Video killed the radio star...

In a previous comment, john, I believe, asked me what my favorite Mashups were. I thought I'd answer him, and show all of you.

My favorite one of all time (well so far) is Jay-Z and the Verve "Bittersweet Dirt Off Your Shoulder" (but that's probably just because 'Bittersweet Symphony' is one of my favorite songs).



I also quite like Lynryd Skynard vs. Nelly (who knew redneck rock could mix so well with urban rap?)



Of COURSE I'd have to have a Madonna mashup here...but who knew it'd be with the Sex Pistols, of all people?



POLT Listening to Lemon by U2

The only thing worse than having a job is looking for one. - Dave Dunseath

Part 130...

Shirtlessness du jour

POLT Listening to "Angel" by Massive Attack Oil: 41.68 (-.07); gas: 1.85 (+.01)

A little tough love is what these people need. If that doesn't work, I'm moving on to Molotov cocktails. - CJ Cregg, The West Wing

My baby's got a secret (Part 112)...

Secret Saturdays

These come from http://postsecret.blogspot.com/.






POLT Listening to "Mickey" by Toni Basil

If we're not running offense, we're running defense. If we're playing defense, then...there's some sports anaolgy that explains what happens then. - CJ Cregg, The West Wing

Part 129...

Shirtlessness du jour

POLT Listening to "You Promised Me" by In-Grid Oil: 41.75 (+.18); Gas: 1.84 (+.01)

I wanted to ask you a couple of questions while I have you here. I'm interested in selling my youngest daughter into slavery as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. She's a Georgetown sophomore, speaks fluent Italian, always cleared the table when it was her turn. What would a good price forher be? While thinking about that, can I ask another? My Chief Of Staff Leo McGarry insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly says he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself or is okay to call the police? Here's one that's really important because we've got a lot of sports fans in this town: touching the skin of a dead pig makes one unclean. Leviticus 11:7. If they promise to wear gloves, can the Washington Redskins still play football? Can Notre Dame? Can West Point? Does the whole town really have to be together to stone my brother John for planting different crops side by side? Can I burn my mother in a small family gathering for wearing garments made from two different threads? Think about those questions, would you? One last thing: while you may be mistaking this for you monthly meeting of the Ignorant Tight-Ass Club, in this building, when the President stands, nobody sits. - President Bartlet, The West Wing

Keep your numbers mounting (Part 47)...

55 Fiction Fridays

Daniel knew he had a problem,
When he started itching 'down there'.
The girl from Saturday DID seem a bit skeevy.
He couldn't see anything abnormal.
Awkward though it was, he asked his roommate.
Jacob looked and said he saw something.
He reached down, pulled it out, and showed him.



And Daniel promptly passed out.

POLT Listening to "Confusion" by New Order

"Ya know, Hillary and I don't agree on everything." "Anything." - Amy Poehler, as Hillary Clinton, SNL

Some boys kiss me, some boys hug me (Part 170...

Frenching Fridays

This week's theme: Shower Kisses.




POLT Listening to "Supermassive Black Hole" by Muse

I found your diary, Ianto. And just for the record, measuring tapes do not lie. - Jack, Torchwood

A satellite, i'd give the world a better point of view...

Just in case you haven't seen it hey, here's a photo of the mall during Obama's swearing in.


See all those things that look like ants? They're people. 1.8 million people.

POLT Listening to "Cigarettes And Chocolate Milk" by Rufus Wainwright

God didn't make a mistake with respect to your sexual orientation. God created you because God loves you. - Bishop Desmond Tutu

Applyin' the same logic to the gearshift...

Okay, so if you've been reading along, you know that yesterday I had to fork out $394 for a new starter. I picked the car up, drove it to mom's where I left it overnight. This morning I drove it to work. After work, I stopped to get my comic books. Then I drove to the insurance company and paid $349 for my car insurance. Then i drove to a Chinese restuarant to get my supper.

I get back into the car, turn the key....Aaaaaaand nothing! NOTHING! Won't start AGAIN. Oh, I'm fuming. $400 for what? NOTHING!!!

I grab my phone and call the mechanic. He answers and asks how I am. And I tell him: Not happy. And I explains going on. His reponse?

"You're kiddin?"

Oh, yeah right, like I got nothing else to do with my afternoon but call my mechanic and joke with him about something going wrong with my car that I just paid $400 the previous day to fix! SUUUUUUURE!!!

So he asks if it's clicking or anything, and it isn't. Then he says, "Put your foot on the brake, put it in neutral and then try to start it." I do, I do, and I do...and it starts right away. Apparently, it needs a 'gearshift adjustment' or some such shit. I ask if I need to bring the car in tonight, and he says no, not now that I know what to do. And when I bring it in next time, like to change the oil or what have you, he'll do the adjustment then. he seemed like it was not big deal.

I hope it's not, but tomorrow, I'm gonna ask the mechanic at work what he thinks about this. See if a 'gearshirt adjustment' is just a simple thing, or something like changing the transmission. *SIGH*...Miss Cleo....she's a good girl and a real classy broad...but damn, she's getting old.

POLT Listening to "Folsom Prison Blues" by Johnny Cash

"Coach Norv Turner is looking for some defense." "Coach Norv Turner is looking for some Maalox." - Dan Deardorf, AFC Divisional Playoffs, Jan 2008

Part 128...

Shirtlessness du jour

POLT Listening to "I Feel Love" by Donna Summer Oil: 41.57 (-.71); Gas: 1.83 (+.01)

You think Batman's weird, try living with parents who think accordian music is cool. - Kid Flash, Teen Titans Year One #1

Undress me, will I look like a fool (Part 146)...

Once more it's time for...


Well, last week, some people had problems finding the click thru. The photo wasn't a click-thru, I couldn't seem to make that work. So where I had written (Click Thru) that was where the click thru was. Sorry for the confusion.

Because of this, I've decided to just post the click thru directly here. To all those who saw it last week, I apologize for making you look at it again. And for those of you who didn't see it last week, well....I apologize for making you look at it at all. It really isn't a very flattering photo, nor my best side, but here at the Palace, I have no shame.


(This is only the second time I've shown this on here....probably two times too many, eh?)
I'd say enjoy, but yeah, we all know that ain't gonna happen.

To see what other people posted, click HERE.

POLT Listening to "Honey's Dead" by The Jesus And Mary Chain

"Tosh, you deactivated the transciever, right?" "Yeah." "Are you sure?" "Well, I was until you asked me." - Tosh, Torchwood

Part 127...

Shirtlessness du jour

POLT Listening to "Stay Together" by Barbara Tucker Oil: 42.28 (+.40); Gas: 1.82 (+.02)

So I'd like to take this moment, when we finally got one right, to pack in a little unwarranted, unapologetic, irrational faux patriotism. Or as Fox News calls it, regular programming. - Bill Maher

Lines went down in hell 'cause they had an ice storm again...

So, since my car was in the garage getting worked on today, I had made arrangements with my co-worker, Statcat45, who brought me home yesterday, to take me to work today. But, last night, we had an ice storm. So she called me today at 6:30 to tell me our work had their 'liberal leave' policy in effect (which makes me wonder if all those far right wingnut conservatives who work there still had to go to work...but I digress...), and it was pretty bad out so she wasn't going in.

Smiling like kid on Christmas (cause who doesn't love snow days, even when they're ice days?), I called to work to let them know I wouldn't be coming in, and then I rolled over and went back to sleep.

Later, I got up, showered, and went to mom's. She had called me to tell me she had some freshly made (just earlier that morning) chili, with fresh, not frozen, hamburger. Well, how could I say no to THAT? So I went over...or rather slid over. We had had, as I think I mentioned, an ice storm. While the roads were really just slushy, the sidewalks were very slippery. But I made it okay. Even took time to stop and take to photos of what I saw on the way over.

The night before, when it was just all snow, before the sleet and freezing rain really hit.




A speed limit sign, with icicles.




The limb of a tree, with an ice coat.



So, I got there, we had the chili (which was delish, natch!), then I sat around in the warmth of the wood stove heat until time to call the mechanic. Miss Cleo was finished, I could come pick her up!

Mom and I bundled up and then trudged through the icy backyard to the garage. It was easier going through the yard, I suppose cause there was grass under the snow and ice and now concrete. At any rate, we got her car out of her garage, then she drove me to the mechanic's garage. It was $394 for the towing, the starter (which was $250-some dollars all by itself!) and labor. I paid him, made my way to Miss Cleo (and she started right up for me, good old girl), and drove it to mom's. It's easier for me to get to her short driveway in front of her house than it is for me to get up the inclined alleyways, and then the 90 degree turn to get up a short hill to our offstreet parking behind my house. Just didn't want to chance that.

I packed up again and left for home, leaving Miss Cleo there, where I'll get tomorrow morning for my trek to work. Outside mom's backdoor is two concrete steps leading down to a concrete patio. I had my left foot on the bottom step, my right foot in the air going down to the patio when I thought hit my mind that if I fell, there'd be nothing to grab ahold of.

Thought, I said? No, I actually meant premonition. Cause just as that thought hit me, my left foot went forward on the ice and down I went. And as I'm falling, what I think is firstly "Oh GOD I'm falling!" and then immediately after that, before I hit, "My camera's in my backpack, I hope I don't land on it and break it!" And then my ass hits he patio, my upper back hits the bottom step and my head slams back into the top step. And right away I think, "I FELL!"

Well d'uh. Funny what your mind thinks sometimes eh?

Well right after that, I heard the door open and hear mom yell, "Oh my GOD, are you okay?!?!??!" And I immediately start to roll over to my hands and knees, cause right then I'm afraid she's gonna run out to me, slip on the ice, fall and hurt herself!

I get to hands and kness and tell her I'm find, but not terribly loudly, cause it's knocked all the wind out of me, and my upper back, my ribs, are screaming, and I can't really get enough air in to say anything loudly. So I do the next best thing, I start to laugh. Not that I really though it was funny, because my ribs hurt, I had skinned my lower back a little and the back of my head hurt slightly, but because I figured that's the only way I had right then to let her know I was okay.

I got up slowly, and she and I said a few words, I don't recall what the were, but I made her stay back from where the icy parts were. I bent over, put my hands on my knees and breathed slowly, cause it was still a bir difficult to get arm in. No, that's not right, I could get air in, but it just didn't seem enough to say anything. So I was like that for about ten seconds. She kept asking if I was okay, and I nodded cause that's all I could do. And when I could breathe normally again, I started laughing for real. Cause at that point, I did think it funny.

I checked everything out while standing there: obviously legs were working okay. No searing pain, even my ribs had eased up. the back of my head was barely a throb. Even the camera in the backpack was safe and sound and working fine. She said she shut the door, heard the THUMP, looked back out and saw me laying there. And then we both started laughing again. I told her to make sure she used the FRONT door, where there are NOT two ice covered steps, and she said she would. Then I slowly made my way home.

About an hour after this, the front of my neck started aching real bad when I leaned my head back. Guess I strained something there, so I took some Advil. Nothing else really hurts, thank goodness.

Although I'm fairly certain getting out of bed tomorrow morning is going to be a LOT of fun.

POLT Listening to "Galvanize" by The Chemical Brothers

Oh, look, David, we're crossing the Delaware River...for the THIRD time! - Polt

"Be gentle boy, you show a lack of character, oh yeah"...

Took a quiz to find out what D&D character I was.

I Am A: Chaotic Neutral Human Rogue (5th Level)

Ability Scores:
Strength-9
Dexterity-10
Constitution-11
Intelligence-15
Wisdom-12
Charisma-16

Alignment:
Chaotic Neutral A chaotic neutral character follows his whims. He is an individualist first and last. He values his own liberty but doesn't strive to protect others' freedom. He avoids authority, resents restrictions, and challenges traditions. A chaotic neutral character does not intentionally disrupt organizations as part of a campaign of anarchy. To do so, he would have to be motivated either by good (and a desire to liberate others) or evil (and a desire to make those different from himself suffer). A chaotic neutral character may be unpredictable, but his behavior is not totally random. He is not as likely to jump off a bridge as to cross it. Chaotic neutral is the best alignment you can be because it represents true freedom from both society's restrictions and a do-gooder's zeal. However, chaotic neutral can be a dangerous alignment because it seeks to eliminate all authority, harmony, and order in society.

Race:
Humans are the most adaptable of the common races. Short generations and a penchant for migration and conquest have made them physically diverse as well. Humans are often unorthodox in their dress, sporting unusual hairstyles, fanciful clothes, tattoos, and the like.

Class:
Rogues have little in common with each other. While some - maybe even the majority - are stealthy thieves, many serve as scouts, spies, investigators, diplomats, and simple thugs. Rogues are versatile, adaptable, and skilled at getting what others don't want them to get. While not equal to a fighter in combat, a rogue knows how to hit where it hurts, and a sneak attack can dish out a lot of damage. Rogues also seem to have a sixth sense when it comes to avoiding danger. Experienced rogues develop nearly magical powers and skills as they master the arts of stealth, evasion, and sneak attacks. In addition, while not capable of casting spells on their own, a rogue can sometimes 'fake it' well enough to cast spells from scrolls, activate wands, and use just about any other magic item.

Find out What Kind of Dungeons and Dragons Character Would You Be?, courtesy of Easydamus (e-mail)

Not a bit surprised at the results.

POLT Listening to "Hallelujah" by Jeff Buckley

Ladies, gentlemen, multisex, undecided, or robot. - Cathica, Dr. Who

Cut their hair short, wear shirts and boots (Part 80)...

Wife Beater Wednesday

This week's theme: Hairy.


Hairy abs.



Hairy legs.



Hairy pits.



Hairy chest and....elsewheres.

POLT Listening to "Do Your Thing" by Basement Jaxx

If at first you don't succeed, try, try again. Then quit. There's no use in being a damn fool about it. - W.C.Fields

What about my broken car?, what about my life so far...

This morning, I got out to my car, preparing to shovel off the small bit of snow that had fallen on it. I put the keys in it to warm it up and....nothing. It was dead again.

This had happened in October on the way back from Columbus, but a battery jump got everything up and running. It happened a few weeks ago, and this time, i had him put a new battery in (Miss Cleo's a 2001, with 115000 miles on her, and she still had the original battery), and thought that would be the end of it.

But on NO, then this happens. So, pissed off, I walk over to mom's, where she makes me breakfast (Mama Polt's hot homecooking on a cold snowy morning...yummy), and I wait until the mechanic's shop opens.

He comes out to look at it, and says it's either a started, alternator or loose wire, but he can't tell from there, so he'll need to get a rollback and take it to the shop. I had planned for this contingency, and Mom was ready to take to me work, which she did. I also had planned for a trip home, with a girl from work, the always helpful Stratcat43, who, by the way, also installed and got up and running my wireless router!


Well the mechanic called me with the news: it was a starter, $365. I don't know if that's just for the starter, or including labor or what the hell it is (I'm sure it doesn't cover the cost the rollback), but what can i do? I need the car, and I need the starter to start the fucking thing, so yeah, I need to fork over the money to get it replaced.

I'll be paying for that tomorrow on Wednesday. Then on Thursday, my car insurance bill is due: $379. Then, on the 1st, I own my landlord my rent: $475. And that's not to mention the Discover bill, electric bill, cable bill, and phone bill.

Well, there goes my paycheck this Thursday, already spent before I got it. *SIGH* I guess this is why God invented Savings Accounts, right? Plus, I've got all my W-2's, if I get the taxes done soon, I should be getting that money back (I did a quick calculation last week, looks like I'm up to get $1200 back from the Fed, state will come out even, and I'll owe about $420 local, so I'll end up $800 ahead there).

I love just getting all my debts finally paid off in October, and then, three months later, getting hit with all this. Such IS life....

POLT Listening to "Story Of My Life" by Social Distortion

I love hitmen. No matter what you do to them, you don't feel bad. - Harv, Sin City

Part 126...

Shirtlessness du jour

POLT Listening to "Dream A Little Dream Of Me" by Mama Cass Oil:41.88 (-3.44); Gas: 1.80 (+.01)

"I don't agree with the Bush Doctrine." "I don't know what that is *giggle*." -Tina Fey as Sarah Palin, SNL

An utterance, information, don't mince words

TMI Tuesdays

1. What was the last movie you saw in a theater? Frost/Nixon, just saw it Sunday night.
2. What is your favorite movie theater snack? The guy sitting next to me? If not, popcorn’s nice, and a soda.
3. Have you ever snuck in 'outside' food into a theater? Well yeah, who hasn’t? But not for quite some time. Less hassle to just pay the exorbatent, overpriced prices than worry with smuggling it in.
4. Have you ever made out in a theater? Does getting a blow job count as making out? If not, yes, I’ve made out in a theater as well, with the kissing and the hand holding and the hands holding other appendages, etc, etc.
5. What is the 'farthest' you have gone in a theater? See the question directly above.
Bonus (as in optional): What is one of your favorite movie sex scene? Latter Days: the scene at the airport motel between Aaron and Christian. Doesn’t show any naughty bits, but is VERY erotic. Or does the two hour premiere of Queer As Folk count as a movie? Cause if so, Justin and Brian’s first time together is pretty freakin hot too.

POLT

Dancer prancer, nixon and cupid, i'ma get stupid...

Last night, A Local Celebrity, Mr. David ParisPeking and I went out to eat and then to see Frost/Nixon.


I enjoyed it, being a political junkie and all. But I was underimpressed. I knew it was originially a play, and seeing on stage in a theater would have been monumentally better, getting to feel the pressure and tension, yeah that would have been much more intense.

Was it worthy of a Best Picture nomination? I don't think so. But Frank Langella was absolutely a great choice for Best Actor. Man, he WAS Richard Nixon, from his face, to the walk, to the stooped shoulders... and the voice...my GOD he had the voice down pat.

But, a ALCMDPP said as well left "there was no car chases, no one died and nothing exploded." And I suppose for an American movie, that's the kiss of death, right?

POLT Listening to "With Or Without You" by U2

Forget the Republicans. Put all those ring-wingers and religious nuts on the North Pole and let God take care of them. Everyone in America should take off their clothes and have a good time. - Fred Schneider of The B-52's

Bring corruption to all that you touch...

Okay, people, you absolutely MUST watch this video. Right. Freakin'. NOW!

Watching it in full screen, on High Def is awe inspiring.



I swear to you, each time I watch this, on full screen High Def, I have goosebumps when it ends. I canNOT believe how good this movie looks. I'm hoping my expectations aren't too high for this, but this looks really magnificent.

Oh, and the music is "Take A Bow" by Muse as well.

39 DTW (Days 'Til Watchmen)

POLT Listening to "Take A Bow" by Muse

Beer plus frat boys plus the Buffao Bill scene from Silence Of The Lambs equals awesome YouTube mangina videos! - Polt

Music, makes the people (Part 1)...

MUSE-ic Videos

Today, I start a new feature on the Palace: MUSE-ic Videos. Since I don't think enough people have a true appreciation of the band Muse and their music, I will periodically, and in no regular fashion, post the band's video. Please watch then, they're only like 3 to 4 minutes long anyway. And the music really is awesome. It reminds me of Keane and Coldplay, which I also like, but better.

And if you already know and appreciate Muse, well, then sit back and enjoy again.

For the first video, I'm putting up "Starlight" which is the first song I heard by them and what made me interested in them. Enjoy.



POLT Listening to "Starlight" by Muse

You know what, Tosh? Sometimes I think even that stick up your ass has got a stick up it's ass. - Owen, Torchwood

There's a rainbow, at the end of every storm, ooh...

So just today I took down the "End Of An Error" sign and the "Countdown To The End Of The Nightmare" clock in the sidebar.


And what a sweet feeling it was. Just another of what I hope to be 8 years (God willing) of sweet feelings.

POLT Listening to "Block Rockin' Beats" by The Chemical Brothers Oil: 45.72 (-.26); Gas: 1.79 (+.01)

We're doing donuts in the White Castle parking lot at 5 miles per hour. - Polt

You're wantin' my body, I don't mind (Part 183)...

MONDAY'S HOT SHIRTLESS GUY PHOTOS

This week's theme: Hot Shirtless WET Guys!












POLT Listening to "Story Of My Life" by Social Distortion

Stop trying to console me! I'm inconsolable, okay? - Sid, Skins

They are killing me, this pretzel logic...

What is one to do when one purchases a warm, chewy soft pretzel with salt, only to have there possibly be more said salt than pretzel?


Holding the pretzel out the window of a car moving 50 miles per hour cleans the salt right off of it. Although, one should do so in bite size pieces so as to not have a chuck of the pretzel fly off and be lost on the road as well.

POLT Listening to "Supernatural Superserious" by R.E.M.

"Quick! Someone do CPR!" "Um...I see a bad room rising..." "Homer, that's CCR!" - Marge, The Simpsons

A bride and groom, we ate the food, we drank a wine...

My cousin Jaime is getting married in July. Yesterday, I got a call from her fiance, Quentin, and he asked me to be in the wedding, as a groomsman. Of course I accepted. I found it a little funny though, in that I've only met Quentin once.

Last Labor Day, Jaime had a birthday party for her mother, a cookout at a local park that had a lake. From our side of the family, she only invited me, mom and my grandmother. Mom and I both figured that was cause Quentin in black and we're all white. Since she was a teenager, Jaime has dated exclusively black guys. This has cause some scandals in our family. But Mama Polt is a saint and in no way judgemental. And, even though Jaime couldn't know this, I've had my fair share of black guys, so obviously it's no big deal to me. But mom and I both figured Jaime wanted to get our 'take' on Quentin before introducing him to the whole family. ya know, if she gets Mama Polt into her corner, well that's a strong ally.

I was quite impressed with Quentin and how he was around her, and how he dealt with her two sons, and more importantly, how they dealt with him. And I told her so then. And I told Quentin that as well. Mama Polt and I both essentially gave our approval, although it wasn't explicitly asked for.

SO I think that's why Quentin's asking me. Not that it really matter anyway, I mean, regardless of the reason, I'm quite honored that he decided to ask me.

And this is funny too, this will be the seventh wedding that I've been in.

1) Back in 1990, I was best man at my, at the time, best friend Duff's wedding.


That's the happy couple (although they've since divorced and she's remarried), and yes, that's me, in the gray tux with the peach tie and cumberbunt...and the horrible late 80's hair.

2) Then, in 1997, I was best man in my friend's Phoenix's wedding.


The blue paisley and black tux colors were a bit better than the first wedding.

3) Then in 1999, I was a groomsman for my cousin Tim's wedding.


The tux was all black, but I had a horrible time with it. The side clasp broke on the right side and wouldn't stay shut, and I had to continually pull the pants up. They even tried safety pins and such, to no avail. The whole wedding and reception I had to worry about my pants dropping around my ankles. Course, the tux was a metphor for the entire wedding. The bride is pure white trash, and they've been divorced for several years now. She still gives Tim fits over child custody, and support and stuff.

4) Then in 2003, I was a groomsman in the wedding of A Local Celebrity, Mr. David ParisPeking and Mrs. A Local Celebrity, Mr. David ParisPeking.


That's ALCMDPP himself standing behing me. And that's Ghostie off to the side. He was in the wedding as well.

5) In 2006 I was a groomsman in my uncle wedding to his third wife. They had a small affair with just his son as the best man, and my mom as the matron of honor. The bride's son and I seated people as they came in, but neither of us wore tuxs, just suits. And I don't have any photos of myself there.

6) And in October of last year, I was a groomsman at Ag's wedding.


The purple vest made this tux, I think, the best of the bunch.

Why should I be upset that we gays aren't allowed to get married, after all I've been in more than my fair share of weddings, right? Always a groomsman, never a groom, that's what they say?

POLT Listening to "Mickey" by Toni Basil

Mayflies are born, they live, they mate, and they die in only eighteen hours. They see only one night. Only one moon. They use the gift of life for as long as they are allowed. They are wise. - Bryke, V, The Second Generation

Drive my mini-Cooper and I'm feeling super-dooper (Part 36)...

Superman Sundays

I do love a Superman S t-shirt, however, even when the S is obscured, I love it even more...as long the body underneath looks like this!


POLT Listening to "Get Ready For This" by 2 Unlimited

Is he gay? And if not, is he willing to learn? - Stephen Rader

Part 125...

Shirtlessness du jour

POLT Listening to "Orange Crush" by R.E.M. Oil: 45.98 (-.49); Gas: 1.78 (-.01)

I'm fit, I'm young, I'm standing around with my erection tent-poling my underwear - what's not to like? - X, Boy Culture

Let's get unconscious, honey (Part 141)...

Unconscious Mutterings

These come each week from http://subliminal.lunanina.com/

I say ... and you think ... ?

Unwanted :: Abandoned
You’d better :: Watch out
Woman :: Wonder
Weighed :: Measured
Upright :: Piano
I feel :: Love
Ill :: See
It’s like :: Ya know?
Poor man :: Rich man
Great :: Expectations

POLT Listening to "Galvanize" by The Chemical Brothers

"I know how I am! Who the HELL are you?" SKROOM! "I'm Donna Troy, bitch." - Donna Troy, Countdown #15

Glaciers melting in the dead of night...

I like Mashups (the mixing of two songs together). I found one that perhaps even Enrico and I can agree on.

It's Britney vs. Muse, titled "Britney's Massive Hole." *snicker* No seriously, it's cool mashup, I like it a lot. Give it a listen.



I'm snickering while I'm dancing in my chair here listening to this. Good times.

POLT Listening to *snicker* the Britney's Massive Hole mashup *snicker*

He isn't a total whore, thought he does porn, but then, that is his duty being such a handsome gay man. - Diederick

Shot of mine, superimposed together, i'll zoom in on you...

This guy, David Bergman, took a 1474-megapixel photo during Obama's inaugural.

It's HERE.

The coolest thing about it is, you can zoom in and out of it like you can on Google Maps!! I mean you can zoom in so clost on the crowds you can see their faces! Not to mention th dignitaries behind Obama and even the musicians that played sitting above him! Give it a go, and see who you can find!

Incredible.

POLT Listening to "In Between Days" by The Cure

The differences are vast between the Nazis and the Bush Administration. For one, Hitler was not an incoherent child with a knack for wreaking havoc on the world through misplaced words and confusion over who our real enemy is (ie the shared notion that is was Saddam Hussein who masterminded the 9/11 attacks, not Osama bin Laden, our one-time ally). Hitler was charasmatic, rather than rich and well-connected, and he was passionate about his beliefs (however distorted and hateful) while our current administration acts not from the heart, but from the pockets of multi-billion dollar corporations. - Ian Blair, May 7, 2008

My baby's got a secret (Part 111)...

Secret Saturdays

These come from http://postsecret.blogspot.com/




POLT Listening to "Brass In Pocket" by The Pretenders

Alright, just stop the fucking spittin'. I don't like being spat at. - Johnny Rotten of the Sex Pistols

Part 124....

Shirtlessness du jour

POLT Listening to "Weird Science" by Oingo Boingo Oil: 46.47 (+.49);Gas: 1.79 (-)

The younger you are, the more likely you are to know someone who is gay. The more likely you are to know someone who is gay, the more likely you are to support gay marriage. The opposition is aging out. - Anna Quindlen

Part 123...

Shirtlessness du jour

POLT Listening to Countdown With Keith Olberman Oil: 45.98 (+2.90); 1.79 (-.01)

You can run, but you'll just die tired. - T-Shirt