So, I'm looking at my DVD's thinking of watching Deep Impact another night, and I'm like, WTF?!? I don't own any of the Star Wars movies? Or the Indiana Jones Chronicles? What the hell was I thinking the last time I bought movies?
And now I'm thinking (and Supermom's already nodded semi-vigorously in agreement) that such a list might prove fodder for people seeking to gift me natally or yuletidally, or otherwisenheimerally. And so long as they try to remember my strong preference for WIDESCREEN format, so I don't miss 30% of the movie, everything'll be fine.
So, without further ado...
Star Wars 1-6, and Clone Wars (the animated) (Yeah, I know, I should just turn in my geek badge right now.)
Back to the Future, 1-3
Indiana Jones 1-3 (please spare me from the Crystal Skulls)
Young Frankenstein (My name, is FRANKENSCHTINE!!)
The Producers (the original, please, Gene Wilder and Zero Mostel are the ONLY producers I want to see)
and you know, the original Willy Wonka too...
But I got nothing against Johnny Depp, and I'd love a copy of Benny and Joon.
I have the first two Spiderman movies on my laptop, but DVD would be better.
It'd be real cool to have Iron Man and the newer (Ed Norton) Hulk in my collection too.
Disney's Hercules and Pixar's Schrek 2 & 3, Toy Story, and The Incredibles.
The one and only James Bond movie I own is Casino Royale (TYVM Kelkie!). Is that sick or what?
Addams Family and Addams FV.
And then there's TV shows...
Who wouldn't want Thundarr the Barbarian, The Herculoids, and Space Ghost, I ask you? And what about V, The Addams Family, Gilligan's Isle, The A-Team, Knight Rider, the Dukes of Hazzard, or any of the other cheesy crap I used to watch?
Anything off this list would be dandy if you're otherwise stumped. Of course, Magic cards always fit, or if you're really stumped, cash works nicely. Or Swedish Effing Nuts. Now, funny tee-shirts are always nice too. Or, you know, a compliant and well-trained wooman.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Totally Average Al
I know that you, dear readers, much like me, are constantly curious about Al, his life and times, what he likes, what he dislikes, what his hamster's name is, you know, pretty much every fricking detail of his existence, as it is all that gives our own lives meaning. Thankfully, we have his extensive body of written work to go on. Like the theme to his show...
It starts off innocuously enough...
Heh, funny ol' Al... Always a laugh a minute with you... but here I am interrupting, let's continue, shall we?
Well, honestly, not very much, really. But then things get interesting, don't they? Let's take a rather chilling look into the mind of Completely Normal Alfred Yankovic...
Excuse me? A guy who is by all rights a genius, in Mensa, puts the other members to shame with his IQ, graduated college with an Archetectural degree before most people got around to GOING to college, was in a forest, working on his tan? More like lurking in the wooded section of a park, lying in wait on the favorite jogging path of a particular "funny little man" (IE network executive who thought he was REAL funny laughing at Al's idea for a kid's show)...
Well, yeah, when the "funny little man" steps into your bear trap, he is going to scream, isn't he, Al? ISN'T HE?!? He sure wasn't laughing then, was he? WAS HE?!?
Oh I'm sure you did, AFTER he promised...
To 'reconsider' your proposal, eh?
It starts off innocuously enough...
Oh, this is a story 'bout a guy named Al
And he lived in a sewer with his hamster pal
But the sanitation workers really didn't approve
So he packed up his accordion and had to move
To a city in Ohio where he lived in a tree
And he worked in a nasal decongestant factory
And he played on the company bowling team
And every single night he had a strange, recurring dream
Where he was wearing leiderhosen in a vat of sour cream
But that's really not important to the story
Heh, funny ol' Al... Always a laugh a minute with you... but here I am interrupting, let's continue, shall we?
Well, the very next year he met a dental hygenist
With a spatula tattoed on her arm (on her arm)
But he didn't keep in touch, then he lost her number
Then he got himself a job on a tater tot farm
And he spent his life savings on a split-level cave
20 miles below the surface of the Earth (of the Earth)
And he really makes a mighty fine jelly bean and pickle sandwich
For what it's worth
Well, honestly, not very much, really. But then things get interesting, don't they? Let's take a rather chilling look into the mind of Completely Normal Alfred Yankovic...
Then one day Al was in the forest, trying to get a tan
Excuse me? A guy who is by all rights a genius, in Mensa, puts the other members to shame with his IQ, graduated college with an Archetectural degree before most people got around to GOING to college, was in a forest, working on his tan? More like lurking in the wooded section of a park, lying in wait on the favorite jogging path of a particular "funny little man" (IE network executive who thought he was REAL funny laughing at Al's idea for a kid's show)...
When he heard the tortured screaming of a funny little man
Well, yeah, when the "funny little man" steps into your bear trap, he is going to scream, isn't he, Al? ISN'T HE?!? He sure wasn't laughing then, was he? WAS HE?!?
He was caught in a bear trap and Al set him free
Oh I'm sure you did, AFTER he promised...
And the guy that he rescued was as grateful as can be
To 'reconsider' your proposal, eh?
And it turns out he's a big-shot producer on TV
So he gave Al a contract and what do you know?
Now he's got his own very Weird Al Show!
Turns out?!? TURNS OUT?!?
Oh Suuuuuurre!! Well, now we know the truth, don't we Al? DON'T WE?!?!?
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