be up until the wee hours, uploading that puppy to YouTube and, for all I know, favoriting it under eight hundred different usernames.
Brian Atene is no David Hasselhoff.
But Denny Blazin Hazen is.
Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to present Denny Blaze, circa 1986. Don’t laugh: you wore those ridiculous pants too, didn’t you?
It’s okay. Breathe. Breathe. Nobody’s going to make you mousse your mullet if you don’t want to. Just relax.
Now see what Denny Blaze has done in response to that video’s 546,401 views, 326 comments, and 1083 times favorited.
He’s owned it.
I am now solidly on Team Average Homeboy! Bonus points that he’s kept in shape, too. Looks better than generational icon and sex scandaliste Rob Lowe, who’s starting to get that Keef look around the eyes, and for good reason from what I hear.
Seriously, I need the help.
Ever since WordPress switched my URL from raincoaster.wordpress.com to raincoaster.com my hits have walked right off a cliff and straight down a deep well (momentary buoyance provided by Brian Atene and Even Stevphens notwithstanding). I don’t know why this is: have I suddenly become dull? Have I stopped posting? Hell to the no!
So I’m going to assume it has something to do with the links. When in doubt, blame the technology.
If those of you who’ve put me in your blogroll could switch it over to raincoaster.com instead, you’d be doing me a favour. And in the future, please use the current raincoaster.com URLs. No sense racing a dead horse, even if it outranks the live one.
While I do get a modest thrill of learning that I’ve gone up 900,000 places on Technorati since the start of this changeover, I still have another 100,000 places to go to regain my ground, and that means another 75 links, minimum. Sigh.
Back to looking for more damn Narnia porn.
I swear to god I tried to post this days ago; musta been one of those times the computer blew up. I dunno why it likes to do that; I generally don’t work with more than fifteen or so IE windows open at a time, well, plus MSN Messenger and maybe some music downloading. Fussy machine!
Anyway, here are is the Halloween greeting from the divine and horrible Cthulhu, the very essence of all that is repulsive and unutterable, who waits, dreaming, in his great house in R’lyeh. Prepare yourselves, mortals!

In a nod to the most glorious traditions of musical theatre, producers in Australia have commissioned a tour de farce guaranteed to land on front pages around the world on opening night.
The draw?
Crikey.
