Operation Global Media Domination: The Day Off

Ladies, Gentlemen, and Undecideds: I regret to announce that I'm taking the day off sick. Yep, that's right: not blogging today.

So you know I'm sick.

Ronrey Rife

According to Team America World Police's secret spycam footage, Kim Jong Il is a very ronrey boy. Heading a country of 22 million people, 21.999999 million of whom detest and fear one, must indeed greatly interfere with developing a well-rounded social life.

A commentor on Guido Fawkes' blog notes, however, that Kim's MySpace profile lists 1127 more friends than Dave Cameron's. Boris Johnson is doing rather better, with 533 friends, starting with Thatcher and including some surprising additions.

I note with a measure of patriotic pride that Pierre Trudeau has 1571 friends, beating them all into the dust, despite having been dead for several years. You never lose it, I guess.

"Reason over Passion" that's my motto — It carried me through 16 years as Prime Minister of Canada (from 1968 to 1979 and 1980 to 1984). My Prime Ministership saw Canada become a nation that upholds the values of multiculturalism and billingualism. I brought the constitution back to Canada (so we no longer had to go begging to Britain to amend it) and I brought the the Charter of Rights and Freedoms! What can I say, I was a great Prime Minister – too bad they didn't name the mountain after me but at least I have an airport! And what other Prime Minister chilled with Paul McCartney and Yoko Ono, dated Barbara Striesand, and was chased around by girls? I had Trudeaumania, slid down bannisters, pirouetted behind the Queen of England, and gave the finger to those who pissed me off! So if you like billingualism and multiculturalism and/or are a beautiful woman (especially a celebrity) say hello… but if you're Richard Nixon, Rene Levesque, an Alberta oil baron, or a Quebec seperatist then you'll just see "how far I'll go"

— "Just Watch Me!" —

Operation Global Media Domination: Life and Times

TIAThank god for the Internet, I say. Not only does it ensure that we need never go Shatnerless, but it also guarantees that, no matter how pathetic, meaningless and ultimately debased our own situations, we can always rely on a fresh supply of inbreds to whom to condescend. I speak as one who adored working retail for a decade because working with the public gave me so many people to whom to feel superior.

Now, having broken the top 170,000 of 40 million on Technorati, I am practically impossible to talk to, even though I've stayed in my pjs, blowing my nose, blogging, snarfing reheated pizza and reading Fark all damn day; call my agent, baby!

Particularly if you are responsible for the following.

Behold a ten-thousand word Wikipedia entry on the seven forms of jedi lightsaber fighting, the eight OTHER forms of jedi lightsaber fighting, and the horrible realization that the author hasn't exchanged physical affection with anyone other than his cats since The Empire Strikes Back.

Just kidding about that last part.

Die Muppet! Geek Rage

Each Jedi chooses the style of lightsaber combat that best suits him or her. For example, Master Yoda uses the Ataru form to compensate for his lack of reach and height, as well as to take advantage of his nearly limitless amount of Force power; Mace Windu uses Vaapad to tap into his anger and employ it constructively (without giving himself over to the dark side); Count Dooku's practice of the Makashi form fits his intention to frequently engage in lightsaber-to-lightsaber combat as well as his emphasis on class, elegance and precision. The Jedi Exile from Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic II was an expert in many of these forms but never relied on just one. In the game, the Masters remark that he masters their forms very quickly, as if he had studied them for years. While not always, Lightsaber styles are generally taught to the students by the Jedi Battlemasters.

And, lest we forget, the Shat has, as always, some words of wisdom for us. (Sorry Metro, it's just a Shatner kinda day, and damn the loading time!) a side note: has The Shat replaced The Giant Squid as the muse of raincoaster? Better than Blair!

Operation Global Media Domination: Sexual Deprivation and Tony Blair Appreciation: A Causal Relationship???

TIAIf you google "sexually deprived bitter women" my blog comes up fifth, not that I fucking goddam resent that. I'll be number one some day.

Ahem.

But I'm wondering if it has anything to do with my sudden, and completely inexplicable, opinion that Tony Blair is a sexy bitch.

Sure looks like I'm not the only one who feels that way.

Here he is, dueting with Shrub on Gay Bar.

Operation Global Media Domination: it’s better to be a pirate than to join the navy

Golly, wonder who said that? In any case, Steve got hisself pirate-jacked at the opening of the Apple Store in Manhattan. Courtesy of Gawker. And I, of course, totally wish I'd thought of that. Must be off as soon as I Mapquest all computer stores in the Lower Mainland.

Bucky punks Steve

With all the “excitement” at the new Apple store on Friday, no one seemed to notice the perpetually wandering Bucky Turco, who managed to con his way past the line and get into the store before the masses. Once inside, he hit as many computers as he could, changing all of their browser homepages to his website, AnimalNewYork.com. A great method of free advertising, and probably the only way to ensure that Kevin Bacon sees your blog.