A Million Things That Bug Me

According to CNN.com, master and slave, terms long used to designate primary and secondary hard drives, have been deemed unacceptable for vendors who peddle their wares in Los Angeles County. It is interesting to note that officials noted that no suggestion has been made for alternative labels, and the official in charge of the move states he has received numerous e-mails "telling me how stupid I am and how I should be fired." Perhaps these people could be moved to the "Way to much freakin' time on their hands" department, where their skills could be used more effectively.

What is a Turducken, you ask? Well, it's a chicken stuffed in a duck stuffed in a turkey, of course. Oh, and the whole thing is stuffed with sausage and cornbread stuffing. When I first heard of it I thought it was the most horrendous thing I'd ever heard of, but now I have to admit I want one really badly. Now, I've never even cooked a whole turkey, never mind de-boning one and stuffing two other de-boned birds inside, but once again, internet shopping saves the day. Mmmm...turducken....

Update: Monday, December 1. Ellen mentioned Turducken in the opening monologue for her show this morning. I think the audience thought she made it up. She added that for you would then have "pie filled with cookies inside of a cake" for dessert, and then finish up with a pepto-alka-tum. She also mentioned something about labrapoodles, which are poodles crossed with labrador retrievers, but I'm afraid to google that....

Genetically altered Zebra fish which glow in the dark will soon be available in a pet store near you. The fluorescent little freaks of nature contain a gene for fluorescence from coral. The FAQ on the company site contains helpful tidbits of information such as: "Just as eating a blue fish would not turn a predator blue, eating a fluorescent fish would not make a predator fluoresce. " Oh, good. I think I'll stick to Sea Monkeys.

Theodore Geisel is rolling over in his grave. Mike Myer's Cat in the Hat is getting even worse reviews than Matrix Revolutions. Hard to believe, I know. The tomato-meter reading on Rotten Tomatoes is 11%. I'm not sure I've ever seen a film with such bad reviews. I am going to console myself by reading my twenty-five year old copy of In a People House, and maybe go rent the original version of the Cat in the Hat.

The long awaited final chapter in the The Matrix trilogy opened yesterday, and the reviews, are, to say the least, not good. Peter Travers, from Rolling Stone, put it bluntly, "The Matrix Revolutions sucks." Harsh. Really harsh. The Flick Filosopher is in denial, and is planning on doing what I do with Star Trek V, and pretend it doesn't exist. The worst part is, I still have to see it. I love wasting my money on crap. Maybe I'll see it at the Imax so I can at least have the world's best popcorn during the crappy movie.

Why did you have to leave the West Wing? I just finished watching "Two Cathedrals," the West Wing season two finale, and it was just so very good. This season has so far been mediocre at best. Each week I watch, hoping for the show to exhibit a tiny glimmer of it's former self, and each week I'm disappointed. If we at least still had Rob Lowe, but no. Joshua Malina is perfectly nice, but by no means an adequate substitute. Oh, well, it was good while it lasted.

Matt from x-entertainment.com does it again. This time he has faithfully recreated the entire meal from A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving. I always wanted to have popcorn and toast for Thanksgiving, and my Mom, although often indulgent of these things, (She used to roll the passenger side window of our car down, so I could climb in, like Bo and Luke Duke) never caved on this issue, and I was never able to celebrate Thanksgiving like Snoopy did. Where the hell were Charlie Browns's parents anyway?

According to Slashdot, a fan of the Simpsons has created "tomacco," the tobacco/tomato hybrid Homer and Bart created way back in season 11. Let's hope this doesn't become a trend, since Homer has done a lot of really, really stupid things that we don't want people to emulate. (Although, he did get to go into space, and play with the Rolling Stones....)

Yes, the WB Tarzan. There. I've said it. I know it's terrible, but I just can't help myself. Travis Fimmel is just beautiful. I have no idea how his shirts keep getting torn, but I like it. I love how his bio on the WB site says his hometown is "Australia."