Thursday, August 28, 2008

Coolest Monk EVER!!!

So, despite being on a formal break for a few more days, I happened across this video at Neatorama. It was cool enough that I felt that I just had to get it out there.

As you watch it, keep in mind that this is real, not a mashup like Marty McMetal and the Metal Dog. This old dude gets it, man. Metal is all about energy and release, and this old guy really gets it. My only real question is what led a Capuchin monk to go to a Metallica show to begin with. Anyway, enjoy the video, and stay metal.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Metal to the Future.

Marty McFly Goes Metal

Still on vay-kay, but I thought I would post this. All Hail the Metal.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008


So, with starting the new job and all, I am going to take a break from blogging for a couple of weeks. I know this will likely produce riots, but I just gots to take care of biznass, because abject poverty kind of sucks.
Mostly this means that I have to get used to going to bed at a decent hour so I can get up without my first thought rotating around how the cold embrace of death would be preferable to waking up at 5:30. Also, I have to get used to the fact that khaki pants, tucked in shirts and a cap-free dome are now a fact of life for me. It's a far cry from my usual ensemble of flippy-flops and shorts, but again, poverty sucks.
Anyhoo, once I get used to it, I will get busy with some new hilarity, such as it is. If some magnificent event or idea comes down the pike, I might make a post here or there, but past that, lets call September 1 the relaunch of TWWOT.

By the by, any readers that are into Facebook are more than welcome to become my pals. Just mention that you got the link from here so I won't delete you. Here be the link:

Thursday, August 7, 2008

The coolest headline ever.

My buddy Randy, who should be listed as an official contributor to TWWOT as he regularly sends me potentially bloggable stuff, sent me what I believe to be the coolest, most awesome headline in the history of headlines. Ready for it? Here it is:

Woman riding donkey fights off lion with machete

I bolded, embiggened, and crimsonized the headline for you, gentle readers, to emphasize the inherent radness of these beautiful words.

This headline is wicked in many ways. First, who ever thought they would see those words strung together in that particular order? Not me, and I spend an inordinate amount of time thinking about the coming human/animal wars. Second, I personally think it's rad that she didn't even get off the donkey to fight the lion. Third, she used a machete. If you can't understand how unbelievably gnarly it is to battle one of natures most fearsome predators while riding a donkey and working it over with a freaking machete, you should stop reading this blog immediately and start listening to Radio Disney.

So, unnamed Mexican Warrior-Queen, TWWOT has officially doffed it's hat to you, and if there were some sort of patch for donkey/machete/lion fighting that I could send to you, I would.

Sunday, August 3, 2008


Theoretically, this blog is supposed to be about three things: Guns, Gear, and my particular brand of stupid humor. Every once in awhile I will mention some piece of gear that I find cool, but mostly it's been all about the stupid humor. Well, today I want to talk about Glocks, and how I plan on buying one as soon as possible.

If you're not into guns, you are likely unaware of the massive amount of discussion that goes on about Glocks. It basically boils down to a "Sucks/Rocks" argument. For some time, I was decidedly on the "Sucks" side of things, and for a couple of reasons. First, I always thought they were top heavy, and second I bought into the argument that the Glock grip angle was dumb and useless.

Times change, and so do I. I have come to realize that the top heavy thing was kind of a dumb reason on my part, and I no longer buy into the grip angle argument. That stopped the day that I realized that I could shoot my MkII and my 1911 with no apparent difference or discomfort. Once I realized that, I revisited shooting my friends Glock and I shot it like a champ. The third reason that I have decided that I want a Glock is that I want a pistol with a light rail. Having a pistol with an on-board light for target identification seems like a great idea to me, and I have yet to find a compelling argument against them.

So, with that in mind, I looked at several different models of pistols. I specifically want a 9mm, so my choices basically ended up boiling down to three pistols: The Glock 17, The Smith and Wesson M&P and the new Ruger SR9. I am a big fan of Ruger, but the recent recalls on the SR9 have made me leery of buying one for a little while. The M&P was surprisingly nice, but when it came down to it, I just like the Glock the best, mostly because it is dead simple to operate. I also looked at the Heckler and Koch USP, because I have always wanted to own an HK pistol (much like my friend Brad), but the difference in price (about $400.00) pretty much killed that idea.

So there you have it. At some point in the hopefully near future, I will be the proud owner of a Glock.

90's Alternative rock: Good Times.

I was looking at the Wandering Thoughts blog, and J.R.S had a Better Than Ezra video up. Man, I hadn't listend to them in forever, so I went to youtube and started watching that video and a few others from 90's bands, eventually remembering my deep abiding love for the girl that sang for Letters to Cleo. Here she is...

Oh my. How I loved her. I wanted a cute blonde girlfriend that was quirky and sang infectious pop tunes just like her. I imagined dancing through fields of tulips, being alternative and making out while someone played the bassline from "Cannonball" by The Breeders. It was a great fantasy that died the second Alannis Morissete decided to yell at all men.

But, reminiscing about it is fun, and thanks to the Internet, I was able to find out what happened to the Letter to Cleo chick, who, as it turns out, is named Kay Hanley. That little fact in and of itself came as something of a disappointment, as I had imagined her name was "Pepper" or something. Whatever.

The second fact is that Letters to Cleo evidently existed as a band until 2000, which I wouldn't have guessed in a million years. The third fact is that it turns out Kay recorded a couple of pretty good solo records and now is singing backup for Hannah Freaking Montana.


My alternative dream-chick sings back up for Miley Cyrus? Thus dies a dream in the heart of the dreamer, I guess. Well, in any event, the one hit they had was catchy, so there is at least that.

To help ameliorate my sadness about Kay Hanley, I found a video by the Diabolical Biz Markie. Man, no one makes me smile more than crazy, crazy Biz. Take that, Alannis.

Saturday, August 2, 2008


If I had to guess, I would say that's the Boogie-Woogie Man himself.


Friday, August 1, 2008


I honestly have no idea what in the hell is going on with this. As far as I can tell, it's a fantasy about a lady living in the mystical world of Bedazzlement, who then uses various forms of gem-world superpowers to defend her realm, and then she spits some fly rhymes based on the movie "Willow" along with some video game sounds.

Before you ask where I even found this, a lady on THR used the word "Bedazzled", and that made me interested to see if I could find any funny Bedazzler photos, which I did. That quest led me to this, and despite not wanting to watch, I just couldn't tear myself away. This is easily the weirdest thing that I have seen this year, which is saying a lot. I would say enjoy, but I am not sure if that is possible. Instead, I will just say that you should be bedazzled.