shark: splendid savage of the sea

postcard movie review

Dear Spike,

Next time, less soundtrack more movie. Say "hey" to Charlie for me, if you guys still hang out.

Love,
jfz

ps: the kids are alright...

Everyday Struggle

Q: what is an astronaut's favorite sport? A: Lcross

A few months ago, the public library had "lunar samples" on display. It was a palm-sized clear disk with different variations of gray powder and corresponding labels. Totally disappointing.
I thought this picture would be appropriate for our undead blog because of the LCROSS mission aka "the bombing of the moon."
Many are skeptical and more are outraged regarding this whole ordeal--- but at least this will provide astronauts with the opportunity to collect better samples of moonrocks to display in public libraries across the nation.

burrito dinner

starring "goof ball" branden goff, dave "throw up those dukes" kutz, "aunti" christ-ina spinelli and bob "lye" barry. in the biggest action dinner since arnold ate those babies.

the blog is dead, long live the blog.

BLOG MORTUUS EST, VIVAT BLOG.

another crisis averted thanks to cartoons

anyone who knows me, knows that i like to reference cartoons in conversation.

let me put it this way, some people have the bible, other people have wise and aged family members, i have cartoons. cartoons have taught me many of the many things that have made me who i am. they have taught me morals, ethics, interpersonal skills, economics, what to do with pesky road runners, and so on.

well this post is to honor cartoons which have saved me from unknown horrors.

as this picture above demonstrates i was almost lured into a trap. i know this. i learned this from cartoons. they taught me that carrots on the ground are never just free carrots. i couldn't see the box, but i'm sure it was there, right above those carrots, waiting to drop on me so that some stuttering hunter in flannel could have his way with me.

thank you animated allegories!

New Favorite Sport

While briefly researching 'Bangladesh', whose national sport is Kabaddi, I came across Kabaddi. It's like tag, except with one essentially different, borderline-ridiculous rule. Not to mention, the game seems entirely based around trust--trust that the raider is not breathing while she/he is attacking you. What? I know. Amazing.

Un Petit Poem

Trust me darling
the only progress you halted
in letting your hair grow long
was the once understood process
that of my moving on

KO'd

Anytime I see this cover, I'm five years old again.