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Sunday, October 23, 2011

Inquiring Minds Want to Know

Has anyone's vote ever actually been influenced by the ubiquitous and omnipresent Political Yard Sign? Anybody?

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-Tony

Thursday, October 20, 2011

IF: Scattered



Illustration Friday: Scattered. Click image for higher resolution.

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-Tony

Sunday, October 16, 2011

I'm glad outlets other than (dagnasty evil and smelly) Fox News are starting to admit it: LA Times - Obama: A Disaster for Civil Liberties.

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-Tony

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Censoring the Arts

I'm watching Rocky Horror on cable, and it's the end of "Planet-Schmanet, Janet!" When Magenta Medusa-fies our heroes, the naked statues are censored - but only the statues of the main characters. So there's a large plaster schlong in the background that's clearly visible, while Barry Bostwick's teeny weenie and Susan Sarandon's naughty bits are blurred. It reminds me of the 90s when Comedy Central used to put black boxes over bits of Terry Gilliam's animations on Monty Python's Flying Circus. You know, the ones made from cut-outs of classic paintings. Just bizarre.

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-Tony

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Reality Sucks

I was disappointed today to learn that "The Seeing Eye" of Morristown is, in fact, a respected school for guide-dogs, and NOT a giant eye with lightning shooting out of its pupil hovering over New Jersey. Sigh.

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-Tony

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Domestic Ponderings...

Why exactly do driers have a dial that you can set to your "desired level of dryness"? Does anyone really WANT their clothes slightly dry but still damp, instead of just you know... dry? It's not like your cooking a pot roast.

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-Tony

Monday, October 10, 2011

Nerd Pondering #3234d

Why do stormtroopers wear armor when it doesn't protect them from lasers, stones, or even Ewok arrows?

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-Tony

Wednesday, October 05, 2011

IF: Hibernate



Illustration Friday: Hibernate. Click image for higher resolution.

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-Tony

Monday, October 03, 2011

I Need a Gumption Pill

About ten years ago, I bought a used 386 laptop off ebay for $25. The idea was to have a cheap word processor. As my friend and very good bearded playwright Craig J. Quack (Clark) pointed out, there could not possibly be any distractions on a 386. He was right. It was, in fact, so obsolete it could not run Windows 95, and don't even think about Word. But still, I wrote, using the 3.1 workhorse "Wordpad."

Flash forward to now. I'm currently a gentleman of leisure. I should be writing. Instead, I'm resisting the urge to watch American Dad on Netflix wilst building a 50' tall walking eye in Minecraft. Why? I have no idea. Why is my mind sometimes so insistent on distractions and procrastinations instead of production and achievement? Aren't I supposed to be an organism evolved for survival of the fittest? If so, why do I have to fight myself all the time to get anything done?

The book God Wants You Dead (which is not anti-religion per se, but rather anti-ideology) suggests that instead of thinking "What would Jesus do," we should imagine ourselves as we wish to be, and ask "what would the perfect me do?" I love this idea... except... well what if the now me convinces future me to sit here and watch American Dad while playing Minecraft? I keep thinking of the scene in Citizen Kane when one character says to another that Mr. Kane will change the acquired newspapermen into "his kind" within a week, and the other character replies, "There's always a chance that, of course, they'll change Mr. Kane, without his knowing it."

I came across a great article about self-sabotage a few days ago (if I find it again I'll link it.) To sum up, it says that we're programmed from birth that for anything (love, achievement, Minecraft) to be worthwhile, we must struggle for it. Therefore, we sabotage ourselves to make our goal -or ourselves - seem more precious. Curious...

Thoughts?

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-Tony