Remembrance Of TV (Not-That-Long) Past...

I had to share this: what I'm about to show you is something that will probably make many of you sad, teary-eyed even, but watch it anyway:

What the Sci-Fi Channel USED to show.



Oh, stop crying, will you; it's embarrassing.

Dope out.

-TGWD

I'm Feeling "Feeble"....

No, I'm fine; thanks for asking - aside from having little to no work to do at work and not getting much pay anymore - hey, other than that. I'm GREAT!

Okay, enough sarcasm....

Thing is, in an effort to pick up my dragging spirits, I just gained my very own copy of Meet The Feebles, an early effort by none other than Mister Peter Jackson, ladies and germs! (and if you don't know who he is, go rent a movie.)

Anyway, like I was saying, Feebles is something the likes of which you have not seen (nor are likely to ever see again). It's been called "The Muppets On Acid" for reasons that are all too clear not even 5 minutes into the film itself, as well as being foul-mouthed, overtly violent, homophobic, traumatic to small children (and other humans) and probably is the most foul, disgusting thing you're likely to see!

Oh, and did I mention that it was all acted out by puppets?

You owe it to yourself to seek this one out and watch it all the way through; if you can get through it and keep your sanity intact (like ME), I shall acknowledge your abilities, Grasshopper.

Just to play it safe, I'll post the beginning of the movie here...



And if, after that, you feel brave enough, you can follow this YouTube link and behold the wonders and sights that await you in this world of sex, violence and deeply disturbing animal puppet characters.

Consider yourself warned. (evil laugh)

Dope out.

-TGWD

Miss Me?

Well! That was a nice vacation...man, did I ever need that.... Soooo... what'd I miss?

Oh yeah - nothing: I'm the boss here.

Anyway....

From everything that I could tell, those six (or eight, maybe) viewers of my blog out there have spoken to me, telling me to not be so adamant about posting every single freakin' day - thereby avoiding any further burnout. Makes sense.

So, just so I can convince you out there that I still love and respect you and am no longer going off on you (in the near future, anyway), I shall post only when I have something important to say or share.

That work for you? Good.

Anyway, most of the frustrating things in my life are over, so my nerves aren't as bad as they were, and I have found out who my real friends are. Very important, that.

Be warned, though, that I'll probably be using this as a soapbox to rail against various people, places or things every great once in a while. And no, I'm not going to turn into a loud-mouth jerk who hates everybody, I'm just one of those annoying types that just want fair treatment from other people; so if you're one of those people who refuse same - look out. (evil laughter)

Okay, that was the "RANT" part of my blog. Now, how about some entertainment for the first time in a couple of weeks?

Let us celebrate my return to the blog world with an '80s song I haven't heard in a long time. Once you hear it, you'll remember, too.



Ahh, it's good to be back.

Dope out.