Saturday, August 30, 2008

Love Life
I was about to join an Eskimo dating website but I decided I just wasn't that Inuit.
Quick Question
Is anybody buying Nicolas Cage as an action hero anymore?
I have to come down on the "no" side of that one.

Friday, August 29, 2008

Let's Talk About
Chicks, man. (For those who don't watch, that's a call-out to E Channel's "The Soup" with the very funny Joel McHale as host.) Just a couple of notes on famous females, Hollywood division.
First, I've never been a particular fan of Katie Holmes, especially after married the poison dwarf. But Wizbang has a few shots of her as she appears on the ABC show "Eli Stone." Credit where it's due: the pixie bob haircut is just adorable. Well played, very well played.
In contradistinction, I've always rather liked Minnie Driver. I'm well aware of all the criticisms that can be made of her looks but to me she's quite attractive. Well, until now. Which is really strange because I've generally found pregnant women to be lovely. Minnie is not carrying well. That bellybutton looks like the pop-up timer on a Thanksgiving turkey. Poit! It's crowning!
It doesn't help that her attitude toward her male companion is that he's essentially a sperm donor. Play nice Minnie. Play nice.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Worst Case of Lactose Intolerance Ever Recorded


Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Scene
(interior, a home office, a phone call is joined in progress)
(voice over) Enigmatic Misanthrope: I guess that's about it. Any new bodies in the crawl space?
BlogDog: No. Just the one.
EM: No additions? You're a lousy serial killer.
BD: Actually I'm a very good serial killer. I got it right the first time so I didn't have to keep doing it over and over.
EM: Which is good because you already spend too much time with the moisturizer.
BD: So true. The good stuff's not cheap. But it does work.
EM: Quicklime would solve that problem.
BD: Also true but too clich├ęd. Talk with you later.
EM: Later.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

A Bit Early
I'd like to offer a big-ole, bad-ole Happy Birthday to my brother Lycurgus. And a bit early as The Day is the 2oth, not the day actual I post.
Congratulations on tearin' up another year and you'll be getting (apart from my screw up on the house number - I've been screwing up a lot lately) a package from the big box store in a day or so (according to the tracking it departed Buffalo this morning). And I've got another little something to send you as well. Very gift certificatey. But I think you'll like it. (cough)lands end(cough)


I loved this game as a child.

I have been glued to the Beijing Olympics....
I have always loved this stuff, I love the way it smells! I like the way it makes your fingers feel like plastic when you put some on and let it harden! I like to peel it off, like a second skin layer. I also like the way it tastes! It tastes like it smells and that is good! I like to build my models in a small room with no airflow, I like to airbrush with laquer in my room too. Laquer smells really good too, I want to drink some someday to see if it tastes good too. I love plastic modelling! I Love Testors Airplane Glue!When I build models with Testors airplane glue it make me forget about bad things, ugly things, like the cancellation of Denise Richards' reality show; Man am I ever glad I have a good supply on hand! I need to stop now...
"Meet the most exotic, charming and beautiful Chinese women".....I think I had too much to dream last night..

Friday, August 15, 2008



Free Hugs Campaign




I have watched this 3 minute 39 second video at least 25 times and each time it has made me smile. It is perfectly choreographed and a wonderful use of today's technology. I hope you like it because I believe it speaks to, as Abe Lincoln once said, the better angels of our nature.

Peace.

Paul

Thursday, August 07, 2008

Lack Of Posting
I am loathe to be personal here on PoW. I (mostly) retain my anonymity. I eschew navel-blogging (the blogging of navel gazing). But I find myself in a position where I have to publicly acknowledge something I really have no desire to share.
I have a depressive personality. It has a strong genetic component (my paternal grandfather was a suicide) and it is exacerbated by pain and my tendency to draw inward instead of seek help. I have one singular ability which is to cover up my mental state on a day-to-day basis. I do things. I am in contact with people. But the fact of the matter is that I have been deeply, profoundly depressed for at least the last two months. I have finally come to the point where I have done something about it which requires that I acknowledge what I have been feeling. Let me not put too fine a point on it: I was in a state where I could rather easily have taken what I euphemistically call "an irrevocable action." I have given consideration to such at a few other times in my life and have always keep walking past the open windows. I believe I have spent the last several weeks lingering at the sill.
Yet, as of a couple of days ago, I have shut the pane and turned away. Now all the life that was going on behind me as I tarried is facing me and I will have to spend, probably, the rest of this month catching up to where I would have been at the end of May.
I post this by way of explanation. I have never felt an obligation to post to PoW but I have usually felt the desire to do so. That desire was absent. If I am to continue blogging, I felt it necessary to let those of you who have become acquainted with "BlogDog" over time what has separated me from my persona.
Personally, I owe a number of people a huge amount of effort and results, the output of which begins with this post. I will also offer my apologies, publicly, to those from whom I have removed myself. You do not deserve to suffer from my problems. I will do my best to make up for all that I have not done.
I will also try to bring my posting of interesting and amusing things back to a level where you readers will give PoW a daily look.

Wednesday, August 06, 2008


Finally, EM knew the drinks he had given Old Lady Hopkins were working. Tonight at the tender age of 34, he would be a virgin no more.

Monday, August 04, 2008

Delayed Embed
There is music so it qualifies. But the real point of this will be obvious to those who click "play." It is the "cutest moment in the history of the world."
(h/t Cold Fury)