I'm Just A Bailout Bill

The voice is dead on. Link.

(via Ross Bergman)

À quoi ça sert l'amour?

...which I believe roughly translates as "What is the use of love?"


(via HairballofDoom)

A Walt Disney Production through the courtesy of Kotex Products

Gloriously weird 1946 Disney short titled "The Story of Menstruation."


(via Boing Boing)

"...the followers of Morgan Freeman..."

This probably won't last on the internets. The animated series that never was.

Comrade Vinni Puh

Soviet Era Russian Winnie the Pooh.

(via Boing Boing)

A couple of movies I want to see

The first is Paprika.

29 year old Dr. Atsuko Chiba is an attractive but modest Japanese research psychotherapist whose work is on the cutting edge of her field. Her alter-ego is a stunning and fearless 18 year old “dream detective,” code named PAPRIKA, who can enter into people’s dreams and synchronize with their unconscious to help uncover the source of their anxiety or neurosis.

Why can't the US start pushing animation? Although I doubt we'd ever name an 18 year old detective after a spice used on deviled eggs.
The second is Black Sheep.

On a vast New Zealand sheep station, a reckless genetic engineering experiment goes horribly wrong, turning sheep into bloodthirsty killers.

I mean, come on! How can that not be great?

Morphine makes the Hootie known. Uncle. Lima.

Whenever I feel blue there is one, thing that cheers me up:
The forgeign language Ducktales theme song sing-a-long YTMND.
Your school's stupid, indeed.

Boston, Not-Bombs, Moonities, Public Art, Marketing

Ignignot: You and your third dimension.
Frylock: What about it?
Ignignot: Oh nothing, it's cute. We have five.
Ur: Th-thousand.
Ignignot: Yes, five thousand.
Ur: Don't question it!
Frylock: Oh yeah? Well, I only see two.
Ignignot: Well that sounds like a personal problem.

As most of you have probably heard, the Boston police went a bit crazy yesterday. Someone noticed small devices with an LED figure giving the finger. As Massachusetts Attorney General Martha Coakley told reporters, "It had a very sinister appearance. It had a battery behind it, and wires." Some of them were attached to the underside of bridges. Bomb squad was called, traffic disrupted, part ofthe river closed. General post-9/11 panic.

Well, it was just a guerilla marketing stunt for Adult Swim's cartoon "Aqua Teen Hunger Force." The picture was of Ignignot, a Mooninite.

Now the Boston police have arrested the two artists (yes, I said artists) responsible for the making and placement of the devices. Now Peter Berdovsky and Sean Stevens sit in jail. The police are charging them with "of placing a hoax device in a way that causes panic and disorderly conduct."

Hoax? Doesn't "hoax" mean they were trying to trick people. The "devices" weren't purposely designed to look like bombs. They didn't call in bomb threats. In fact, the devices were apparently put up in NYC two weeks ago and no one even noticed.

I'm not saying they were high art. I'm not even a big fan of guerilla marketing like this (since it could lead to crap loads of, well, crap all over our public spaces). But, in its small way, it was art. Just as the Idiotarod is art. At the worst it was littering.

Supporters are gathering outside of the Boston courthouse. Let us forget any feelings you may have about Agua Teen. This is an issue about public spaces and who owns them. To arrest these men under the guise of post-9/11 terror fears... Jeepers, people. Are we going let ourselves live with that much fear. I'm not saying that it was the best thought out stunt (again, not hoax), but I have certainly seen worse.

If I visit Boston, god forbid I forget my backpack somewhere.

Log

Just because.

The Perry Bible Fellowship

I've had The Perry Bible Fellowship site bookmarked for a while. This morning I finally got caught u on their strips. 9 out of 10 are genius. The 10th will be transendent. The strips I've included here aren't even my favorites.

All Hail Hypnotoad

I am an unabashed Futurama fan. It was absolutely the cartoon most geared towards me (Venture Bros. is a close second... very close). I was saddened when it went off the air and even more saddened by Fox's tactic of not canceling it and just keeping it in limbo for so long.

So I've been quite happy since it was announced earlier this year that they were making new episodes for either DVD or Comedy Central or both (too bad Adult Swim could get there hands on it since they deserve the credit of keeping the show alive). David X. Cohen has a quicky interview over on Toy Fair. (How cool is it to have "X" as your middle initial? I know he probably just did that because there were other David Cohens in the Screenwriters Guild or whatever, but it is still darn cool.)

And I am now über-süpergëeky excïted that they are planning a 22 minute all Hypnotoad episode for the DVD. Thank you, Mr. Cohen. You have been reading my dreams again.


(via AICN)

The Interwebtubes

I love the internet. (I also refuse to capitalize it, like Blogger spell check insist that I do. (And yes, contrary to the evidence, I do occasionally use the spellchecker... when I remember.)) Like where else could I find these glorious Simpsonized versions of the Battlestar Galactica characters? Apparently quirkybird first drew this fantastic Six and Baltar and then went off to draw the rest of the cast. (I love her many faces of Boomer, but I think her Starbuck is too chunky. Kara Thrace is buff and tight, not some lesbian mechanic.)

But the internet does offer a dangerous sense of security. It feels like a wonderful void into which you can throw all of your thoughts. And it seems like if you aren't direct, how can anyone ever distinguish that it is you or that anyone you right about will ever find it if they don't have something specific to search for. i mean, there is so much out there. So much to sort through.

But the fact is that even with so much out there, it is very very easy to find exactly what you are looking for with just being creative with your search terms.

Subconsciously I think that is why I really don't hide my identity. I don't use my real name, but it would take about five minutes to figure out who I was, even if you had no idea what name to look for and had absolutely zero "hacking" skills. Just click click, there I am. I don't know, maybe that is what makes me careful. Because god knows there are times I wish it was totally anonymous. There are thoughts I had, things I would love to share with anyone who cared. But I can't. If, say I hooked but with some random person and it was fun and airy and was the first time I hooked up with no consequences and both of use seemed absolutely fin and dandy about just letting the one night be the one night, I couldn't. Because I know the consequence of said post would lead to thoughts and questions of others and remove all airiness from the event.

(This is totally a hypothetical. It is the best best case/worst case scenario that I came up with.)

I would be easy to think I was private and save. There times I have had to think twice about posting something, knowing it could be misinterpreted, like saying I had a crush on Ellie Kemper. But I just have to hope that it is taken the way it is meant (an improv crush is not a romantic crush, and, besides, everyone has a crush on Ellie Kemper).* It is appealing thought. But no matter how private and untraceable you think it is, it isn't.

And I like being found. It is nice to be remembered and searched for.

Anywhozits, I understood this, but didn't full know it until recently. As they say on Hill Streets Blues, "Be careful out there."

*Note: This is a blatant attempt to drive web traffic. "Ellie Kemper" is the third most searched term on my site, after "MIT Zelda" and "German spray-on condom."

By the Power of Greyskull, don't touch my special place!

Behind the scenes of "Make Love, Not Warcraft"

Last month, South Park had an episode dealing with the World of Warcraft. It was pretty dead on with tons of inside jokes. And, like the best South Park episodes, addressed real world issues in an intelligent and moronic way at the same time.

Anywhozits, there is a good artice about the making of the episode over at Machinima.com. Ths could be the way animation (at least television animation) is done in the future. Take a look.

(via Kotaku)

Rabbit: A Reading Primer

Right of the bat: The Valet should not watch. I am telling you right now, you will not be happy about a minute in. Matt L., you might also not be so over joyed (depending on whether Hank Madison as assaulted anyone lately).

Best Theme Song Ever

Beats Peter Gunn by a hair.

Cowboy Bebop - Tank!

Sita Sings the Blues

As you know I just love mash ups. This isn't really a mash up. More of a great mixing of genres. I find this extremely charming. So I present to you...

Sita Sings the Blue

The Skeletor Show

I'm a fan of repurposing one's childhood. My childhood was filled with badly animated tv shows so, like reclaiming garbage and turning it to art (lower case 'a'), I enjoy all of the SpaceGhost/Sealab/Birdman/G.I. Joe stuff. Makes me feel warm and fuzzy. Especially well the voice work is good.

There are more episodes.

Flying Spaghetti Monster Cartoons Requested

I am putting out a request for illustrations depicting The Flying Spaghetti Monster and or the Prophet Bobby. These are not meant to offend anyone, but in the spirit of expressing the First Amendment. Please send all original illustration to twangofthevoid@gmail.com.