Happy Video Game!

According to http://www.sploid.com/news/2006/03/bob_ross_the_vi.php Bob RossSploid, Bob Ross, the world-renowned landscape artist, will be immortalized in a Happy Happy Video Game! All the actual artists I know are nuts about this guy; he's their Madonna, their touchstone and talisman, if not their benchmark.

With his preternaturally calm manner, his love of nature and a perfectly round Afro, Ross taught the world to paint "happy little trees," "happy little clouds" and "pretty little mountains."

We are lucky enough to live an age where his influence on the art world need never end.

By Request

Viggo's black girlfriend is Josie D'Arby from some pathetic reality show of a few years ago; it's off nowadays. Latest completely unsubstantiated poop is that he was gonna marry his gay partner in London, as of two weeks ago; he did not. If you're really dying to know, he likes bossy women who know what they want and go home with strangers they meet in bars, so it doesn't actually rule many people out.

Except me. Ew! Not telling how I know that. Smart money says he's good at it, too.

As for the person who was searching for the Saskatchewan Lobster Recipe substitution, I am afraid I'm as clueless as you. But now, somewhat intrigued…

Geoffrey Chaucer hath a flamewar!

Chaucer Gower Flamewar Geoffrey Chaucer hath a flamewar as if you couldn't read the headline.

The boy knows how to get hits: I, myself, picked up a stalker on Perez Hilton's site this week and gained an extra 25% overnight!

On the other hand, fighting with dead people surely can't be as useful as live ones.

Everyone knows zombies don't use the Internet!

They're total Playstation whores!

Here is Gower's arrow; judge for yourselves if it hath drawn blude.

Myn Gentil Gefroi:
Ich am muchel wrothe at thy japes and hostyl wordes, yow seem overe eager to maken me seem a smale and pityeful man.
Whatte hath Ich wroght to maken mine self so displeysing to yow?
Johannes Gowere
ps. my liverie is bettere and ich do notte share it so freelye to harvest the gold of compleat strangeres.

O, pleye the martyr, Mayster Gower. 

May the beste manne winne!

What would George do?

Alas, not this George:

George StephanopoulosSigh. I was a charter member of the George Stephanopoulos Fan Club, a contributor to the Stephanopouletter and once actually spoke to him, the man himself, Icon for a Generation George Stephanopoulos at the Vancouver Summit. He was there representing the democratic ideals of good government, peace and justice; I was there representing Starbucks.

I said, "This is Kenya, that is decaf, and these are muffins."

Well, it was early. Maybe he couldn't tell. It was nasty of the Secret Service guy to laugh, though. Asshole.

So, not that George. The dumb one. Right in one:

Jesus, Democrat

Greatest Hits

Well it looks like Metro has taken a page from raincoaster's book and started seeding his blog with provocative, search-engine friendly words to boost his hits. And the little fucker has surpassed raincoaster, something which raincoaster will not forget quickly, yea though aeons should pass and the Earth be cleared off by the Great Old Ones and crumble to the dust which is the substance of the blind idiot god Azathoth, who bubbles and blasphemes at the centre of the universe forever, nope, raincoaster will hold that grudge. raincoaster knows this, for lo, raincoaster recieved six Thirteen! clickthroughs from that goddam post, indicating a hit count comfortably in the three figures at least.

raincoaster is not proud, but raincoaster is too proud to Paris Hilton Sex Tapeseed her blog with the words "naked pictures of Paris Hilton." Well, except to point out to the dear boy that he should also have used "nude pictures of Paris Hilton," "Paris Hilton naked," "Paris Hilton nekkid," "nude pix Paris Hilton," and, of course "Perez Hilton Naked!"

Also, spurn not the Porn tag. She is your friend.