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Pat Condell: Cynicism With A Smile [Apr. 28th, 2008|07:00 pm]
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There are a lot of great atheist YouTube channels out there, but this guy's channel is one of the best. Pat Condell is a great man whose channel you should subcribe to, because you won't regret it. Every time he updates, I squeal with delight.
Wasn't that great?! I love how he maintains a rather jovial and pleasant demeanor as he justifiably bashes George Bush and Tony Blair. Oh, those wacky British and their subtle humor! I love them so much.

Peace!
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Why Atheists Always Win Debates [Apr. 28th, 2008|12:00 am]
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If you've ever been on YouTube and looked up science/creation or atheism/theism arguments, you may notice a pattern in the names people select for themselves. The following video speculates that perhaps the way people name themselves is a subconscious reflection of whether the person is on the side of truth and justice or has aligned himself with the forces of EEEEVIL!

Behold...

And although the video doesn't mention him, the phenomenon also applies to the heroic Thunderfoot.

EXCELSIOR!
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Drawing Female Tutorial [Apr. 25th, 2008|08:45 am]
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This is actually a pretty neat tutorial in which Steve shares with us his theory for drawing women, which isn't a whole lot different from most other males. Personally, I usually draw the head first, but to each his own.

Actually, the reason I posted this has pretty much nothing to do with art. See, for years, Jen and I have been at odds over "proper" art supplies and what constitutes as the "right way" to illustrate. Jen not only teases me for pretty much using cheap paper anyone can buy at the grocery store; she lambasts me every time she sees me using a No 2 pencil and pink eraser. I don't see what the big deal is. The final product is going to be converted to digital anyway. The initial line art is essentially thrown away.

So, I boot up this video this morning, and I notice immediately that here we have a professional artist, showing us his tricks of the trade, and what does he have in his hand? A No. 2 pencil with a standard pink eraser.

Har-har, Jen! I win.
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Possibly the most offensive thing I'll ever post... [Apr. 24th, 2008|04:30 pm]
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...although I don't know WHY! Christians went to go see this movie in droves. Clearly, they were happy to watch Jesus getting beaten, so why not make a Wii game out of it? One such YouTuber asked that very question...


You know, if they actually made a Passion video game, they should give it a combo system, hidden/unlockable weapons, finishing moves, humiliation movies (i.e., an end zone dance), a time-attack mode, and an instant replay mode.

See? I told you it would be offensive.
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Ben Stein Crushed Under THUNDERFOOT! [Apr. 22nd, 2008|07:00 am]
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Okay, yes, I still have a monsterous bug up my ass about this movie, even though it did absolutely nothing over the weekend. Watch as our old pal Thunderfoot lays to waste any doubt that Ben Stein, co-writer of Expelled, has absolutely zero understanding of the subject matter.


How is it, that in 2008, we STILL have people in this discussion that don't know the fundamental differences between biology, cosmology, and chemistry? You'd think it would be very easy. The etymology alone should reveal the obvious blunders in Ben Stein's amazing stupidity. Biology=life. Cosmology=the cosmos. Chemistry=chemicals. Ben Stein=idiot. See? A third-grader could figure this out.

Now, while Thunderfoot does make a valid argument about the slimey way in which Ben Stein and Mark Mathis went about getting interviews (essentially to gather sufficient footage from which to quote-mine), he failed to produce the single biggest trump card against Ben Stein's claim, which is simply that they had decided upon the name Expelled long before the interviews began. This can be proven by simply going to Who Is and typing in expelledthemovie.com. What you'll see is that the site was registered on March 1, 2007. Richard Dawkins, PZ Myers, Eugenie Scott, and Michael Shermer were all interviewed later that same year.

Changed the name of the movie, eh? Bullshit. You had the title before you even interviewed any of the major biologists featured in the film. The only thing that keeps changing is the story that Mathis and Stein give to the media regarding this issue. To throw your own question back at you, Ben, what are you so afraid of that you have to hide something?


Anyone? Anyone?

Why do people get angry at creationists? Only creationists don't understand why.
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Vintage Videogame Review: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Fall Of The Foot Clan [Apr. 21st, 2008|10:30 am]
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Well, I'm home today, so I'll be planted in front of photoshop for most of the day.

But to warm myself up (or to make excuses for momentary procrastination), I rolled over to the desk beside my bed and grabbed my GBA for some portable throw-down. I decided I'd go for a classic, so I grabbed my old Ninja Turtle game.


Tonight I dine on turtle soup.


Okay, some history is in order. this game came out three weeks prior to my birthday back in 1990, so in addition to getting Super Mario 3, my father offered to get a Gameboy game. I immediately fingered the new Ninja Turtle game, as it was still in the day that I didn't know any better to not buy property-licensed games. Fortunately, it was a Konami title, so I didn't have much to worry about, anyway.

And since I was always thinking ahead, I actually brought my Gameboy with me so that I could play it on the way home. What followed still stands as my personal all-time fastest completion of any video game ever. I beat the game in fifteen minutes ON THE CAR RIDE HOME. Literally, the credits were rolling as we pulled into the driveway. Considering that this was the day of the old pea-green Gameboy with the blurry screen and the poor lighting, this was nothing to sneeze at.

To my father, who never really understood video games, finishing a game so quickly just meant that it was a colossal waste of money. I didn't understand way. Certainly, when you buy a movie or music album, you're only getting a brief period of entertainment for something that you're going to own for an extended period of time. I didn't see how this was any different. Besides, this game was actually fun, and I'd be playing it again and again.

And indeed I have. Of all the old black-and-white Gameboy games, this stands as one of the true all-time gems, as far as I'm concerned.

So what's this all about? Why are the Turtles chasing after Shredder and Krang this time? Well, again, the game shows its Super Mario roots by giving us yet another damsel-in-distress cookie cutter plot. The Foot have captured April, and the Turtles have to get her back! Why do they kidnap April? I don't know! I guess... to lure the Turtles?

Being the early 90s, the game is based on the old TV series, the one with Cam Clarke as the voice of Leonardo. So naturally, the game maintains the overall appearance of the series, even so far as having still captures from the actual show in between stages. Of course, these were usually accompanied by Engrishy captions which, while not anywhere near as bad as "WE SABE APRUH!", they are just a tad higher than "spoony bard" in terms of intelligability.

The play control is spot on, and the graphics have held up moderately well. They're simplistic, but you can tell who all the characters are supposed to be.

And for being such an old game, the music holds up rather well, too. It's nothing to write home about, but the sewer level theme is rather catchy. And yes, the TV theme is there, too.

The unbalanced collision detection is probably my only gripe, and since it actually works in your favor, it makes the game insanely easy. Basically, the baddies almost have to be on top of you in order to register a hit, but if you so much as look at them with a mean stare, they explode violently. Yes, EVERYTHING explodes.

There are even some exploits you can perform with the controls to basically turn your turtle into into a robot-killing machine. If you find yourself surrounded, you can instantly kill enemies on both sides by simply tapping the attack button and immediately changing direction. Another slighly less useful trick is a two-in-one kick-and-slash attack. As you're coming down from a jump, hit the attack button right before you touch the ground. You'll perform a kick, but as you hit the ground, you'll also swing your weapon. It's a bit harder to pull off, but if you've got two enemies approaching you, you can get both of them with the combo hit.

And I must admit that doing the jump combo is rather superfluous, seeing as the standard weapon has such ridiculous range that you can usually slice through two or three enemies at a time, anyway. It's more of a show-off move than anything.

The game gives you four lives, one for each turtle. Each time a turtle is defeated, they are captured. You don't get any 1-ups or chances to rescue, because you don't need them. This game is only five stages long, and it's so easy, that if you completely fail, just sell all of your consoles and find another hobby.

Should you need an energy boost, there are three mini-games dispursed throughout the levels that will refill your power if you win. They're dumb, but they're worth playing. The first one is a reductionist "guess the number" game, the second is kind of a match stick game played with throwing stars (it defies explanation, but it's pretty stupid), and the third is a shooting gallery.

The enemies are predictable. You have the Foot Soldiers, the Mousers, and whatever those unicycle droids were called. There were also gyrocoptor bugs, which I'm not sure ever appeared in the cartoon series. And there are some more obtuse ones, such as angry missiles, sparks, and pits with flame-faces leaping out of them. What the hell is this? Is Shredder secretly in league with Bowser?

At the end of each stage is a boss. Again, you can probably predict who they are. Naturally, you had the regulars: Bebop, Rocksteady, Shredder, and Krang. At the end of Stage 3, you had Baxter Stockman, who was the unofficial "fifth banana" on the show's villain roster.

As I recall, Baxter was around for about half of the first season before being mutated into a fly. After that, he only made rare appearances.

Anyway, even the bosses are stupid easy. Needless to say, if you can't figure out how to beat Rocksteady or Baxter, you should just give up video games. Bebop is a little harder, but not too bad. Beating Shredder involve attacking him and walking away from his extremely slow katana swipe. And Krang is a little bit a bitch, but if you can jump away after attacking him, you'll easily evade his mighty stubby kick.

Basically, it is what it is, an early-generation Gameboy game. Don't expect a masterpiece, but if you spot it in a discount bin or can get it online for pennies on the dollar, you should probably pick it up. It's good classic gaming that you can fire through in a single sitting.

That's less time than it takes to deliver a pizza!

Don't worry, April! The turtles will be there in no time! Until then, YOU'VE GOT TO FIGHT TO BE FREE!

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Like a fart in church... [Apr. 20th, 2008|05:50 pm]
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A visual metaphor of Expelled's weekend performance.

Far from the projected $23 million that the executive producer forcasted, Expelled, the movie that teachers a new generation of creationists that ad hominem arguments are acceptable discourse, barely broke even at a measley 3.4 mil. To answer the belligerant question, "What are you (Darwinists) so afraid of?", the answer is, obviously, not Expelled, although I'm still worried about America continuing to wallow in the intellectual stupor that even allows such a movie to break even.

Don't worry, Michael Moore, your record is in absolutely no danger. Not that you were worried about it, as you're probably just rolling out of bed right now.

Actually, the movie didn't do too terribly bad, considering its budget. I mean, even for such a poor showing, the movie may actually yet thrive on the same principle of minor success that keeps food on Uwe Boll's table. That is to say, low budgets means that even low grossing movies can profit. Still, once all the money is divvied up, nobody's going to get rich off of this thing.

Better start praying to the DVD fairy, Mathis.


Actual attendance shown of a weekend screening of Expelled

Okay, so it was in the top ten movies this month. But when you consider that it beat out the new Owen Wilson movie, that's not saying much. This is the dead season for movies. If this had been July, Expelled would have been eaten alive. If the movie even tops $5 million, that would be shocking, as the movie will inevitably begin its rapid slalom down the playbill.

I give it another week before it's naturally selected out of the theaters and rendered extinct.

Hey, Ben! America says...
YOUR MOVIE SUCKS!
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Ben Stein Running Scared: Part Three of the Trilogy [Apr. 15th, 2008|01:20 pm]
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Ben Stein: "And what I kept wondering as I was making this documentary was, if they're so sure they're right, what are they afraid of?"

Ironic, considering that the producers of Expelled has done everything possible to suppress critical analysis of their film, such as not blocking early viewings by the media and ejecting well-known scientists from a perfectly legal early viewing of the film. As much as the negative publicity for the film made by people like me is likely to send people to see the film anyway, they behavior of those involved with the film is a PR disaster, and the message of the film is so wildly assertive in its portrayal of evolution as a form of Nazi-ism that even FOX NEWS gave it a ho-hum review in the past week.

Indeed, Ben. If people have to suppress their opponents, then what could they possibly be so afraid of?

Is it the fact that your martyr Richard Sternberg was singled out for his gross incompetence and not his theological position? Is it the fact that so-called "social darwinism" has nothing at all to do with and is actually antithetical to the theory of evolution? Is it the fact that your movie doesn't even take the moment to clearly define either side of the "debate", so there's no explanation anywhere as to what evolution and intelligent design even are? Is it the fact you don't even have a theory to provide and therefore there's nothing to even suppress? Is it the fact that, despite your wealth of political knowledge and respectable level of intelligence, that you got caught with your pants down making an ignorant documentary based on a theory that you clearly don't understand?

Even someone as emotionally manipulative as Michael Moore has the courage to thrust his tripe into the arena of criticism, and to his credit, he has no qualms about facing those people with whom he strongly disagrees. Ben Stein, and the producers of Expelled, however, have attempted to ensure that no intelligence is allowed in early screenings of this picture. I never thought I'd find myself in a position where I'd be praising Michael Moore, but I guess there's a first time for everything.

But why should I continue on with my assessment of Ben Stein's inability to rationally approach the subject matter when people more educated and qualified than even myself have done a fairly good job already. Let's go back to our old friend Mr. Thunderf00t and see what he has for us today, shall we?



Now, is it just me, or is Thunderf00t's voice strangely relaxing? By the way, Thunderf00t, I appreciate you using my joke of "Einsteinism", whether or not it was intentional. It makes me feel good when something I say gets echoed in actual academics. After I finish this delightful little post, I'm going to go fist-pump and then pat myself on the back for several hours.

It amazes me how Ben Stein spends so much time talking about Darwin when, by today's research, Darwin's original work is largely superfluous. I'm not denying that it's foundation to modern biology, but I'm merely pointing out that if Darwin hadn't discovered evolution, someone else would have. Indeed, observing the resident birds of a string of islands is largely pointless in contrast to observing endogenous retroviruses and comparative genetics. Today's science of biology is not "Darwinism", Mr. Stein, so if you please, kindly ditch your childish misnomer.



Additionally, the lack of any formal theory of the origin of life in no way constitutes as an argument against a theory that describes the dynamics of a biological system, for much the same reason that Thunderf00t described. You can no more fault Darwin for having no theory of origins than Newton for having no theory of atoms. Do not confuse the function of a natural phenomenon with its origin. In science, such arguments are completely irrelevent, and beligerence will no more make your case than when you presented your argument the first time. Phony arguments repeated ad nauseum will only register a resounding "ugh" from your opponents.



Indeed, all Ben Stein has done is make an argument that appeals to ignorance. What he is doing is no different than accusing modern science of lacking the omniscience to know more than what the limits of current knowledge would allow. In other words, he's being asinine.

Now, I fully encourage people to go see this movie. Unlike Ben Stein, I want as many people to see it as possible. Why? Because I have confidence that most Americans (or in the world, for that matter) will see the film as an insult to their intelligence. This is why, in my first volley posted on MySpace, I chose to make the theme of my presentation be Kent Hovind, so that you can appreciate the shock and awe of someone who is not suppressing the full implications of his cartoon worldview. Indeed, this is the subject matter with which people like Ben Stein want to replace modern biology.

To close this out, I present for one last series of videos by Thunderf00t. In this series, he takes on the Discovery Institute directly and reveals them to be the raving band of absurdists that they really. Much of the video you see in this expose is taken from Icons of Evolution, Discovery Institute's propaganda film prior to Expelled. In the second video, you will actually hear people from the Discovery Institute using an argument that is identical to one used by evangelical absurdist Kent Hovind. And then the argument gets evicerated. Enjoy.


A number of my peers have expressed that this film is due to bomb. I sharply disagree, mainly because it is a propaganda piece, and propaganda sells. It's particularly essential to understand that an alarming number of Americans actually agree with Stein's point of view, which I would think would be enough to get people in to see the movie. Additionally, the promotional campaign is being handled by those who were also on duty for The Passion of the Christ, and we all know how well that did. And if nothing else, the movie falls well within the dog-shit-on-white-carpetting range of things that can't help but draw attention to themselves, despite being utterly repugnant.

But what if my peers are right? I can only imagine the further damage such a box office disaster would do to the already irrelevent Ben Stein, who is only now topical due to this movie. We're talking about the guy who is best known for being the monotone teacher in the movie that was filmed over twenty years ago and for being the speech writer of Nixon, whose only quotable words, "I am not a crook", is one thing that Stein himself surely did not write. What would such a failure do to the career of Ben Stein?


Well, I guess there will always be eye-drop commercials.


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Ben Stein, Expelled, and Pigeon Holing: Beligerance Is NOT A Form Of Intellectual Discourse [Apr. 14th, 2008|11:00 pm]
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So now that I've blogged endlessly about Ben Stein's Expelled, is geared up to go see it? Yeah, I know it's going to suck Yeah, but you know that this movie is going to be preaching to the choir. If it had an actual case to make, it would have done so. Heck, even Michael Moore has the integrity to do that, and his movies are emotional bullshit.

(Editorial Note: I fully encourage anyone who wants to go see Expelled to go see it. Please do. By bashing it as often as I do, I fully expect people to feed their curiousity. Trust me, I'm not the one trying to keep critical minds from seeing this movie.)

(Editorial Note 2: Let's just say that I've seen... enough... of this film to make a fairly informed opinion of it. If you've seen any of Ben Stein's interviews in the last five months, you're not going to see anything new and exciting in the film. The film itself is pretty bad. So bad, in fact, that even FOX NEWS has panned the movie! WOW!)

As expected, Ben Stein's movie offers nothing new to the Evolution Controversy™, except to teach young adults now that all they need now to argue against evolution is to employ ad hominems and shield themselves in a self-imposed victim complex...

University Professor: "Evolution is a theory that describes the dynamics of a biological system.  It is a process of modification that results from diversity via random mutation and then environmentally-imposed natural selection."

Creationist Student: "OH MY GOD!  WHY ARE YOU OPRESSING ME?!?!?!!!!11  MATERIALIST ATHEIST!!!  DRAMA!!!"

And the damage that this movie is causing is already apparant.  I can't even so much as make an informed comment on YouTube about this subject without being met by inflated overconfidence and extreme belligerence from people who have absolutely no idea what they're talking about.

Notice that I get accused of being arrogant and assuming intellectual superiority merely by correctly stating the theory of evolution as a theory of the dynamics of a biological system.  By having the alternative (and correct) definition of evolution, I get accused of impling that I'm smarter than Ben Stein.  This the damage that Ben Stein has caused.  These two poor saps have learned from Stein himself that extreme confrontationalism is enough to win an argument.

(Editorial Note: My friend Marissa pointed out something that I missed. The sort of intellectual elitism that evolutionary biologists are accused of is actually present in the YouTube comments of the intelligent design dorks. Note how Ben's intelligence is godly to them. Good catch, Marissa!)

The sort of the contempt that this new brand of creationism has for informed opinions is best displayed in this animation done by intelligent design moron, Mike Edmondson, who just happens to be listed in the credits of Expelled as animation director.


The arrogance that is projected onto Richard Dawkins in this admittedly amusing video is appalling, as if Richard Dawkins has ever argued "I'm smarter,  because I have PhD".  Seriously, grow up.  This is the product of a mind that willfully constructs a brick wall right in the middle of the intellectual inquiry super highway.

To someone who has, oh say, read a book within the last several years, Ben Stein's ignorance of biology is staggering.  To say nothing of his complete inability to identify the obvious incompatibility between social darwinism and the theory of evolution (the former denounces genetic diversity while the latter glorifies it), it amazes me that Ben Stein is using the same age-old tactic of asking stupid questions such as asking where the laws of thermodynamics and gravity come from.  Surely (don't call him Shirley!), Ben Stein's lofty intelligence is capable of understanding that grilling biology students over questions about cosmology is completely inappropriate.  But then, Ben Stein is a lawyer, and so he argues like a lawyer.  He's playing to an jurybox full of ticket-holding movie-goers, and he knows that there will be no objection in this three-ring circus of a case!

What Ben Stein trying to do is pigeon-hole evolution into being an entirely atheistic worldview.  "Now, Neil," you say, "I've read your profile, and it says that you are an atheist.".  That's true, but irrelevent.  What Ben Stein is trying to do is to change the subject so that biology has to defend more than it was actually intended to.  The basic tenet of evolution, which is to describe the dynamics of a biological system, is not addressed by Ben Stein's arguments at all, and his attempt to club people over the feet based on their epistemology stance is not germane to the conversation. (Enter Jackie Gleeson: "But the Germans ain't got nothin' to DO with this!")

All he's offered is a red herring.


Besides, it must be pretty fucking annoying for those theists in the field of modern biology to get slammed as atheists when all they're doing is responsible scientific research.  Pigeon-holing is not an argument.  It only serves as a diversionary tactic for those ignorant of modern biology.

The illusion of persecution is the latest in a long time of failed attempts by creationists to get their shit passed as science.  They couldn't pass the rigors of peer review (not that they even tried), so then they had to turn to the court of law.  When the law failed, they turned to the court of public opinion, as if public opinion has anything to do with establishing the truth.

In the context of a scientific debate, it is absurd and childish to piss and moan about about the scientific establishment's alleged intolerence of differing perspectives.  The whole point of scientific inquiry is to establish truth based on what can survive the rigors of peer criticism.  In other words, having a perspective in science MEANS that you are going to get grilled for it at every opportunity.  Since Ben Stein doesn't understand this, he's trying to make it seem as though intelligent design has actually brought something to the science forum that those within the establishment are trying to supress.

And what does Ben Stein do in place of having scientific model for intelligent design?  He gets out his rhetorical dance pad and plays Dance Dance Evolution!  He side-steps obvious scientific questions about intelligent design and goes right back into his pajorative name-calling, where he accuses modern biology of being "Neo-Darwinian", whatever the hell that means.

Calling biology Neo-Darwinism is sort of like calling modern physics Neo-Einsteinism, or like calling modern geology Neo-Huttonism.  Whenever someone accuses me of appealing to my Darwinian "high priest", as if there's some sort of cult attached to evolutionary biology, I can't help but ask them what planet they're from.

How do you live on planet Earth, supposedly being a person who watches the average amount of television and reads the newspaper, while having such a tremendously contemptuous view of scientists?  People who hear this kind of nonsense coming from today's intelligent design proponents can only react by scratching their heads and saying, "Huh?".

Most alarmingly of all, Ben Stein's movie is an attempt to teach creationists how to be extremely anti-social.  Instead of trying to understand the basis for theories that they find uncomfortable, it instructs them to be confrontational, libelous, and extremely rude.

If this is really the only tactic that intelligent design has left, then perhaps it would warrant a brief, stlightly arrogant chuckle on my part and on the part of those who defend the science establishment.  Ben Stein's Expelled is actually weaker than the previous crap to come out of Discovery Institute, namely Icons Of Evolution.  At least Icons attempted to have an argument.

Expelled is basically an extended argumentum ad temper trantrum.

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Holy Shit! It's Red Peters! [Apr. 14th, 2008|07:20 pm]
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If I should ever compile a list of the top 100 greatest Americans of all time, this man is going somewhere inbetween "Weird Al" Yankovich and Dr. Neil deGrasse Tyson.

This was recorded live on the Howard Stern Show. The music video is synched with the performance.

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Zelda Movie Trailer [Apr. 2nd, 2008|12:35 pm]
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I love April Fool's Day...



http://movies.ign.com/dor/articles/863515/legend-of-zelda-movie-trailer/videos/legendofzelda_filmtrailer_040108.html
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[Mar. 29th, 2008|12:30 pm]
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YEARS before Mancow Muller, Chicago's morning radio was ruled with an iron fist by Larry Lujack and his zany Animal Stories program. Hosting along with sidekick Li'l Tommy, Ol Uncle Lar would bring us the best of hilarious animal news every day. So popular was the show that it even had three LPs compiling the very best of the show's original run.

Apparently, the show is back on the air, but I haven't caught it in my market. (That would require me to turn on an actual radio.) Nevertheless, all three original collections are available on CD with bonus content, and two new volumes have been created as well. (Although, sadly the original album art has been replaced)

I couldn't possibly recommend these enough. Animal Stories is a slice of Chicago history that, like Bozo, deserves to be shared with everyone, I believe. You gotta kinda do your own math for the sales tax, but if you know how to use a calculator, it won't kill you.

http://www.animalstoriescd.com/

I've made it my personal responsibility to show the world that there's more to Chicago than the Chicago hot dog and the stupid Cubs.

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Japan appoints anime EMBASSADOR! [Mar. 21st, 2008|02:00 pm]
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Only in Japan...

http://hosted.ap.org/dynamic/stories/O/ODD_JAPAN_CARTOON_AMBASSADOR


Doraemon! I CHOOSE YOU!!!
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The Happy Video Game Nerd [Mar. 15th, 2008|02:25 am]
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Normally, I don't dig blatant rip-offs, but I'll give props to rip-offs who can do a decent enough job. Enter the Happy Video Game Nerd. Unlike certain irate gamers on the internet, this guy doesn't pretend like James Rolfe doesn't exist. Rather, he pretty much acknowledges that he's a complementary side dish to James' main course of rage.

The only disadvantage to being the Happy Video Game Nerd is probably that, unlike James, he probably doesn't stand a huge chance of getting a lot of donated games. Hey, Derrek, want my questionably legal copy of Earthbound for the NES? HAHA, sucker! Can't have it! Want my nearly flawlessly preserved Zelda gold cartridge? Bwaha! You're not getting that, either! I might let you have Donkey Kong Classics, though! ...can't seem to get rid of that piece of shit.

But I digress. Here now, enjoy a romp through a classic game with the HAPPY Video Game Nerd, as he takes you through Little Nemo: The Dream Master.



And for more fun, check out Retroware TV.



...Hmm, speaking of donated games, I was toying around with the idea of donating my copy of Rhapsody for PS1 to James Rolfe. On the other hand, I paid a lot for that piece of shit.
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Evicerating idiots [Mar. 11th, 2008|01:30 am]
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I haven't posted a good anti-fundy post in a long time. I don't know if this one's going to be an actual "good" one, but it's just some stuff that I've had on my mind, so you may enjoy these little anecdotes.

1. Presuppositionalists Don't Care About Science
God damn, Christian presuppositionalism sucks. Presuppositionalism went from being what I believed to be the most competent defense of religion to being one of the most basically stupid, and I think even some of the theists I know would agree. See, the average Christian in this country would not find it very palletable, which is why you tend not to find presuppositionalism as prevelant as, say, intelligent design.

A presuppositionalist apologetic is designed exclusively to defend an extreme Biblical literalist point-of-view. That means that if you're a moderate, you're getting thrown under the bus and being classed an atheist. Yeah, it's that nutty. But, don't worry, because the entire premise is based on a false dichotomy between two worldviews, the atheist and the Christian, and the atheist one is a strawman, anyway. Believe me. I'm an atheist, and I know when someone's just making shit up about my worldview.

The jist of the argument is that the fundamentalist, Bible-literal Christian worldview is internally consistant and objective while the "materialist atheist" one is purely arbitrary. He then tries to suggest that the use of cognative faculties, such as logic, reason, and science, can only follow from the internally consistant worldview. Since the presupper has (incorrectly) assumed that the atheist worldview is arbitrary, he objects to any appeal to science or reason.

The error is that the presuppositionalist assumes that worldviews are based on authority, so he tries to make it a head-to-head contest between the mind of God and the mind of man. Of course, most sane people don't appeal to authority when using logic and reason. They appeal to the real world. He also makes the same basic blunder as the creationist by assuming that you somehow have to know the origin of the universe and all its constances in order to infer things logically, but there's absolutely no reason to assume this. After all, the whole point of employing logic and science is to find out what we don't know. It's like the presuppositionalist is blaming the non-believers and moderates for not having omniscience enough to have a complete understanding of how his world works.

And that is basically why presuppositionalism is wrong.

So now that I've given you a refresher, I had a thought that kind of amused me. See, the argument of the presuppositionalist is basically a way to monopolize the ability to appeal to logic, reason, and science. He'll insist that he can do it with his worldview, but the rest of us can't. So I started to think, why doesn't he do that, then?

Seriously, if the fundamentalist Bible-thumping presupper really has such a monopoly on science and reason, then he should be able to apply it within the context of his worldview and demonstrate how the fundy worldview actually works when using evidence to reach a conclusion. For example, there ought be a really simple way to explain why the fossil record is really just rubbish. In fact, he should have no trouble at all, aside from funding and man power (i.e., lame excuses! When has religion ever had a problem with funding?!), to go out to Montana and show that dinosaurs and mastadons can, in fact, be found in the same rock beds together. If the stratification of geography actually happened in the flood, then he should be able to embrace the so-called "sciences" of creationism or intelligent design and demonstrate their validity without much effort.

...But he doesn't do that. Despite claiming to have a worldview from which science and reason follow, I've never seen a presupper actually apply reason and science in any demonstratable way. And yes, I'm making a materialistic demand, but goddammit, he ought to be able to do it! What a coo that would be to actually demonstrate the alleged interal consistency of the fundy Christian worldview.

But not only do they not do it, they go well out of their way to avoid doing so. And you know why? It's because they know they're full of shit, and they know that their pitifully archaic fundamentalist beliefs won't reaffirm themselves in scientific experiments. They attempt to monopolize science and reason so that they can put it in a cookie jar and store it up on a high shelf where they think nobody else can reach. As long as they assume that they have the rest of us at an epistemological checkmate, they won't worry about whether or not science actually works in a fundamentalist Christian worldview.

...because they know they're wrong, but they don't care.


2. New Sins! ...says the Vatican!
Did you hear about this? Apparently, the Vatican has decided that the Bible actually can be dated, which I find hilarious. So much for the Bible being a cutting edge science book that's supposedly always been years ahead of human progress. The Vatican seems to believe that they need to add some new 21-century sins to the traditional ten. Where'd these extra commandments come from? I don't know. Did God send Pope Eggs Benedict a memo that there are some new mortal sins he wanted to try out?

Or maybe these "new" ones are every bit as eternal, but they were lost somehow. Maybe this is what happened to them...


Anyway, pollution is one of the new ones. Rather appropriate, because just like all the other sins, it's absolutely impossible to avoid doing it. I mean, unless you live somewhere that doesn't use electricity or natural gas, you're pretty much doing this 24/7.

Even if we overlook that, could imagine the influx of confessions at Catholic churches? "Forgive me father for I have sinned. I drove my SUV to work this week, and nobody was car pooling with me." "That'll be twenty hail Maries and ride your bike from now on, ya jerk!"

Another new sin is genetic manipulation. Fuck! There goes our aggriculture!

And naturally, drugs are in there, too. I'm sure they'll be happy to arbitrarily differentiate which drugs they're talking about. They're only talking about those mind-altering ones that you buy in the street, and not those prescription ones that you take for your depression. ...oh wait. Of course, I'm sure you'll still be allowed to drink your wine with your wafer, so don't worry about that one, either.

I'm noticing that this list is particularly leaning toward the left, which is refreshing in a way, but still kind of annoying. I'm surprised there isn't a gun control sin.

Oh well, at least evolution wasn't in there, for once.

Here's a rather amusing article about it: http://www.alternet.org/blogs/peek/79254/


3. Making Intelligent Design People Cry
So, you know that the "Expelled" movie is being released soon. Of course, I've had to smack around these idiots who are like, "You can't say anything bad about this movie until you actually see it!". What a stupid thing to say. Of course I can say bad stuff about it. For one thing, if the premise of the movie wrong, then I'm certainly allowed to sweep the rug right out from underneith it without so much as having to see a minute of actual film.

The premise of the film is that "Big Science" is being intollerant and suppressive of new ideas. Obviously rubbish, because we live in a society where anyone can pretty much publish anything these days. The advent of the blog has made it quite simple for people of all ilk to share new ideas. There's nothing a scientist or a group of scientists could do to stop this information exchange.

The problem is that intelligent design is not science, and ID people don't like hearing that. Ben Stein complains in this new movie that the scientific establishment is not being accepting of intelligent design, as if being critical and skeptical are such bad things. If you've seen the poster for the movie, then you've seen Ben Stein decked out in school garb, ala Angus Young, with the tag line that innovations in science are lead by rebels.

If you encounter anyone who attempts to use this reasoning on you, simply point out to them that the rebels Ben Stein is referring to (Einstein, e.g.) didn't have to cheat by making a political demonstration out of the whole issue. In fact, politely remind this person that visciously attacking new ideas is what science is supposed to do. If intelligent design was given a free pass of acceptance, then it would be tremendously UNfair to every other theory of science, including those that intelligent design advocates allegedly support.

Basically, the entire premise of Ben Stein's new movie is that science is being a great big bully by not granting credence to naked assertions. Ben Stein believes that naked assertions should be given credibility. Ben Stein is wrong.
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Spin that wheel! [Mar. 7th, 2008|10:45 pm]
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So guess what, boys and girls! I went to a taping of Wheel of Fortune today! Yes, they were at Chicago's scenic (and expensive) Navy Pier. Fortunately, the show tickets were free. But the parking wasn't! Neither was the food!

Well, there was a lot of time before the show, so I got to wonder around Navy Pier for a while. There's this huge stained glass museum there. Of course, most of it was stuff taken out of churches. There was this one for which I really wish I had my camera. I swear, it looked like Robo-Jesus. Apparently, he was a a cyborg savior sent through time to save us from our mortal sins. I guess you could call him the Raptureminator!

*cue the crickets*

So, it came time for the show, and all the ticket holders had to stand in this REALLY long line. And I mean long! It had to be at least a couple thousand feet. Maybe longer. I don't know. I kind of lose my ability to estemate distance after about 800 feet. Let me put it this way. The line was stretched all the way down one hall, alround the corner, all the way down another hall, and then back again. And we weren't exactly lined up single file, either. It was more like a cluster.

Oh, but before even getting to the line, there are these diagonal support beams everywhere. This one woman walks right into one of them, and I was positive she had knocked herself out. It was this audible thump. Another person there was like, "They should put up a sign for people to be careful of these things.", and I was thinking, "If she couldn't even see the beam that was right in front of her face, what makes you think she can see a sign?". ...but I digress.

Anyhoo, I was SOOO thirsty standing in that line. But do you know what those assholes were handing out to everyone?! PEANUTS!! Just what I need when I'm thirsty! Salty fucking peanuts! And they weren't even good peanuts. They were like shitty airline peanuts.

Hey, I don't suppose you guys have any sand back there I can have with my peanuts. Perhaps some cotton balls to put in between my cheek and gums. ...you know, in case I get too hydrated standing in line. You fuckers.

And it doesn't help that the floor is that kind of sealed concrete, so your feet and back get sore standing around. They had chairs, but I kind of felt like a heel sitting down with all the elderly women in my immediate vicinity. And I couldn't even go and get an extra chair, because although there were empty ones at the other end of this huge room, they were all strapped together. At one point, I just had to pop a squat on the ground. I couldn't take it anymore.

Aside from peanuts, they had people handing out these light-up pins shaped like the wheel. When you turn it on, each of the spaces on the wheel light up and go around in a circle. Really cheesy.

Hey, remember back in the 80s when game shows would actually give the studio audience decent shit? Remember that? "Each member of our studio audience will receive Stratego by Parker Brothers!" Yeah, it was usually just a crappy board game, but it was certainly better than a stupid pin!

Oh, but speaking of prizes, at least they don't have that floating head segment of the show anymore. That used to infuriate me as a kid, because they were making you spend the money you just won on crap you probably didn't need. If it was me, I would have just told Pat to hand me a check. I don't need a fucking vaccuum cleaner or a bag of golf clubs.

So, after about three hours of standing around, they start letting people in for the first taping. Of course, the show was over-booked, so a lot of us stood just outside the curtain, wondering if we were going to get sent home. The ticket actually says that admittance is not guaranteed, but they assured us that we'd get in. After all, people were leaving before the first show even ended. I don't understand how people can go to a TV taping, stand around for three hours, and then leave before the first half hour is up. I mean, that's a lot of time invested to only sit through thirty minutes! (not even that, actually)

So eventually, I got seated in some nice kooshy floor seats. You know, the ones where the camera swooshes over on TV. I never made it on camera, but I tried my darndest to contribute to the audio of the program. For one thing, I did a lot of late claps. You know, that single loud clap immediately after the applause has died down. *CLAP!* I love doing that!

I also cheered at least two Bankrupts and a Lose-A-Turn. They'll probably drop it in the mix, but if you hear clapping during a Bankrupt on the May 7, 2008 episode of Wheel of Fortune, that's me!

After the show was over, my sister wanted to go to Bubba Gump's Shrimp. OH MY GOD! Never have I eaten food that filled me up so rapidly. I just got a burger, and it was fucking huge! And then we got this cookie ice cream thing that had me down for the count.

On the way out, I had this really cool idea that on the day the show airs, I'll have a few people over while we watch it on TV, but I won't tell them I was there. That way, I can sit there and solve all the puzzles, like I'm some kind of super genius!

TV's Pat Sajak: "This next puzzle is a phrase."
Mr. Neil: "I'm having the time of my life."
Unsuspecting friend: "Wow, Neil! You're good at this!"

All in all, it was good day, but my feet are SOOO sore. And they actually kind stank, too. So much so, that I stuck my feet into the shower when I got home. I literally sat down on the bathroom floor and stuck my feet in the shower door.

And then I stretched out, got myself something to drink, and poof... messa here, blogging to all of you.

And now for a complete non sequitur...

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Adudathuda Does The Mario [Feb. 29th, 2008|06:00 pm]
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Got a shitty DVD?  Then I strongly urge you to head over to either Adudathuda.com or Filmpigs.com to find out if there's a downloadable sarcastic commentary for you.  Needless to say, people who have the complete Star Wars Saga will be in for a treat.  You can even hunt around for movies on demand and synch them up.

This week's Adudathuda selection is Super Mario Bros.  One os the single worst movies ever made.  Easily in my top ten worst of all-time.  Probably only outdone by the Double Dragon movie, to which I gave my full endorsement.
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Subversive Things To Do With Art Supplies [Feb. 28th, 2008|05:10 pm]
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So in a rare move the other day, I stopped at the art supply store and got myself some real supplies. Usually I'm content to use a good ol' No. 2 pencil with a regular pink eraser. Jen makes fun of me for it, but I don't have to drive as far to get said supplies.

Plus I have this eraser that I've had for years. It's this old pink eraser that's really, really soft for some reason. And yet, I've managed not to wear it down too badly over the years.

However, I do need a few actual real art erasers. So I got a white gummy eraser and a kneeded rubber.

The kneeded rubber (why does that sound dirty?) is like this magic Pla-Doh thing that you can mold into shapes, but it never hardens. Plus, it doesn't leave any crumbs. the kneeded rubber really lets you get into those hard-to-reach spots, if the lines are really close together.

Actually, I don't really use the kneeded rubber all that much. My favorite thing to do with it is to roll it out really thin and flat and then fold it over into a ravioli shape, trapping air inside.

The gummy eraser is something I tended to use a lot more often, simply because it's just so soft that it doesn't destroy the paper the way a pink school eraser would (well, except for the one I have). I used to have a couple of them in high school, and I eventually whittled them away to nothing.

Another neat thing about the gummy eraser is that it's a perfect rectangular brick of eraser with an extremely smooth texture. That means that you can actually modify them with an X-Acto knife and make stamps out of them. ...which is exactly what I did in high school.

See, when I was a young hooligan, our dean had this "APPROVED" stamp that he would ka-chink down onto any poster or flyer hanging in the hallway. The rent-a-cop security guards we had back then (this was pre-Columbine) basically had the sub-duty of glancing at these posters to make sure there was an official dean stamp.

So I nabbed one of these out of the hall and used it as a template for my own "APPROVED" stamp. And it fucking worked! I would print up all sorts of obnoxious stuff on my computer, stamp them with my bastard approval stamp, and hang them in the hallway. They usually had a lifespan of an entire day, which is a bit longer than the usual hour than an unstamped wall hanging would get. Usually, those were taken down within an hour.

Actually, we pretty much figured out that the only one who would habitually take down my phony approved hall posters was the dean himself. The man was pretty fucking anal. He'd even find the ones I would intentionally try to hide in the minutia of overabundant pro-school flyers. He must have been like, "Wait a minute! That 8½x11 area of wall was exposed only an hour ago! Some hooligan tried to hide this sheet of paper among other official wall hangings! Unbeknownt to him, I have memorized every square inch of wall space in the entire school! HA! BWA-HA-HA!"

I'd even try to hide them among the other flyers, but below eye level. And that kind of worked for a while. But they'd still be gone after a day.

Of course, you're probably wondering what kind of evil shit I used to print up to post around the school. Well, I don't remember everything, but my favorite was the official anti-school-pride fight song. See, we used to have these school assemblies, and the band would play the fight song, which we were all expected to sing along. Seriously! I make this shit up, not.

So, utilizing the best of my Weird Al abilities, I kept the song structure but wrote some pretty bitter lyrics that mostly loathed the having to sing it at assemblies and mocked the athletec teams for not achieving anything. And yes, my hooligan friends and I did sing the anti-pride song at the assemblies. Surprisingly, nobody ever threatened bodily harm.

Then again, by the time I was really posting that thing around the school hot and heavy, I was only going to high school for half a day anyway. I was pretty much an enigma my senior year. Someone would be like, "Where's Neil? How come he isn't around anymore? Did he graduate?". And everyone else would be like, "Who?".

Another thing I used to do with my kneeded rubber was to basically use it as modeling clay. I used to be really good at molding caracatures of my teachers, which I would immediately squash if they came walking by. "Is that Pla-Doh!?" "No, Mr. Rossiter. It's an eraser. See?" It was really easy to demonstrate this fact, so I never had it taken away.

Oh, as long as I'm on the topic of art, I might as well tell this story that actually has nothing to do with art supplies. It was about this girl I really, REALLY liked in high school. This was back when I had two art classes back-to-back (in the same room, mind you!), and this girl would be there in both classes.

And this girl was just drop dead gorgeous. Long curvy legs, luscious pouty lips, dreamy lavender eyes, and long wavy black hair. She was like Wonder Woman, only real. And I spent much of my Sophomore year just lusting after this girl, and I'm pretty sure she knew about it. And I would just sit there in a not-able-to-stand-up sort of way, dreamily thinking about her.

(If Jenny is reading this, this is about the point where she grabs her barf bag, I'm sure. She knows EXACTLY who I'm talking about.) Don't worry, Jen. You'll like how this ends.

Anyhoo, this girl would basically flirt with everyone. Nowadays, that would be a major turn-off, but back then, it was making my hormones do sommersaults. I didn't care that she hugged ALL of the guys in class. I just figured that it only meant something when she got to me. I don't know why. I guess I was stupid.

So, she noticed (as if you COULDN'T) that I love drawing the hot dames. Even back then, my sketch pad was full of them. But unlike the average babe-drawing schmoe, I tended to draw actual expressions on my chicks. Yes, even back then! So she's like, "Can you draw a picture of me. I knelt before her and was like, "M'lady. It would be of the highest honor. I shall gladly accept."

For the next FOUR WEEKS, I drew this picture of her. Now, that's a long time to spend on a drawing, but I was determined to make it perfect. I would put every ounce of my ability into capturing her eyes and facial features. And let me tell you, boys and girls, back then, when I was motivated, I drew some damn dreamy-looking eyes. I made sure I did it right!

On the other hand, I just might be full of bullshit here. It's also occurred to me that the reason I may have taken four weeks to finish this drawing was that I had a perfect excuse to stare at her nonstop. But I digress. Let us not quibble over every little detail, shall we?

What matters is that by the time I was finished, I captured her beauty. It was, in my honest opinion, absolutely perfect. Probably the best real life drawing I've ever done. ...to date, even. I was so proud of it, and I stood there like a giggling idiot as I handed it to her. Her big dreamy eyes opened wide, and she thanked me from the bottom of her heart. She also gave me the biggest hug. I was floating on a cloud at that moment. And then she folded it and stuffed it into her purse.

SHE FUCKING FOLDED IT.

And then I never spoke to her again. The end.
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1-900-Nerd-Girl [Feb. 19th, 2008|10:15 pm]
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Why do I feel so dirty after watching this?

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Roy Scheider passed away [Feb. 11th, 2008|12:30 pm]
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It was the fear that killed him.
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Emo Wall [Jan. 30th, 2008|04:00 am]
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Good morning, cats and kittens. Neil's up early today to shovel snow! (Actually, it's not that deep, so fuck the snow!) So in lue of back-breaking labor, I've decided to post something funny instead.

funny pictures
moar funny pictures

Hey, I have a joke. Did you hear the one about the emo pizza? It cuts itself!

In other news, my webhost is being ultra retarded today, so be sure to check out any Dasien updates rightchere!
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Wedding Dance [Jan. 28th, 2008|02:15 pm]
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All I can say is that if you tell your bride that you want to do something like this at your wedding reception, and she actually agrees to go along with it, then you've got someone with whom you should be happy for the rest of your life. Don't ever, EVER let that person go.

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Limozeen Vs. Racer X [Jan. 22nd, 2008|06:00 pm]
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Remember those guys in that band Limozeen? Everyone's favorite parody of 80s metal. How acurate is the spoof? Well, compare them to an actual 80s metal band and see for yourself!

LIMOZEEN


Racer X

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Merry Christmas! ...Festivus ...Whatevah [Dec. 25th, 2007|10:30 am]
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Hey, it's time for a little holiday cheer. Since WGN ran the Bozo, Gar, And Ray special last night, I figured I'd once again post the Dean Richards radio show of awesomeness Bozo anthology. These files are hosted by WGN, so be sure to go over to their website and tell them how awesome Bozo is.

Bob Bell Part 1
Bob Bell Part 2
Bob Bell Part 3
Roy Brown/Cooky
Bozopalooza
Ray Rayner
Joey D'Auria

Being a child of the 80s, I grew up on Bozo. In fact, I never really outgrew Bozo. I don't think anyone in Chicago has ever outgrown Bozo. As you could imagine, Bozo is a very sentimental thing for me.

A while back, I made a long post about how sorely Bozo is missed in Chicago and how badly its needed on DVD. In 40 years, you'd think that there'd be quite an archive of of the Bob Bell years. Sadly, Dean Richards has confirmed that the fast majority of the Bozo's early years no longer exists. What survives today is mostly comprised of rare studio footage and personal VHS and BETA collections donated by viewers. My heart sinks thinking about all the great moments that have been lost to time. If anything survives at all, it's mostly comprised of the later stuff from the 80s and 90s, when producers finally realized that the show was worth preserving.

It was truly the last show of its kind. It outclassed virtually every other form of childrens programming on the air, including the cartoons. It borrowed heavily from Vaudville and improve-style comedy. And boy, when things didn't go exactly as planned, there was a lot of improve.

The clowns often repeated the same bits over and over, but the comedy was in watching the actors screw up their lines or missing cues. The other clowns rarely ever bailed each other out. In fact, the performers seemed to enjoy having fun at each other's expense. There was rarely ever a Bozo bit where the clowns didn't break character and laugh at themselves and each other.

The humor often extended well into the adult spectrum, which is why old sentimental guys like me still smile when seeing old clips of the Bozo Show. For a show that was made for children, there was always that level of humor for Mom and Dad.

I still say that WGN needs to work on getting whatever they can to DVD. But for now, we have the anual holiday special, and we have the Dean Richards archive.

So cue up RealPlayer or whatever program you have that plays RM files and enjoy a few hours of Chicago history. Bozo's Circus in on the air! ...er, net.
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