I didn't want to talk about it until it was over because I didn't want to influence anybody's vote. But, now that the special election is done, we can examine what happened.
If you're curious, the person I voted for didn't win. Who did I vote for, you ask? The Hulk.
I know, I know...the Hulk didn't have a chance, but I really supported his views. He IS quoted as saying, "Hulk like candy," and "Hulk like unicorns," so I thought he was the best choice.
Just in case you missed the results, Spider-Man (the Arachnid candidate) is now the King of Myroomdia. Batman (the Eutheria candidate...bet you weren't expecting that one! Look it up, it's real!) was a close second and Hulk was a distant third.
I liked Spider-Man's plans for the Infinity Wars, but I couldn't get past the deal he made with Mephisto (google "spider-man mephisto deal" and you'll understand).
I didn't like Batman at all. Especially his security measures of having a base on the moon and satellites watching our every move. He also talked a lot about healthy eating and exercising. That was boring.
No, I didn't forget about Darth Vader, but I don't think ANYBODY voted for him. He IS pretty evil, so I HOPE nobody voted for him.
I'm off to play in Myroomdia.
Enjoy Everything.
-DJ
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Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
the dark side of toast
If you're looking to have some good toast in the morning, this is not for you. This is for people who want bad toast. Like, evil toast. So evil that they would build a weapon the size of a small moon. And call it a Death Star.
If that's you, then the Star Wars toaster is just what you're looking for. It will make your toast AND make a darker image of Darth Vader on the toast!
The force is strong in that toaster. At least, the force of the heat from the Darth Vader image is strong.
You know what you CAN do! Jam the transmission! HA! (Spaceballs joke!). If you don't want Vader's message getting out, you can put some jam on his face and make sure the empire never gets the order to blow up Tattooine.
You could jelly the transmission, too. But that's not as funny. And it doesn't make me think of Spaceballs, which IS funny. You should watch that movie.
Breakfast would be pretty dramatic every day. So that would be cool, too.
Me: I'll never join you!
Me (speaking into my sippy cup to get a cool Darth Vader echo): If you only knew the power of the Dark Side. Obi-Wan never told you what happened to your father.
Me: He told me enough! He told me you killed him.
Me (as Vader): No. I am your father.
Me (as me): No. No! That's not true! That's impossible!
Me (as Vader): Search your feelings. You know it to be true.
Me (as me again): No! Nooooooo! *CRUNCH!*
I crunch because I ate the toast, not because I fell down an air shaft in Cloud City. That would be cool, but I would also be missing my hand. Not so great.
I'm off to use the force...to butter my toast.
Enjoy!
-DJ
If that's you, then the Star Wars toaster is just what you're looking for. It will make your toast AND make a darker image of Darth Vader on the toast!
The force is strong in that toaster. At least, the force of the heat from the Darth Vader image is strong.
You know what you CAN do! Jam the transmission! HA! (Spaceballs joke!). If you don't want Vader's message getting out, you can put some jam on his face and make sure the empire never gets the order to blow up Tattooine.
You could jelly the transmission, too. But that's not as funny. And it doesn't make me think of Spaceballs, which IS funny. You should watch that movie.
Breakfast would be pretty dramatic every day. So that would be cool, too.
Me: I'll never join you!
Me (speaking into my sippy cup to get a cool Darth Vader echo): If you only knew the power of the Dark Side. Obi-Wan never told you what happened to your father.
Me: He told me enough! He told me you killed him.
Me (as Vader): No. I am your father.
Me (as me): No. No! That's not true! That's impossible!
Me (as Vader): Search your feelings. You know it to be true.
Me (as me again): No! Nooooooo! *CRUNCH!*
I crunch because I ate the toast, not because I fell down an air shaft in Cloud City. That would be cool, but I would also be missing my hand. Not so great.
I'm off to use the force...to butter my toast.
Enjoy!
-DJ
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
no memory
I don't know if you've heard about this guy HM, but he had a pretty strange memory. He's been famous for years because he could not commit information into his long-term memory. He died recently and donated his brain to science. We now know his full name is Henry Molaison. Scientists love nicknames, so they called him HM instead. Scientists are weird like that. They usually call each other names like "quark" or "phylum" or "anterolateral temporal cortex."
Anyway, Henry had some brain surgery in 1953 and things didn't go exactly as planned. After the surgery, you could ask him to memorize a bunch of numbers and he would. Then, if you asked him about it later that day, he wouldn't even know that he was asked to look at numbers. He couldn't remember what he had for breakfast or lunch or anything.
I'd say that's a pretty scary way to live, but I'm sure there are some good things to go with the bad.
Good:
He forgot the 80's.
He doesn't think he saw Glitter.
He forgot every episode of Baywatch.
Bad:
He could never remember who won Dancing with the Stars.
He couldn't remember how great Spice World was.
He forgot that Darth Vader is Luke's father.
He did help with a lot of research about how our memory works and what we can and cannot do. He could learn new motor skills. So, I guess he could learn to juggle. Or maybe he learned how to play the Wii.
Oddly enough, he thought Eisenhower knew how to play the Wii. That would have been cool if my boy Dwight actually did play the Wii. I'd vote for him again if he was a Wii-man. I know you would too.
I'm off to...I forgot...
Enjoy!
-DJ
Anyway, Henry had some brain surgery in 1953 and things didn't go exactly as planned. After the surgery, you could ask him to memorize a bunch of numbers and he would. Then, if you asked him about it later that day, he wouldn't even know that he was asked to look at numbers. He couldn't remember what he had for breakfast or lunch or anything.
I'd say that's a pretty scary way to live, but I'm sure there are some good things to go with the bad.
Good:
He forgot the 80's.
He doesn't think he saw Glitter.
He forgot every episode of Baywatch.
Bad:
He could never remember who won Dancing with the Stars.
He couldn't remember how great Spice World was.
He forgot that Darth Vader is Luke's father.
He did help with a lot of research about how our memory works and what we can and cannot do. He could learn new motor skills. So, I guess he could learn to juggle. Or maybe he learned how to play the Wii.
Oddly enough, he thought Eisenhower knew how to play the Wii. That would have been cool if my boy Dwight actually did play the Wii. I'd vote for him again if he was a Wii-man. I know you would too.
I'm off to...I forgot...
Enjoy!
-DJ
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