A fun day at work

August 22, 2016 at 9:20 am (Randomosity)

“Ma’am, are these comic books 50 cents?” said the woman, pointing to the box of comic books with a giant sign on it reading: “50 Cent Comic Books.”

“Yes, they are,” I replied.

"Also, maybe don't breathe under the water, okay?"

“Also, maybe don’t breathe under the water, okay?”

After letting her 5- or 6-year-old son pick out a couple of comic books from the box of 50 Cent Comic Books, she brought them to the counter.

“Just so you know,” I said, “These are pretty mature books. Is it all right with you if he has them?”

“Oh, it’s not like he’ll read them, anyway,” she said.

“Comic books have pictures too,” I decided not to say.

"And I'm sure every picture in the comic book will be perfectly appropriate for a child of your son's age."

“And I’m sure every picture in the comic book will be perfectly appropriate for a child of your son’s age.”

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The greatest story ever told?

August 19, 2016 at 1:26 pm (The Movie I'm not Seeing this Weekend) (, , , , )

Welp, there’s a new Ben-Hur movie. Like, what was wrong with the best one?

I know you thought I meant this one ...

I know you thought I meant this one …

... but clearly I'm referencing the silent classic starring Ramon Novarro!

… but clearly I’m referencing the silent classic starring Ramon Novarro!

Anyway, Morgan Freeman seems to be reprising his role from Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves, a movie I have now shamefully admitted that I have seen, wherein he plays the coolest character, but one who is far too black to be the main character.

Sorry, scratch that. Second coolest character. Rest in peace, Alan Rickman, you magnificent bastard.

Sorry, scratch that. Second coolest character.
Rest in peace, Alan Rickman, you magnificent bastard.

Also, the chariot race scene is soooo fake! Like, why not endanger some extras, huh? It’s not like they’re making enough money they can afford good lawyers for suing you! Why is it all CGI? Why is it all such obvious CGI?

"Because it's cheaper than using real actors, duh."

“Because it’s cheaper than using real actors, duh.”

At least it doesn’t look as terrible as War Dogs, I guess.

And I know you thought I was joking earlier, but Ramon Novarro is just, like, so great.

And I know you thought I was joking earlier, but Ramon Novarro is just, like, so great.

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Lyin’ Ryan rhymes, at least

August 19, 2016 at 1:10 pm (Stuff that Bugs Me Right Now) (, )

Oh, Ryan Lochte.

Oh, Ryan Lochte, oh, Ryan Lochte.

You are just so stupid.

I mean, I always knew you were the stupidest Olympic swimmer of our generation, and that you tended to be a frat boy type, and that your hair looks really terrible blonde.

"Buh?"

“Buh?”

But I never thought you would lie about getting mugged in Rio to cover up your own vandalism.

For all that’s good in this world, Ryan Lochte, you stupid, stupid man, you are 32 years old. Shouldn’t you know better by now?

God bless the New York Post, though.

God bless the New York Post, though.

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Dora the Explorer vs. Stewie Griffin

August 18, 2016 at 3:04 pm (Fictional Character Battles) (, , , )

So here it is, the epic battle you’ve all been waiting for (now that April Ross and Kerri Walsh Jennings took the bronze in beach volleyball, that is): Dora the Explorer vs. Stewie from Family Guy!

“What?” you’re saying. Or possibly “WTF” if you’re one of those hip young kids nowadays. “What could Dora the Explorer and Stewie from Family Guy possibly have in common?”

Well, I’ll tell you. Their heads are both shaped like footballs.

Now that you've seen it ...

Now that you’ve seen it …

... you can't unsee it!

… you can’t unsee it!

So, on that exceedingly flimsy basis: On to the battle!

Physicality. Dora the Explorer is a cartoon girl with a head shaped like a football. Stewie from Family Guy is a creepy cartoon baby with a head shaped like a football. Who is more attractive? Well, you’ll notice I used the word “creepy” to describe one of them. The winner is the one who isn’t creepy. Winner? Dora the Explorer.

It probably helps that she has hair to disguise that football-shaped gourd of hers.

It probably helps that she has hair to disguise that football-shaped gourd of hers.

Goes on marvelous adventures? Dora the Explorer goes on marvelous adventures. Stewie from Family Guy, I don’t know, makes the same jokes over and over? (I, ah, don’t watch Family Guy. I kind of hate it. Probably this won’t go well for the creepy football-shaped head baby from Family Guy). Winner? Dora the Explorer.

"Oh, such adventures I had when I was a child, little ones. Now come sit round Granny's lap and let me tell you all about it."

“Oh, such adventures I had when I was a child, little ones. Now come sit round Granny’s lap and let me tell you all about it.”

Is friends with a talking animal? Well, isn’t this a coincidence! Dora the Explorer’s best friend is a talking monkey. Stewie from Family Guy’s best friend is a talking dog. What is up with cartoons, right? Winner? It’s a tie.

I suppose I could've said "Talking animal with a drinking problem" and just given Stewie this category, but I didn't wanna.

I suppose I could’ve said “Talking animal with a drinking problem” and just given Stewie this category, but I didn’t wanna.

Is more homicidal? Stewie the creepy awful murder baby from Family Guy wants to kill his mom, unless they’re done with that joke.

I suspect they're not done with that joke.

I suspect they’re not done with that joke.

Dora the Explorer wants to teach kids colors and shapes and things like that. She seems nice. Winner? Stewie from Family Guy.

Evil little creepy little awful murder baby that he is.

Evil little creepy little awful murder baby that he is.

Knows how to use a map? You’d think it would be Dora the Explorer, right? But this is a trick question, because Dora has a map that flies and sings! (I think? It’s been a while since my kid was young enough to watch this show.) Anyway, whatever magical things Dora the Explorer’s map does, it’s not something a real map would do. But what of Stewie from Family Guy, you ask? Eh, he probably uses GPS. Winner? Nobody.

"No, kids, you're ALL winners! Don't do drugs."

“No, kids, you’re ALL winners! Don’t do drugs.”

Overall winner in this fictional character battle that shows I’m desperately running out of ideas and need to be exposed to more characters from pop culture, STAT? Dora the Explorer, but only because I hate Family Guy so much.

The Parents Television Council agrees with me, though probably not because of how derivative and annoying it is.

The Parents Television Council agrees with me, though probably not because of how derivative and annoying it is.

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Your semiannual Olympics squee!

August 12, 2016 at 9:20 am (Randomosity) (, , , )

SQUEEEEE! Did you see Simone Manuel win the gold in the women’s 100 free last night, and the way she’s the first African-American woman to ever win a gold in swimming?

And she tied with a Canadian swimmer, and they were both so happy, and it was SO COOL!

And she tied with a Canadian swimmer, and they were both so happy, and it was SO COOL!

And speaking of Simones, did you see how awesome Simone Biles was at gymnastics?

And Aly Raisman took the silver and it was *sniff* SO MOVING.

And Aly Raisman took the silver and it was *sniff* SO MOVING.

Oooh, and Michael Phelps won another gold medal and then competed in the 100 fly!

And he was all like, "I've won four gold medals this Olympics, you guys!"

And he was all like, “I’ve won four gold medals this Olympics, you guys!”

It was SO EXCITING!!!!!

So: SQUEEEEEEEE!

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Our Sports section is the worst, seriously

August 10, 2016 at 9:41 am (Stuff that Bugs Me Right Now) (, )

You know I love the Olympics, right? So I’ve been following the Summer Games pretty faithfully, staying up way past my bedtime and such.

I LOVE YOU, OLYMPICS!!!!!

I LOVE YOU, OLYMPICS!!!!!

And last night, swimmer Katie Ledecky won her second gold of this year’s Olympics, and Michael Phelps (I feel like I shouldn’t need to identify him as a swimmer, because he’s the one everybody’s heard of) won two more golds, which means he officially has enough gold medals to finance his career as a supervillain.

"Ouch, my neck." - Michael Phelps, gold medal-winningest athlete of ALL TIME.

“Ouch, my neck.” – Michael Phelps, gold medal-winningest athlete of ALL TIME.

And you know what our local paper had about the Olympics in the sports section?

An article about Olympic athletes hooking up on Tinder.

Which is interesting and all, and would be even more interesting if my favorite Olympic athletes were looking to hook up with out-of-shape schlubs from Montana on Tinder, but … maybe not worthy of being the only article about the Olympics in the sports section?

Seriously, an article about athletes hooking up on Tinder? What the hell, sports section?

Seriously, an article about athletes hooking up on Tinder? What the hell, sports section?

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The worst hold music ever

August 9, 2016 at 9:53 am (Stuff that Bugs Me Right Now)

All y’all, I am on hold right now, and the hold music is literally “haunted evil carnival calliope music.”

It is terrifying.

The murder clowns are ... right behind me now, aren't they?

The murder clowns are … right behind me now, aren’t they?

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You guys can tell what’s wrong here, right?

August 5, 2016 at 1:38 pm (Stuff that Bugs Me Right Now) (, , )

The headline for the Suicide Squad review in today’s paper reads:

“Marvel antiheroes no antidote for ‘Suicide Squad’.”

Every single person I’ve mentioned it to has been like, “Um, is ‘Squad’ spelled wrong or something?”

But you guys know, right?

RIGHT?

No, no, I have faith in you, it's just -- here's a hint.

No, no, I have faith in you, it’s just — here’s a hint.

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Suicide Squad seems soundly sucktacular

August 5, 2016 at 10:09 am (The Movie I'm not Seeing this Weekend) (, , , , , , , , )

But at least I got to go sibilance-mad in my post title, so that’s something!

I mean, I’m kind of afraid to say it looks terrible, because the fanboys are so mad at critics who have actually seen it and are like, “Yeah, it is terrible,” but, you guys, it looks just SO TERRIBLE.

I mean, even the poster is a mess.

I mean, even the poster is a mess.

(Not Will Smith, though. Will Smith looks really good.)

(Although I recently read that they’re using CGI to make actors look younger than they are, so it might just be magic, I don’t know.)

Every time I saw a trailer, I was like: "Is that Will Smith? No, it can't be Will Smith, because Will Smith is, like, old now, right?"

Every time I saw a trailer, I was like: “Is that Will Smith? No, it can’t be Will Smith, because Will Smith is, like, old now, right?”

I mean, it looks like it’s everything it’s advertised to be. Harley Quinn is, like murderous and sexy (I guess? Margot Robbie does nothing for me, but, hey, to each their own). Killer Croc is all mutated, Deadshot is Will Smith, the Joker seems like a real jackass (or is it that Jared Leto seems like a real jackass?), Katana seems quiet and head-choppy, and then there’s the other ones.

We'll call them "Skull Face Tattoo Guy," "Mr. Upturned Coat Collar" and "Guy Who Probably Gets Killed First."

We’ll call them “Skull Face Tattoo Guy,” “Mr. Upturned Coat Collar” and “Guy Who Probably Gets Killed First.”

(Look, I really don’t care about the other ones.)

(Actually, I don’t care about any of these ones, because my all-time favorite Batman villain is and always shall be Two-Face!)

And if I wasn't at work, I'd drop everything and go reread Arkham Asylum.

And if I wasn’t at work, I’d drop everything and go reread Arkham Asylum.

But everything it’s advertised to be is … well, for 12-year-old boys. And as terrible as my sense of humor is, I am not a literal 12-year-old boy.

So, you guys, this movie looks, like, so terrible.

Seriously, the posters aren't even trying.

Seriously, the posters aren’t even trying.

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Digging too deeply: Song 2

August 2, 2016 at 9:59 am (I Overanalyze Song Lyrics) (, , )

Lately, I’ve been overanalyzing song lyrics to modern pop songs, which is like shooting fish in a barrel with an AK-47, and also the fish are really big and suicidal.

What I’m saying is modern pop songs aren’t all that complicated, lyrically. (Except for when they make references oldies like me don’t understand, you damn kids, get OFF my lawn.)

I swear to God, I'll get the hose and spray you with it SO FAST.

I swear to God, I’ll get the hose!

So today I thought I’d dig into a pop song from the ’90s, which is no longer modern, because I am SO OLD. Today’s pick is Blur’s Song 2, which is called Song 2 because it was the second song on the CD, like, ha! What the hell is a CD anyway, right?

Well, this doesn't seem right, does it?

Well, this doesn’t seem right, does it?

Anyway, here goes:

I got my head checked
By a jumbo jet
It wasn’t easy
But nothing is
No

Things start off a little, shall we say, obscurely, with Damon Albarn talking about what sounds like a therapy session with a large airplane. He declares that said therapy session wasn’t easy, which I can’t imagine it was. I mean, therapy is hard enough without having a jet for a therapist, you know?

"I wish you were a jumbo jet."

“I wish you were a jumbo jet.”

Then it’s on to the chorus:

Woo-hoo
When I feel heavy-metal
And I’m pins and I’m needles
Well, I lie and I’m easy
All the time but I am never sure
Why I need you
Pleased to meet you

All right, I think I’m getting it now. Sometimes Damon Albarn feels “heavy metal,” like maybe he’s a poser in the ’90s Brit-pop scene, and he’s on pins and needles because he’s afraid everyone’s going to find out about his lie! Also, he’s saying he’s easy, which means I need to build me a time machine and hook up with some ’90s-era Damon Albarn.

NO ONE COULD BLAME ME!

NO ONE WOULD BLAME ME!

I got my head down
When I was young
It’s not my problem
It’s not my problem

This … makes even less sense than the first verse. And down doesn’t even rhyme with young! I always thought he was saying he got his head “done” when he was young, in keeping with the therapy theme, but now I don’t know what to think.

Now I don’t know what to think.

Woo-hoo
When I feel heavy-metal
And I’m pins and I’m needles
Well, I lie and I’m easy
All the time but I am never sure
Why I need you
Pleased to meet you

And we’re back to the chorus, wherein it’s clear I have managed to build a time machine, because Damon Albarn is all like, “Hey, nice to meet you!” And I’m like, “Nice to meet you also, ’90s-era Damon Albarn.” And he’s like: “’90s era?” And I’m like: “Nothing to do with disrupting the space-time continuum, that’s for sure!”

"I ... don't believe you."

“I … don’t believe you.”

Anyway, the song ends like this:

Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Oh yeah

So, in conclusion, Song 2 makes absolutely no sense, and I don’t really have a time machine.

"It wouldn't matter if you did. I'm too good for you in any era."

“It wouldn’t matter if you did. I’m too good for you in any era.”

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