I think I want to start keeping track of entertaining cartoons and movie clips; and this is as good of a place as any. Watched this this morning and it’s a doozie. A Cher music video in cartoon form; I’m guessing from the Sonny & Cher variety show. It actually seems a little dark for a family variety hour, but hey, a kid’s gotta learn about crimes of the heart from somewhere. Why not Cher?





Radio just seems to keep getting duller and duller.  Kathy and Judy have left WGN. I have to admit the guilty pleasure of listening to Judy & Kathy on WGN since I was a snot-nosed kid in High School. It started by osmosis, my dad listened to them in the car a lot, and in the office at good ole JAK Industrial when I would spend summers stocking shelves, running deliveries, or fighting with my sister over what was playing on the radio.

They had such a disarming quality. Asking seemingly inane questions, yet soliciting the most ardent responses to them, from listeners and guests.  The most obvious that comes to my mind, is the “Do you need to wear underwear with pantyhose?” question.  I remember it being very polarizing stuff. I never understood all the fervor, until I remember calling in to prod them to ask it when they had RuPaul as a guest. Her response? Do what feels right to you.

Truth to tell, I haven’t listened to a whole lot of the show lately; I haven’t listened to a whole lot of radio lately. I think with all the ads, and the overall homogenization of the medium, I usually just bypass it when I have an iPod with me.  So, I am sad that with Kathy & Judy’s departure, the airwaves just got a little blander. Kathy & Judy, I salute you!

P.S.  To this day, I still get their themesong stuck in my head.  Set to the music of the Patty Duke show the line that always gets stuck is this:

Cause they’re girlfriends
compatible girlfriends
they look alike, they talk alike
their underwear could cause a fight
they’ve got nice behinds…
they’re girlfriends gone out of their mind!

Day 1 of my immersion in the gamer lifestyle.

While I have participated in geeky pursuits before such as Doctor Who conventions and big sci fi movie opening nights (just flashed back to that night in Celebration, FL to see the premier of Star Trek: First Contact).

Dungeons and Dragons though was something I never really dove into all that deeply. I think it’s the prevalence of math… and a butt load of details to remember.  What armor are you wearing, what are the charactaristics of your class (cleric in my case today), what random tokens are you carrying around with you that can help you defeat the MacGuffin that is standing before you.  And you have to slide your pog-like tokens across a board; somewhat shuffleboard style to see how you fair against the evil MacGuffin.

I’ve enjoyed it a lot so far. It helps that I’ve come with a real good bunch of guys, but I do have to admit there have been moments during a campaign where a dice is rolled, and I have no idea what just happened; and how I should be reacting.  Don’t ask me too much; since I’m still trying to keep all the mnemonics in my head about the rosary-like beads I have to memorize to fulfill my clericly duty.

Ideally, I signed on for this trip to get away; and that has definitely been fulfilled. I haven’t been very troubled thinking of work or home; which is much appreciated.  We’ll see how I can keep things together tomorrow.

Yours in this other realm;

Kazimer of the Brotherhood of the sacred Toffifay

Update: Pictures here.  Though for such a fantasical experience, it wasn’t quite as photogenic as one would hope.

Right, so I’m about 70 years late on reporting this one; but I never realized he actually spoke in his movies. And what a soliloquy!  Truer words were never spoken.

Had a wacky waking dream this morning. I was on some variation of Project Runway, but it was more like making some sort of crafts involving painting, and working with a partner. I recall not necessarilly getting along with the partner, but she was the lead on the project, so I just tried to cover up her shoddy workmanship lest I be thrown under the bus.  The other contestants were the standard mix of the couple of nice ones, and a couple über-bitchy ones as well. It was building up to the reveal and critiques that I woke to the sound of Mufasa yakking all over the bedroom carpet.

Lovely domesticity. After cleaning that up, I tried getting back to sleep to no avail, and don’t know how my project runway of the mind would’ve turned out.

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