i apologize for the lack of updates and articles. its been a long, trying summer for me, and im off in a couple of weeks to graduate school in London. anyway, in the process of moving out of my apartment, i found some writings from around the third year of college — approximately 4 years ago when i would have been 20 years old. this particular passage felt particularly timely given the big leap ahead:
I feel like I am mandated to rebel against this existence. Yet my detachment from my own outward life weighs me down. Here I am, in limbo, unable to get over myself or the little obstacles that only hinder growth. Can I and the rest of the world stop feeling sorry for ourselves for one minute and rise above our egos?
May we are afraid that if we address the big picture, we will truly reach something. Satisfaction is a forbidden fruit in these parts.
After watching the Simpsons for 15 years and having recently seen the movie, I thought I’d share my favorite 25 Simpsons scenes, quotes, and other miscellany sequences from the history of the show. The majority of the quotes from seasons 5-10, but feel free to add your own (and perhaps I’ll expand it to 50 if a lot more get added).
1. Bill Cosby explains ‘the rap music’ and kids, all while including all his favorite corporate sponsors:
Cosby: Hey, kids! Meet Grampa Murphy.
Child: We have three grampas already!
Cosby: This one’s a great jazz musician.
Child: Oh, they all_ are.
Cosby: Oh, oh: you see, the kids, they listen to the rap music which gives them the brain damage. With their hippin’, and the hoppin’, and the bippin’, and the boppin’, so they don’t know what the jazz…is all about! You see, jazz is like the Jello Pudding Pop — no, actually, it’s more like Kodak film — no, actually, jazz is like the New Coke: it’ll be around forever, heh heh heh.
2. Homer Learns About Taking His Side to the Press
Homer: Somebody had to take the babysitter home. Then I noticed she was sitting on [cut] her sweet [cut] can. [cut] — o I grab her — [cut] sweet can. [cut] Oh, just thinking about [cut] her [splice] can [cut] I just wish I had he — [cut] sweet [cut] sweet [cut] s-s-sweet [cut] can.
Jones: So, Mr. Simpson: you admit you grabbed her can. What do you have to say in your defense?
Homer: [looking lustful in a clearly-paused VCR shot]
Jones: Mr. Simpson, your silence will only incriminate you further. [paused shot of Homer grows larger] No, Mr. Simpson, don’t take your anger out on me. Get back! Get back! Mist — Mr. Simpson — nooo!
Over-Voice: Dramatization — may not have happened.
3. Kang speaks volumes on American politics
Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, 73-year-old candidate, Bob Dole.
Kang: Abortions for all.
[crowd boos]
Very well, no abortions for anyone.
[crowd boos]
Hmm… Abortions for some, miniature American flags for others.
[crowd cheers and waves miniature flags]
4. Gas, the world’s only unlimited resource.
Canyonero!
Well, it goes real slow with the hammer down, It’s the country-fried truck endorsed by a clown!
The Federal Highway commission has ruled the Canyonero unsafe for highway or city driving.
12 yards long, 2 lanes wide, 65 tons of American Pride!
Top of the line in utility sports, unexplained fires are a matter for the courts!
She blinds everybody with her super high beams, She’s a squirrel crushing, deer smacking, driving machine!
5. Homer doesn’t want to deal with Grimey (heya Strech)
Marge: Homer, why aren’t you at work?
Homer: The car won’t start. I don’t feel very good today. I am at work.
Marge: You’re afraid to go to work because Frank Grimes will be there, aren’t you?
Homer: That’s crazy talk. You’re crazy, Marge. Get off the road!
[honks horn]
Marge: You have to face him sometime, and when you do I’m sure he’ll be just as anxious to make up as you are.
Homer: No he won’t, he hates me.
Marge: He doesn’t hate you. He just feels insecure because you’re getting through life so easily, and it’s been so difficult for him.
Homer: Yeah, yeah, that’s his problem, he’s a nut! It’s not about me being lazy, it’s about him being a crazy nut.
Marge: Well … maybe. But I bet he would be less crazy if you were just a little more, mmm, professional in your work.
Homer: [gasps]
Marge: Just a little more. Then he won’t have any reason to resent you.
Homer: I’ll do it! [produces a bottle of Duff] To professionalism!
Sorry for the absence of bloggery. In the meantime, here’s a picture of me keeping it real at the 2000 Bush inauguration in DC (consider me an original gangster in this respect):
Ever since I was stalked on Facebook and kicked off permanently (non-related events), I’ve been a little hesitant about this social networking thing. Alas, my reckless nature and curiosity in the hopes of a grundle-licking hussie falling into my lap via the interwebs has gotten the best of me. So I suggest you add me (and PBH) on MySpace and Facebook ASAP. Oh, and you can find me on Reddit, Digg, Stumble Upon, and Delicious also.
While perusing the local liberal periodical, I came to a simple but sane realization. I would like to work on the quality of this site more frequently: make it more usable while upgrading our content. I’m going to work on 3 or 4 things a week. There’s no substitute for thinking things out over time rather than rushing to judgment.