Cool! They included Mystik Spiral!

Incidentally, I do love this list from Wikipedia, but it doesn't include my favorite fictional music group name of all time: Blind Drunk (from the Monty Python's Contractual Obligation Album)

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OK, I got sick of the freaky Torgo-looking dude staring out at me every time I went to my blog, so let's look at something much more pleasant:



Anybody who's interested in this guy's other virtual LEGO work can view it here, here, here, here, here and here.

"He has left this world, but he is with us always."

Mrs. Mosley and I just got back from an impromptu trip to Weeki Wachee Springs yesterday. I came away with two observations: First, in the "Little Mermaid" show they put on, the evil queen dressed like a Rastafarian with a penchant for neon. The result was like a female George Clinton ... only goofier.

The other observation came during the preshow. Apparently, some UK rock group called Supergrass came to Weeki Wachee to shoot a video that featured a few of the women who have played and currently play mermaids in the shows. It was a cool, acoustic guitar driven tune, but I have to say that the lead singer bears an uncanny resemblance to Torgo of MST3K fame.


The lead singer is the second one from the left. In the video, he wears a hat just like Torgo's in Manos: The Hands of Fate.

Thankfully for all of us who watched the video, the lead singer's knees were quite normal.

Never got past "C" in the hardware dictionary, I guess

A minor home repair required me to grab a couple of dowels at Lowe's, recently. The second employee I came across was nice and helpful and guided me easily to where they were. The following is the exchange with the first employee:

(Short, older man is about to move one of those rolling ladders that reaches the high shelves)

Alonzo: (kindly) "Excuse me."

(The old man turns his head and glares at me, but doesn't say a word)

Alonzo: "Could you tell me where the dowel rods are?"

(His face screws up in complete bafflement, as if I just asked him for Pi to fifty decimal places)

Old man: (shaking his head in bewilderment) "I have no idea ... What do they do again?"

Alonzo: (brief pause) "Uh, dowels ... they're wooden dowels."

Old man: "Ehh ..." (a bit of a groan, as if this question is making his head hurt) "Go down to the Millers on the other end ... all the way to the other end of the store ... They got wooden stakes down there."

Alonzo: "Uh ... Thank you."

I may know very little about construction and house repair and such, but I think I've known what a friggin dowel is since I was six. If ever I get to the point where I'm still working in a Library and am unable to correctly identify an index or a glossary, then please, please roll me the hell out of there on a gurney as soon as possible.

We need some better Strategery

A couple of months ago, Rolling Stone did a front page story subtly titled "The Worst President in History". As you can probably guess, they weren't talking about James Polk.

It's a great read, but there was one portion of it I found interesting:

"Lincoln sought and received Congressional authorization for his suspension of habeas corpus in 1863. Nor did Lincoln act under the amorphous cover of a "war on terror" -- a war against a tactic, not a specific nation or political entity, which could last as long as any president deems the tactic a threat to national security."

As much criticism as I have read about the Bush presidency since 9/11, I had yet to see the "War on Terror" put in these terms.

Comedian David Cross once said, "You cannot win a War on Terrorism. It's like having a war on jealousy", and that comes close to the real futility of it all, but not quite. However, the description in Rolling Stone really hits it on the head, because that is the essence of what we're talking about: A war on a tactic. In this spirit, I suggest some other wars for Bush to wage in case the "War on Terror" goes South on him (you know, as opposed to, like, now):

The War on the Blitzkrieg
The War on Discussing-Work-For-Thirty-Seconds-And-Calling-It-A-Business-Lunch
The War on Bait-And-Switch Advertising
The War on Trying-To-Reason-With-Bullies (Never worked anyway, did it?)
The War on the No-Huddle Offense
The War on Having-Your-Friend-Phone-You-To-Get-You-Out-Of-A-Bad-Date
The War on the Rhythm Method
The War on Good Cop/Bad Cop Interrogations (First Battle: The entire Law & Order franchise)
The War on the Kasparov Defense
The War on Waiting-Two-Days-Before-Calling-A-Girl-After-Getting-Their-Number (Industry Standard)
The War on Up-Up-Down-Down-Left-Right-Left-Right-B-A

It's all so very, very silly. And even Bush, in a rare moment of clarity, has commented on the War on Terror saying, "I don't think you can win it". Too bad that clarity didn't last.

It's enough to make a grown movie fan weep

I was going through a huge list of links to film archive websites last night for La-La Land and I came across one to the "Afghan Film Archive". It's currently a solitary page with this picture and description:

Remains of Afghan Film archive in Kabul. The Taliban burned the archive before fleeing the city. Almost the entire archive is gone, except for a few originals saved by Afghan Film employees who stashed them behind a false wall.

Bloody hell.