Nun Bun Fun

According to this article from the BBC, someone nicked this shellac-covered cinnamon bun with a "striking resemblance" to Mother Theresa. You know, my biggest problem with all this "Jesus in a pancake" stuff is that these holy images are so darn inaccurate. Can't they get some better rendering software on the Other Side? That thing doesn't look like Mother Theresa. It looks like the old woman in this optical illusion, or maybe the witch from Hansel and Gretel.

No wonder the poor woman wrote a letter asking them to cut it out. I wonder if she mentioned to them that her nose isn't the shape of a large potato, or that her eyes don't peer beadily from beneath her habit.

Just once I'd like to see the headline "Face of Jesus in Cheese Sandwich Turns Out To Be One of the ZZTop Guys. Never Mind."

Santa Claus moves his operation to Venice

Never again having to inform a sobbing elf family of another polar bear attack: priceless.

Horrorthon Results Are In...

And I won. JPX beat his little brother's score for the first time ever, 52 to 43. I won with 57. Our new dark horse candidate scored 3, but to be honest my first year of competition was about the same. In 2003 I watched about half a dozen horror flicks with JPX, but while I intended to write reviews, I blew it off. At the very least* I'mnotMarc gave us some fresh ink.

*(Actually, the very least multiplied by 3.)

Best of all, it was a total blast. As usual. I know the ingredients of this contest are people watching movies alone in the dark, but the experience feels like a live event. I love it. Thanks to everyone who commented and those of you who tuned in without comment. Heck, thanks to the people who ignored us!

What can I say, it's been a good week.

This Year's Model

This was my Halloween costume this year, based on the notion of a brain-controlling alien that might populate a 1950's sci-fi movie. I had more of a costume in mind for myself to wear, but I spent all the time I had making the darn brain in time for last Friday's party. Suitable attire ideas include:

1. A uniform of an employee of the "Department of Outer Space."

2. A v-neck sweater with a varsity letter on it, as in "Me and the guys were drag racing down by old Johnson's farm, and we saw a shooting star and went to check it out." This is what I wore to the party, minus the varsity letter because of time and lack of black construction paper (Jaimi, I'm talking to you).

3. And then, seconds before I got home on Halloween night itself, I thought: lab coat!

I tend to reuse my big props, so I'll go whole hog some time in the future. The brain says I must.

And the Horrorthon is ovah!

I just watched my last movie for Horrorthon 2005. Swear to God, one of the first things to cross my mind was "well, it won't count, but maybe I'll throw in another horror movie."

I also did a lot of great stuff for Halloween this weekend, like wear a big blue brain and carve faces.

Kaylee is my favorite

But River took a better picture.

Adam took me to a screening of Serenity at Pixar tonight, and I was VERY very satisfied. It was a treat to see that batch of characters again, and there were a lot of cheering audience members. Rock. I hope it does well enough that they make some more.

It's too bad we didn't have dvds after My So Called Life was cancelled. Who knows what sort of resurrection might have occured?

Cringe In Fear, Surface Dwellers!

Have you seen those first-ever pix of a giant squid in the wild? Me neither! There's that one picture everybody's got, but I wanna see the prey "enveloped in a coiled tentacular ball." The Royal Society is holding out. I was able to get the DNA sequence off the tentacle they snagged, but after I forwarded it to the Cloning Department I felt sort of empty.

Actual Burning Man

I just can't get over how jealous I am of this guy, showing up on fire. I once read a book in which a race car driver, after a series of mishaps, shows up at a formal party in a dripping-wet tuxedo. I've always wanted to do that. This guy's aiming several notches higher.

I love the funny stance for the handshake. "Oh, do excuse me, I seem to be aflame."

Widowmaker

My bike got stolen! Probably right while I was writing my first ever post. The good news, such as it is, is that they left behind the clipped remains of one of my lock cables, letting me know it was the work of pros with tools and not some slip-up by me when I locked it up. They got my helmet, too.

This makes two bikes I've disappeared this year. The other one received an unfixable crack in its aluminum frame right where the back wheel attached.

Got a bicycle you need to "go away?" Looks like I'm your guy.

Sigh. I really liked that bike.

Tronka Warning

This is the real reason they don't sell Chevy Novas in Mexico.

Marc and I watched the first disc of Shogun tonight. Richard Chamberlain has two expressions: Glaring and Puzzled. Marc aptly pointed out that means he's in a tie with Jessica Alba.