Recession in Toyville: Encounter at Mount Staircase
The global recession was hurting Cobra Commander’s terror organization. So despondent was he at recent cutbacks within Cobra that he decided to go for a morning drive. The ritual soothed him. It was a time to relax and collect his thoughts. Read more
Commander: I’m getting back into the ‘Conquer the World’ business, Destro.
Destro: Excellent. My company will be happy to supply you with all the weapons you’ll need at exorbitant prices. Read more
War on the Floor IV: Skip Hoppington Strikes Back.
3rd anniversary 1.15.2008
Travel more than 100 stupid years for anniversary number three.
More bonus! 1.9.2008
More DVD-style commentary that has nothing to do with shooting in Vancouver. God that’s boring. WOTF 2 commentary awaits.
DVD bonus! 1.7.2008
Want the author’s commentary to the first War on the Floor? It’s like DVD commentary except no Kevin Smith. Commentary awaits.
War on the Floor III concludes in Part 5.
Happy Super Awesome Day 12.18.2007
This year, we’ve compiled the holiday gift guide to end all holiday gift guides.
Enter the dragon 12.10.2007
The Sugar Bunnies attack Peep Village. War on the Floor III continues in Part 4.
Interlude: origin of Cadbury Creme Eggs 12.6.2007
A quick interlude in War on the Floor III, as we look at the daring work of Malcolm Cadbury in Part 3.
One if by land; two if by creme egg 12.3.2007
War on the Floor III continues as Chirpy tries to warn Peep Village in Part 2.
War on the Floor III 11.28.2007
Did someone say “finally”? The third part of the series starts today. Part 1. You don’t need to know anything from WOTF 1 and 2. They’re all independent. Still, you might want to check out how it started.
vs. The Lottery 11.13.2007
Is $12 million enough?
Go beep yourself 11.7.2007
Honking your car horn is a sure way to get the ladies, right? Our intrepid reporter investigates. Honk.
- Book Review: Eric Lindros’ “Pursue Your Goals”
Our first book review. Yet another shining moment in the history of this website.
- War on the Floor II
The rise and fall of Zombie Pope…in my living room…with action figures.
- Zombie Pope
Epilogue to the Conclave ’05 and prologue to War on the Floor II.
The Encounter, part 2 – Prelude to a threesome?
Double dose of Quite Frankly
Three’s a crowd – whoa, a threeway? in the workplace? That’s some workplace. How’s their dental plan?
Bachelor poison – a certain gay isn’t ready for a serious relationship.
War on the Floor I, part 2 – Teams pick sides. G.I. Joe vs. Transformers.
Del Taco versus Taco Bell – A self-described fat slob takes on Taco Bell and Del Taco. With a pre-existing ulcer. And acid reflux. And severe vomiting. Be glad, dear reader, you didn’t get the hotel room after our intrepid author finished with it. P.S., you farted.
The Encounter – I had a blast posing the action figures and taking the pix. I also loved writing the captions because I was able to do a sort of secondary story that dovetailed with the first…in the most juvenile way possible.
Double dose of Quite Frankly.
Youthful yearning – May/December romance. December lusts for May.
Cold shoulder – One for the ladies. How to let down guys tryin to chat you up (pfft, like you need help in that department, you coldhearted bastards).
I also continue with blurby things. Why did I do that? Here’s one:
Art takes one in the face. Again.
Lucian Freud’s 2002 painting of a nude Kate Moss fetched more than $7 mil. Because, as we all know, near-celebrity equals art. I keep forgetting that. Stupid me.
In this week’s offering of random stupidity, News 4 in Jacksonville (why are news channels always in a slanty italics font as if running away from a more carniverous font?…like, News4Jax…and then there’s a guy with an obnoxious fake voice saying, “Action News Dorks!!!”…I’m just asking is all…)–uh, anyways, News4Jax reports that those Scratch ‘n Win tickets are mostly garbage on account of the top prizes have already been given away and you have no shot to win and you will continue to live a crappy life. I can’t make this any more clear: if you play the lottery, you are an asstard.
Valentine’s Day Gift Guide – one of several topics I have revisited every year. We, I mean ‘I,’ discuss video games (I did a cool pic of a Playstation spoof–Lamestation game), inappropriate books, and the International Star Registry.
Doctor of journalism filled final Rx. Hunter Thompson shot himself. Bummer all around.
Smells like teen spirit – Quite Frankly. I’m patting myself on the back for the Nirvana reference. Pat pat. A guy is having a problem because his girlfriend is farting during sex.
Okay, this is funny. Not funny haha, more funny it’s-sad-that-I’m-bothering-to-mention-it. I originally added updates to the main page with a day.month.year format (European style, I guess). It makes sense in terms of the smaller unit of time to the larger. I had to switch to the more American standard month.day.year because “I just can’t get used to it and I’m only confusing myself and I suck.”
The Crocus Saga – I saw this crocus growing in the middle of winter. I laughed. I got hammered by snow and ice. I laughed harder. It survived. I wasn’t laughing anymore. I put up six parts between Feb. 26 and early March.
And another blurb…
Check out Gizoogle and enter a Web site for a little translation of how the site would read if typed by a 14-year-old white suburban kid with an iPod loaded with Snoop Dogg. Here’s what it says about Pizzonch: “His hizzy is perfect, he’s gots a kickin ride n he’s mobbin’
a .38 Special.” On www.whitehouse.gov, we read, “President B-to-tha-izzush on Wednesday said, “You is carry’n out challeng’n duties wit S-K-to-tha-izzill n honor in tha hood. And today I bring you a message frizzom bizzle home. Boo-Yaa!: The American thugz is grateful ta you. Yo communizzles is proud of you gangsta style. And as you defend tha cause of freedom, America stands wit you.” True dat. And from bible.org, “By tha seventh day God finished tha work tizzy he had been blunt-rollin’ n he ceazed on tha seventh day all tha work that he had been do’n.”
War on the Floor – This is how it all began. G.I. Joe versus Transformers. Part 1. I never imagined I’d be doing one of these a year.
Earlier in the month, I posted another blurb:
Inventor of intermittent windshield wipers dies
Noooooo! Curse you god. Why do you always take the good ones? Why do you test our faith so? (Jokes aside, his story is one of bitterness and frustration.)
*because the link is gone, here’s a snippet from the story:*
Robert Kearns, inventor of intermittent wipers, dies at 77
DETROIT (AP) — Robert Kearns, the inventor of intermittent windshield wipers, has died of cancer, according to family members. He was 77.
In 1967, Kearns patented the intermittent wipers he invented. He demonstrated the system to Ford Motor Co., which introduced cars with intermittent wipers in 1978. Other automakers soon followed.
Kearns filed a patent infringement lawsuit against Ford and collected $10 million in 1990. Five years later, the U.S. Supreme Court let Kearns collect around $21 million from Chrysler for using his design.
Kearns, who was acting as his own lawyer, was disappointed because the court didn’t bar the company from continuing to use the wipers. He called the decision “a travesty” and left the money uncollected for years. Much of his money went back into other lawsuits against General Motors Corp. and around 20 other automakers.
Maureen Kearns said her father’s home was filled with legal files. After a point, she said, “his life was simply this battle.”
Kearns suffered from Alzheimer’s disease in his final years.