Hooray for Interwebs! (or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Facebook)

Right - I could care *less* about mafia wars, farm towns (hell I grew up on the real thing), rainbow hugs, etc... I just don't have the spare brain cells to devote to a lot of that. However, Facebook has one thing going for it... in the last week I've been reunited (virtually) with a number of friends from back in the day... back when I weighed 200 pounds (soaking wet), had a Ford Pinto, was in my first band, had my first big romance.... time has a way of moving us around on the Chutes and Ladders (tm) of "real life", and often we take different paths to get to the goal square. For all its inane chatter, Facebook did something that I've not been able to do in 12 years, with all my "mad Internet skillz"; it helped me turn back the clock just a bit :)

The Elder Caribou says....

Q: Why is it that we often find that children are the most mature among us, and adults are the most childish?

A: Because some so-called "adults" are whiny little bitches that need their diapers changed, thats why... NYAH! :P So there! LOL

(okay, that was therapeutic :) )

We have seen the monkey, and he is *us*.

Road-Song of the Bandar-Log

By Rudyard Kipling

Here we go in a flung festoon,
Half-way up to the jealous moon!
Don't you envy our pranceful bands?
Don't you wish you had extra hands?
Wouldn't you like if your tails were--so--
Curved in the shape of a Cupid's bow?
 Now you're angry, but--never mind,
 Brother, thy tail hangs down behind!


Here we sit in a branchy row,
Thinking of beautiful things we know;
Dreaming of deeds that we mean to do,
All complete, in a minute or two--
Something noble and wise and good,
Done by merely wishing we could.
 We've forgotten, but--never mind,
 Brother, thy tail hangs down behind!


All the talk we ever have heard
Uttered by bat or beast or bird--
Hide or fin or scale or feather--
Jabber it quickly and all together!
Excellent!  Wonderful!  Once again!

Now we are talking just like men!
Let's pretend we are ... never mind,
Brother, thy tail hangs down behind!
This is the way of the Monkey-kind.

Then join our leaping lines
       that scumfish through the pines,
That rocket by where, light and high,
       the wild grape swings.
By the rubbish in our wake,
       and the noble noise we make,
Be sure, be sure, we're going to do some splendid things!

My Bou!

kinda says it all, don't you think?

god i hate meetings.

KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!

Ricardo Montalbán

1920 - 2009

I debated whether I should use the above title for this post, but nothing else had any zing! Besides, even those too young to remember the Chrysler Cordoba have probably seen Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan... and if you haven't, then head over to your local cheap-dvd outlet and pick up a copy - you'll thank me for it! After the movie, you can scan the 500+ channels on your idiot box for Fantasy Island - quality entertainment at a bargain price! 

Mr. Montalbán was a pioneering Mexican-born actor in radio, theatre, television, and film. His filmography alone extends from 1943 - 2005, and his work in television ranged from 1956 - 2008 (he provided the voice for the genetically-engineered cow in the Family Guy episode, "McStroke").

Ricardo, wherever you are, may your chair be covered in soft Corinthian leather, and may all your fantasies come true!

Hey, is this thing on?

Blogging from my CrackBerry... Now *there's* a productive activity...