Thursday, December 29, 2011
Let me propose something radical. Sure, we know that the ancient Mayans had an advanced civilization. They survived the Spanish Conquistadores. They had psychic powers far greater than any seen today. Their knowledge of herbal medicine allowed them to cure diseases from the common cold to advanced forms of cancer. They had rocket cars. They colonized Mars. They invented a machine that would have stopped George Lucas from creating the Star Wars prequels.
In my continuing tradition of dredging up old movies that have been bugging me for years, I present to you a new installment of the Movie Doctor. In these segments, I talk about a movie that I think I would have done a great job if they had hired me on as a movie doctor to massage the script. Since they didn’t, their movie is destined to be remembered as “not as great as it good have been if they had hired Matthew to help out.”
As always, these are spoiler-heavy. What else did you expect from an HMO?
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
I used to have a great deal of respect for Walt Disney. Sure, the man was an egotist who insisted that the company change its name from Disney Brothers Studio to Walt Disney Studio. Sure, he strong-armed P.L. Travers, adding an anti-feminist message to the end of Mary Poppins. Sure, he created sanitized, bland versions of fairy tales to the world.
|No, wait, that's the wrong sleeping beauty.|
Monday, December 26, 2011
Friday, December 23, 2011
I have discovered a vast conspiracy. This conspiracy has infiltrated all levels of government, not only at the state, federal, and city level, but also the National Park Service, and the people who make Duraflame logs.
You heard that right, bitches: Duraflame is in on it.
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
When I was a kid, someone invented the idea of Generic Food. Generic was a cheaper, frequently more disgusting, copy of a name-brand product.
Generic became very popular. My home town even had a generic bus. Then, one day, generic disappeared. I was puzzled by its absence, then realized what happened. They didn't go away; they just got sneakier.
|I only assume generic was cheaper to make because they saved money on label ink.|
Monday, December 19, 2011
After the events of Friday's post, I didn't expect much from Comcast. If you didn't want to read my last post but want to understand my experience, follow these steps:
Well, Comcast retaliated.
- Call Comcast and ask them to take away their old cables.
- When they don't come by, call them back and ask again.
- Repeat for nearly a year.
Well, Comcast retaliated.
Friday, December 16, 2011
|Silliest pic I could find of him.|
Hm. While I have never read any of his works and only have a peripheral idea of who he was, I know he was a great man because he pissed so many people off.
Nah, not narcissistic enough. You two come to this blog to learn more about me, not some old guy with cancer.
|"Daddy, I don't feel well."|
My son’s stomach flu?
While it was certainly harrowing for me to have to change the sheets five times last night (not to mention brushing his teeth, bathing him, and dealing with his other symptoms that kept me from sleeping), the details of it was a little gross.
|My actual x-ray. Note the presence of radioactive particles in my spine.|
Comcast technical support being punk-ass bitches (whatever “punk-ass bitches” means).
|"Give me a subscription service with frickin' lasers on it!"|
Oh, yeah. BINGO.
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Like all both of my readership, I was shocked to hear about the survey the Sigma Phi Epsilon fraternity sent to its members. According to this news article, the survey included the question: “If you could rape someone, who would it be?”
First of all, it’s "whom would it be?"
Second, the question wasn’t nearly as shocking as what the recipients of the survey answered. It turns out that the frat (who has an impressive set of alumni) has been giving out the survey to members for decades, although they only recently changed the word to “rape” from “screw over.”
The police seized the giant trove of completed surveys and read some of the answers at a press conference. Here’s a sampling:
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Parker Kay accused stood before the judge, with thick chains hanging between his wrists and neck. Behind him, the crowd in the gallery jeered and laughed, waiting for justice to come crashing down on him.
“Mr. Kay,” the judge intoned, “you have been found guilty of inventing an unnatural, processed food product. Furthermore, you introduced said food product onto an unsuspecting public without warning them of the dangers. Uncounted numbers of men, women, and children have been stricken with heart disease, cancer, diabetes, infertility, depression and obesity because of your actions. Do you have anything to say before I pass judgment?”
Monday, December 12, 2011
Yesterday, I went to the California Academy of Sciences for the first time. As I wandered around with my children, I thought it seemed like a standard, well-rounded science museum with the obligatory IMAX theater, displays on global warming, fishtank with a guy in a SCUBA suit answering questions, and corral of reindeer.
Yeah, you read that right, they had reindeer in a corral in back. As I walked up to ask what reindeer were doing in a science museum, I noticed the woman answering questions (while showing off a reindeer antler) wore a jacket that said “California Reindeer Rentals.” She wasn’t with the museum, she was a reindeer specialist brought in for the occasion. There are in fact, reindeer professionals. You can rent reindeer.
Sensing a blog post, I began to ask questions.
Friday, December 9, 2011
Thursday, December 8, 2011
It’s time once again to look at the few meager search terms that people use to get to my site. When I look at these terms I try to figure out if I can use them to change my site into something that gets more hits.
So, here’s what I got:
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
There are a number of problems with buying a house. Since the housing crisis, mortgages are insanely hard to get, it’s hard to get down payments together, and (if you live in California) Prop 13 will kill you with property taxes. The worst thing about owning a house is that you are responsible for fixing everything that breaks.
My house breaks a lot.
|There were only sixteen other bids!|
|My next thermostat. "Raise the heat; you have fifteen seconds to comply."|
First, he opened up the filters and explained that I had three filters for the furnace and I should have only had one. Then he showed me the disturbingly thick mat of gunk that covered up the first filters.“That’s your problem,” he said, “there’s several years of dust built up in there.”
I looked more closely at the gunk, not believing we could have had that much dust in the three years we had been there. Then I noticed the composition of the dust.
It was all cat hair. In one year, our two fuzzy cats had choked the furnace to death. I considered returning the favor.
|I don't care if my wife thinks you're "fuzzy wuzzy woo woo!" You cost me three thousand dollars!|
They were cracks. The furnace had been pumping carbon monoxide into the house.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “Legally, I can’t just leave this thing on.”
Then he reached up and turned a handle. Our furnace died one final time.
TO BE CONTINUED
Friday, December 2, 2011
You might be wondering why these knives are sitting in my front yard. I found them there this morning. Once again, they made a run for it, and I had just managed to grab them before they got to the street to hitchhike. When I picked them up, they made it very clear that they wanted to find a new home.
Then they stabbed me.
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Normally, I don’t do product endorsements. It’s not that I have anything against being paid for doing ads. It’s just that I’d need more than a thousand-fold increase in readership before I got one.
(By the way, if any of you have 49,955 friends, feel free to send them here.)