Wolf at the Door

Incase both of you havn't yet heard this, I found this not-to-bad video for Radiohead's Wolf at the Door. Songs great, but the animation's pritty pathetic; but in it's deffince I will say that it resembles the work of a baby that Edward Gorey and Tim Burton would have togethor. In conclution, check it out if you wish.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dvBPCm25z4I

TIM OR LEO!

I think we are to meat Saturday, as such: I'm looking at buying these two itmes for beatboxing. Anywho you guys would know better than I if they would work togethor:

http://www.bosscorp.co.jp/products/en/RC-2/specs.html

http://www.shure.com/ProAudio/Products/WiredMicrophones/us_pro_520DX_content

If you see this before then, I'd appreaciate a responce.

A Quick Tom Waits Tale

I gotta go to Ohio, I'll be back friday... I think? But anywho real fast, my mom whent to pick up my preordered Tom Waits album today, the new one: Orphans. And anywho by mistake, the guy behind the counter mistook me for another person who had preordered and handded her a limited edition version, worth around $60 or more (depending on where you go) and charged her the reguler price. So, on toop of it being the new album and limited edition, it's signed by Tom Waits! Thought you may get a simmiler kick out of it that I got. Hoho, sorry I didn't talk to you Christian, I forgot I was Leaving right after school. Hope your doing well- PEAce out!

Manefestation of a Maverick Enigma

So it goes without saying, though I am saying it, that the Bird has stumbled across a beacon of brilliance an geniuses. So this gal' our Katypuss has found is that of indescribable proportions. Her art is innocent, warped, atmospheric, nebulous, Indy, comic, seductive, crude and/or attractive in depiction, and all around charming. This has to be what so many strive-for when it comes to art without guidelines. Honestly, this has to be one of the most stunning and charismatic collections of art by a single individual in a long time. So please, I provoke you to go into the bizarre light, check this mind-blowing gal' out! http://www.olofsdotter.com/

Welcome to whatever this is.....

So as you can tell some changes have been made, and they may change a lot. So don't get confused becouse I'm still trying to find a blog type that I enjoy. ANy suggestions feel free to comment.

TIME FOR A CHANGE!

To both of you who actualy read this, the blog is gonna get a makeover. I'am being forced by the host site to change the format, but I don't think it's gonna be much diffrent for you two. So just to let you know, renavations are going to occure; but we'll still have the archives from the past year and a half. In conclution, bannana retard baby; and don't get confused if you come here some time not long from now and it dosn't look the same. I'll still be here to pointlessly ramble for god knows what reason, and for all I know it may be a good thing that it's gonna happen. Look for a new porkcarbohidrates-blog soon.

-Nigel

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One more for the road!

Reporter: What kind of plane is it?

Johnny: Oh, it's a big pretty white plane with red stripes, curtains in the windows and wheels and it just looks like a big Tylenol.

OHHH

Steve McCroskey: [to Mrs. Oveur] Now your husband and the others are alive, but unconscious.

Johnny: Just like Gerald Ford.

yoooo

Johnny: [plugging back in the runway lights] Just kidding.

Johnny: The tower, the tower! Rapunzel, Rapunzel!

Johnny: Auntie Em, Uncle Henry, Toto! It's a twister! It's a twister!

Phhhhh

Ted Striker: Mayday! Mayday!
Steve McCroskey: What the heck is that?
Johnny: Why, that's the Russian New Year. We can have a parade and serve hot hors d'oeuvres...

They never Old!

Steve McCroskey: Get me someone who won't crack under pressure.

Johnny: How about Mister Rogers?

Hohoho

Steve McCroskey: Johnny, what can you make out of this?
[Hands him the weather briefing]

Johnny: This? Why, I can make a hat or a brooch or a pterodactyl...

O johnny/jacobs

Steve McCroskey: This fog is getting thicker.

Johnny: And Leon is getting laaaaarrrrrger.

He never gets old...

[the controllers thinking about the people in the hijacked airplane]

Controller #2: They're screwed!

Controller #3: They're dead!

Controller Jacobs: Did I leave the iron on?

Hoho Jacobs

Steve McCroskey: Jacobs, what have you got on Elaine Dickinson?

Jacobs: Well, I'm two inches taller, a better dancer, and much more fun to be with.

O that Jacobs

Steve McCroskey: Jacobs, I want to know absolutely everything that's happened up till now.

Jacobs: Well, let's see. First the earth cooled. And then the dinosaurs came, but they got too big and fat, so they all died and they turned into oil. And then the Arabs came and they bought Mercedes Benzes. And Prince Charles started wearing all of Lady Di's clothes. I couldn't believe it.

Hupah-Eze' bwa-bwa!