Rapture Redux

Well, no one I know disappeared on Saturday.

Anyway, Camping is at it again, and now says that October 21, 2011 is definitely it. What, did he forget to carry a 1 or something?

Oddly enough, that’s the first night of Ohio Valley Filk Fest.

I vote we have an end of the world party!

“These go to eleven.”

The volume control on videos on the BBC News website di, in fact, go to eleven.

Colo(u)r me amused. :D

And watching tonight’s returns. Should be interesting, especially if Labour polls third nationally and still remains official opposition. If that happens — still a possibility but it’s so hard to say with all the new and undecided voters — one hopes they’ll have the decency to offer a coalition with the LibDems, and specifically with the LD leader Clegg as PM.

The Tories will be hard pressed to claim a mandate when nearly some 60% of the nation is voting for the left and center-left parties (well, okay, center and center left — Blair dragged Labour far right of their historical roots). If it’s hung, Cameron and the Tories can’t even claim a victory without threatening the Queen’s impartiality; Brown as standing PM has first dibs on forming a government.

Well, the price of that is electoral reform, if they want Clegg and the Liberal Democrats. He certainly can’t form a Grand Coalition with the Conservatives without surrendering the premiership. And it doesn’t look like they’ll be close enough to cobble something together with SNP or Plaid Cymry or any of the other minor parties.

So the question Labour has to face is what is more important: Gordon Brown remaining PM, or Labour having a seat at the table?

Well, as long as I want to write…

I tumbled across some old text files with some light verse I’d scribbled several years ago, and decided they didn’t completely suck, so I’ll toss one or two out here every now and then.

I’m no Wordsworth… I’m shooting for Ogden Nash on an off day. :D

On Coffee
Coffee, coffee, in my cup
How I love to drink you up
Black as night and hot as hell
My oh my, I think you’re swell

Turkish coffee ground so fine
Fresh Sumatran, smooth as wine
Columbian, Jamaican Blue
Blessed coffee, I love you!

Mokka, Kona, Sulawesi
For my coffee, I am crazy
French roast, mild, or cappucino
Hail the holy coffee bean-oh!

Cream and sugar, plain and black
Iced, or with a shot of Jack
Fresh and hot from my carafe …
*ACK!* *GAG!* *CHOKE!* This stuff’s DECAF!

Six of one… so to speak.

So the latest rumor is that there will be a Prisoner remake as a six (*snrk!*) part miniseries with Sir Ian McKellan as Number Two, and Jim Caviezel as Number Six.

And so help me, my first thought was “It’s Gandalf vs Jesus!”

Edit: It’s not a rumor.

Shows where my brain’s at

The TVs in the office are all tuned, for some reason, to the Incredible Hulk marathon on SciFi going on today.

And all I can think of is and ‘s wedding. XD

Simple game…

…but major whompin’ cool execution. I recommend music on, just because it’s so deliciously atmospheric. , lemme know what you think of the subway level. ;)

The further adventures of a politics junkie

I got an early entry ticket to the preferred seating section of the Obama rally! It took some driving around, thusly:

• Tickets available in lobby of Capitol University law school — no problem, I temped there spring of ’93, just after and I moved here. Off to just south of downtown I go.
• Capitol University law school is no longer there. Head to Bexley, where the rest of Capitol resides.
• See no law school. Stop at Bexley Library to check the Obama site again for directions that apparently I should have read the first time. Discover that the law school is now on the east end of downtown, by the main library.
• Drive through Bexley to get to get to Broad Street, and my goal. Approximate 10:2:1 ratio of yard signs between Obama, Clinton, and Ron Paul, respectively. Smile (and sing along with Creedence Clearwater Revival on the XM).
• Arrive at Capitol University Law School. My parking mojo still works, there is a metered spot right there. Get out of car. It is now raining. Ignore it and run for the Capitol Street entrance.
• Only presence in the lobby are two bored-looking security guards and a handful of students. Ask about tickets. Am directed to sign that on the door that I came in through that they’ve been moved to Democratic party HQ two blocks south. Grin sheepishly at badge-wearing gorilla in a crew cut and run for the car.
• Insert further quarters and grab my umbrella. Snow is now joining the rain.
• Discover short line for tickets at Dem HQ. Smile again. I am advised that the doors open at 8:30 and the event starts at ten and cameras are permitted. I advise that I’ve been going to political rallies since Carter and know that means ten-*ish*. :)
• Bump (figuratively) into nice lady wearing a ‘Yes We Can‘ button and ask if she knows where campaign HQ is. Collect directions and head off two blocks southwest. Snow and rain are now battling 50/50.
• Detour to City Center to use the public facilities. Details surely unwanted by the Gentle Reader.
• Find Obama HQ — directly across the street (coincidentally or not) from the local GOP HQ. Wave winningly at the depressed-looking man scuttling forth from the Republican offices, who seems embarrassed to be there. Note that building looks very like a funeral home, and no signs for *any* candidates are in evidence. Not even a McCain sticker in a window. Across the street in Obamaworld, the joint is jumpin’. Collect button and small window sticker — they’re out of bumper stickers. Head back to car wondering if I’ve run over the one-hour limit (remembering the Evil Eye given the vehicle by a meter reader as I parked).
• Return to the car and discover all that from collecting my umbrella and heading for Democratic HQ took only half an hour plus change. Contemplate the strange way time flows sometimes.

Pictures on my Flickr site when I get ‘em. Woot!

Best laugh I’ve had in a while!

The voice talent from ‘Spongebob Squarepants’ decided, at the Annies just passed, to prove they can play any role!

Edit: Try here instead. YouTube go boom.

A little post holiday merriment

Apparently, this was the video holiday card of some recording studio… how much voice talent do you recognize? ( is exempted from that question since he knows ‘em all anyway :))

Ni!

Oh, jeez… if a production of Spamalot comes anywhere near you, go!!

Decent seat, or at least it would’ve been if a tall head-bobber hadn’t sat in front of me. Next time, I made damn sure that my seat’s in the front row of a section, or is otherwise unobstructed. Every time I positioned myself to see around his stunningly opaque cranium, he sat up and leaned over right in front of me. I shift again to see around him … repeat procedure. For the whole damn show. What I could see that wasn’t obstructed by skull was one of the funniest damn things I’ve ever seen. Highly recommended.