A little bit of Nowhere

Ever notice how it's the little things in life that amuse us so much? More to the point, ever notice how it's the silly little idiocies in life that amuse us more than anything else? Well, this is not as much ''the little blog that could'' as it is ''the blog that enjoys going up the down escalator in your local mall.'' Will it have anything of real importance? No, probably not. But enjoy the ride never the less!

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Friday, September 26, 2008
 
Running Joke





For those of you who have no idea why this should be so funny and relevant for this little bit of nowhere, may I present a (literally) blast from the past. Scroll down the page to the bottom and prepare yourself for...

http://karaoke_vicious.blogspot.com/2003/12/whee-hah-that-one-blowed-up-real-good.html

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Monday, September 22, 2008
 
"And here...is where I pause and take off my shades."


It's Monday night, and due to the hype of the ads, Mel & I are morbidly watching CSI: Miami to see if someone finally managed to succeed in giving thousands of people what they would love to see: someone killing David Caruso.

(Spoiler warning: he's still in the opening credits.)

But if one were to attempt to kill the character Horatio Caine, I think we have been given the means by this episode in the form of a dramatic pan shot revealing that Caine's trademark Dramatic Acting Sunglasses have a bullet hole through them. You see, this is why Caine is indestructible in the series: he is in fact immortal, and his power source/mortal weakness is in his sunglasses. You destroy his sunglasses first, and only then can you destroy Caine.

It's a twisted reversal of "Save the Cheerleader, Save the World" from Heroes. Or "The cheerleader saves the world (repeatedly)" from Buffy.

Now if you'll excuse me, TV Tropes demands that I feed it the last couple of pieces of my soul. Mmmmm...soul....

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Sunday, September 21, 2008
 
Dear Sunday,

I regret to inform you that I cannot spend very much time with you, as my soul is currently being devoured by tvtropes.org



P.S. To Saturday: I would be most grateful if you could refrain from having people stabbed in my apartment's parking lot while I am out at work. Actually, if you could just refrain from having this sort of thing happen in my complex, period, it would be much appreciated.

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