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It’s been so long since I’ve seen an unedited version of Animal House that when I got the DVD the other day, I was shocked to see a giant dildo gag in one of the first scenes. Giant Dildos in 1962? Well, OK, 1978, but still.

The movie is as funny and raunchy as you remember. Unfortunately, the hilarious “where are they now” mocumentary/bonus feature was not only NOT hilarious, it was so bad that it was painful to watch.

Oh, and Universal continues with there Bullshit of comandeering control of your DVD player so you can’t fastforward past their lame-ass previews. And these previews go on and on and on… I’m half tempted to return the damn disc as defective. Or, barring that, it makes me want to rip and pirate the disc just as a giant F You!!

On the other end of the spectrum (or maybe not), I went to see Thirteen the other day. I wanted to like this movie. I really did. And, it does have a few good moments. Unfortunately the nature of the drama and the motivation of the characters is so afterschool special, I spent more time rolling my eyes than anything else. I know there are kids out there who are dealing with all of those issues and more, but this particular take just didn’t feel real. That’s a real problem since they’re going for gritty realism. With gritty realism, any suggestion of over-the-top melodrama is like a stake through the heart of the film.

I’m not sure if the style of art over at IdealWord is exactly my cup of tea. The whole images juxtaposed with text thing feels like the kind of thing I want to find interesting, but ultimately, I just don’t respond to it. Of course, I never really got Dadaism either, so what do I know.

Be warned, most of the illustrations are of the human form, so if you’re at work or if nudity bugs you, you might want to stay away.

Hmmmm… Some Dutch publication claims that in tests, consumer recordable CDs become unreadable (or at least substantially degraded) in as little as 2 years. Some of the comments below the translated story suggest varying degrees of disagreement or agreement, but it’s still enough to give you pause.

I’ve taken to archiving my full-resolution photos, then shrinking them down on my computer and deleting the really crappy ones so I don’t use any more disk space than I need. I know I should be making multiple copies. I even started out doing that, but well, you know. I may need to revisit that process.

It seems to be way too focused on the 20th century. I mean 3 of 200 words dedicated to the League of Nations? That just seems to be out of all reasonable scale and proportion to me. Wasn’t that just a failed blip on the face of the globe? And while I’m at it, “Taxation without representation?” Really, isn’t that implied with the much simplified “revolution”? They may as well toss in some reference to the articles of confederation or how about getting all international and mentioning the Renaissance or something.

Still, The History of the Universe in 200 Words or Less makes for some interesting reading. And, I must say that this weekend, I could go with a little “violent relaxation” myself.

By the way, if any science geeks happen by and want to explain what “density perturbations” refers to, I’d be much obliged. (via Incoming Signals)

You know the really sad thing is that scientists can train mice to get through mazes faster than I can get through some of these.

Granted, nobody has cheese waiting for me on the other end, so it’s maybe not a completely level playing field. Still, I’d expect the increased grey matter would do more for me. It took 3 false starts and about 5 minutes to get through the first one.

I suck.

Update: Actually, once I got past the first level, I’m really pretty good at it. It gets boring pretty quick though.

Do you know that episode of WKRP where Johny has slow reflexes until he starts drinking? Sure you do, whenever I mention WKRP, that’s always the episode that everyone mentions (though I was always partial to the one where Venus teaches the gang member about the structure of the atom myself, but I digress…). Yeah, this whack-a-mole type game reminds me of that. I can’t seem to get past 18. I think maybe I need to start drinking.

via Ultimate Insult who also pointed me to the mess with the racist phone pranks in an earlier post.

The Anonymous Message I got wasn’t very interesting. Just a snippet of text about chicken feet and pleasure. Still, it seems like a fun idea. You leave a message for somebody, and then you get to see the message the last person left.

Give it a whirl and see what you think. If you get a good message (or hell, even if you write a good message), paste it into my comments. I’d love to see them. Plus, as I believe, Edie said, “comments equal love people”.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!!!!!

(prank calling a racist Nascar fan - it gets a little slow through the middle, but stick around, this guy falls over the edge in a major f’n way)

I would SO pay $10 to see this movie!!!!

Somebody get to work on that OK?

Thanks for the point Brittney.

The Straight Eye for the Gay Guy”:

Dear Brynda:
Your husband fills up half a closet?
With clothes?
What is he doing — putting each sock on a hanger?

The comments are better than the initial thread posting. By like a lot! Very funny stuff.