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Browncoat weapon lust

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Ok, my geek is showing. This is where my fetish for knives crosses my geekery. I’ve been looking for months for where I can get Jayne Cobb’s Bowie Knife from Firefly. I’ve wanted a big-ass bowie knife for years. I’ve got balisongs, switchblades, straight-razors, tactical folders, bayonets, daggers, throwing knives, a million kitchen knives, machetes, […]

Ok, my geek is showing.

This is where my fetish for knives crosses my geekery.

I’ve been looking for months for where I can get Jayne Cobb’s Bowie Knife from Firefly.

I’ve wanted a big-ass bowie knife for years. I’ve got balisongs, switchblades, straight-razors, tactical folders, bayonets, daggers, throwing knives, a million kitchen knives, machetes, pukko knives, buck folders and buck hunting knives, swiss army knives, opinel folders, gerber folders.

But I don’t have a bowie knife, and I’ve wanted one forever.

So I just ran across something on a browncoat site identified that BFK (Big Fuckin’ Knife) Jayne carries. And of course, I want one.

The Rough Rider Patrick Henry Liberty Bowie Knife:

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Of course, it can’t be that easy. It’s out of production. The only company I can find that has them for sale is taking back-orders, but can’t tell me an ETA. On the other hand, I know a guy (who is an order of magnitude higher in geekdom than I) who makes an exact replica of Jayne’s sheath. Which means that, if I can ever find the goddamned knife, I also can get the sheath I want.

Ok, now, who’s giggling at the word ‘sheath‘?

I know. I know. Geeky. I can’t help it. I have weapon lust. I must have that knife.

Like a dream that has no dreamer

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I’m in one of those song lyrics phrases. A couple days ago it was Spiriitualized – and yesterday if I’d bothered, it would have been Hüsker Dü. But now I’m suddenly in a Be Bop Deluxe phase. Like a square peg in a round hole Like a harp without its strings Like a sailor who […]

I’m in one of those song lyrics phrases. A couple days ago it was Spiriitualized – and yesterday if I’d bothered, it would have been Hüsker Dü.

But now I’m suddenly in a Be Bop Deluxe phase.

Like a square peg in a round hole
Like a harp without its strings
Like a sailor who sails no oceans
Like a bird that has no wings

Without love, I am a desert
Without love, my light is dim
Without love, I have no treasures
Without love, I cannot win

(Without love) We are like ships in the night
(Without love) Selling our souls down the river
Sailing away and forever our pleasure is blue.

Like a dream that has no dreamer
Like a cloud without a sky
Like a truth with no believer
Like a mother without a child

Without love, I have no pleasures
Without love, my light is dim
Without love, I have no treasures
Without love, my chance is slim

(Without love) We are like ships in the night
(Without love) Selling our souls down the river
Sailing away and forever our pleasure is blue

     —Be Bop Deluxe, Ships in the Night

Be Bop Deluxe are in my top five Best Bands Ever list. You really should hear them, if you’ve never done so. They’re amazing.

Cop Shoot Cop

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Man, I love Spiritualized. Hey man there’s a hole in my arm where all the money goes Jesus christ died for nothin’ I suppose Cop shoot cop I believe I believe that I have been reborn Cop shoot cop I haven’t got the time no more Hey man there’s a hole in my head where […]

Man, I love Spiritualized.

Hey man there’s a hole in my arm where all the money goes
Jesus christ died for nothin’ I suppose

Cop shoot cop
I believe
I believe that I have been reborn
Cop shoot cop
I haven’t got the time no more

Hey man there’s a hole in my head where information goes
And all my friends died for nothin’ I suppose

Cop shoot cop
I believe
I believe that I have been reborn
Cop shoot cop
I haven’t got the time no more

Hey man there’s a hole in my reason that I gotta close
’cause all my love died for nothin’ I suppose

Cop shoot cop
I believe
I believe that I have been reborn
Cop shoot cop
I haven’t got the time no more

     —Spiritualized, Cop Shoot Cop

One of the best concerts I’ve ever seen, when I saw ’em a couple years back. It was like an acid trip with no drugs whatsoever (well, ok, tequila. That counts as a drug, I guess).

Every time I hear ’em I think, I have to see these guys again…

Still no sign of land

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Still no sign of land. How long is it? That’s a rather personal question, sir. You stupid git. I meant how long has it been in the lifeboat? You’ve destroyed the atmosphere now. I’m sorry. Shut up. Start again. So the latest weather report says another week of the grim and gray. I think I’m […]


Still no sign of land. How long is it?

That’s a rather personal question, sir.

You stupid git. I meant how long has it been in the lifeboat? You’ve destroyed the atmosphere now.

I’m sorry.

Shut up. Start again.

So the latest weather report says another week of the grim and gray. I think I’m starting to develop gills (though not, you know, ones that look like cunts, like Kevin Costner had in Waterworld). I’m thinking I might trade my motorcycle on a jetski, while will be much more use if this rain goes on much longer.

Speaking of Waterworld, I’ve developed quite the huge crush on Tina Majorino, who’s currently in Big Love, and was also the love interest in Napoleon Dynamite (which is certainly the oddest movie I’ve seen in the last week). But it’s in Veronica Mars where she really gets me, as the blue-haired geek-girl Mac. I just think she’s too adorable for words. I only realized a couple days ago that she was the little-girl-with-the-map-on-her-back from Waterworld; I’ve been thinking where have I seen her for months, since I first watched Veronica Mars. I can understand why I’d forgotten this, Waterworld is a movie one tends to want to forget. But Tina can sit on my lap and call me daddy anytime.

This is turning into an entry on movies and teevee, so let’s go with it.

I can’t quite figure out Big Love; I like it, I like the people in it, and I like the setting, the day-to-day complications of a plural marriage, the somewhat obvious, yet clever, symbolism, such as the triple-mirror reflecting Bill Paxton as he gobbled viagra, or the cut from sex-scene to pop-up sprinkler. But I can’t quite figure out what the editorial point of view is on the whole thing; I can’t figure out if they even have one. This may become clearer with another couple episodes, I still have last week’s on my TiVo and we’ll get another tonight.

As noted above, I finally watched Napoleon Dynamite and I can’t quite figure out what the fuss was about. I know people who loved it, people who hated it. It’s a tiny, odd, and generally unremarkable film. I laughed at it, was vaguely amused, but if it hadn’t make such a splash of both positive and negative reactions, I don’t think it would stick in my head at all.

I had a dream about you last night, ChealseaGirl. I wish it has been something more salacious, but I remember you were wearing a halter top and driving a white convertible You were yummy, but alas, I awoke before I could get more than a hug and a stolen kiss.

I’m watching the third season of Buffy with my kids. My god, this show was good. I haven’t watched these early episodes since they were originally shown, and it just keeps impressing me. Cast, script, direction. Joss knows how to get the best out of everyone who works for him. It’s unfortunate that he let Buffy slide so far, the last two or three seasons. They were frankly terrible, hard to even watch aside from a few gems like the musical episode. But these first three seasons were spectacular, as good an arc as any teevee show, ever. Makes me desperately wish Joss would get another series going; Buffy, Angel, Firefly, all absolutely brilliant. C’mon, Joss, I got a million ideas, let’s talk.

Ok. I’m off to take my kids to see Ice Age 2. The first one was way funnier than expected, but I’m setting expectations low for this. I think I just want to see Scrat chase acorns.

Anyone else utterly sick of CGI movie previews? Ok, so I actually wind up liking the movies quite often (Hoodwinked was hysterical even though the animation kind of sucked, Madagascar was funny as long as the characters were not talking). And some of the new crop look ok (monster house). But I’m just sick of seeing CGI character after CGI character when I go see movies. It’s getting too damned easy to do mediocre CGI.

I want a fistfull of downers. I couldn’t talk my doc into giving me any purely recreational versed. I’m in the mood to get low, baby.

We love to funk you, Funkenstein

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I was writing something last night and typo’d Doctor Frankenstein as Doctor Crankenstein, and I was so taken with that I left it, but now I have this song going through my head: We love to funk you, Funkenstein Your funk is the best Take my body, give it the mind To funk with the […]

I was writing something last night and typo’d Doctor Frankenstein as Doctor Crankenstein, and I was so taken with that I left it, but now I have this song going through my head:

We love to funk you, Funkenstein
Your funk is the best
Take my body, give it the mind
To funk with the rest
Hit me with the one and then
If you like, hit me again
We love to Funk-a-stein

And I’m thinkin, I need the funk. Right now.

Thus, here we go:

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And to do tha right thang -> Buy It.

South Park vs Co$

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I’m sure you’ve heard about the shit-canned southpark episode where they take on those fuckin’ freaks Tom Cruise and John Travolta and the Co$. The episode can be found here at Contemporary Insanity. rm format only, no quicktime, alas. And props again to Brandon for the logo. I just sized it, he did the work.

I’m sure you’ve heard about the shit-canned southpark episode where they take on those fuckin’ freaks Tom Cruise and John Travolta and the Co$.

The episode can be found here at Contemporary Insanity. rm format only, no quicktime, alas.

And props again to Brandon for the logo. I just sized it, he did the work.

Dust in my Korn

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Wow. This pretty much defines fucked up. Korn vs. Kansas I want to stick an icepick in my ear. But, you know, in a good way. (Thanks, Art, you rule)

Wow. This pretty much defines fucked up.

Korn vs. Kansas

I want to stick an icepick in my ear. But, you know, in a good way.

(Thanks, Art, you rule)

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Things ain’t been the same since the Blues walked into town

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You woke up this morning Got yourself a gun, Mama always said you’d be The Chosen One. She said: You’re one in a million You’ve got to burn to shine, But you were born under a bad sign, With a blue moon in your eyes. You woke up this morning All the love has gone, […]

You woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun,
Mama always said you’d be
The Chosen One.

She said: You’re one in a million
You’ve got to burn to shine,
But you were born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes.

You woke up this morning
All the love has gone,
Your Papa never told you
About right and wrong.

All is well with the world.

The Sopranos is back.

Prog Rock Island

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I can’t stop listening to this stunning song. David Gilmour – possibly the most stylish guitarist of all time, and the other brilliant creative mind behind Pink Floyd – is about to realease a new album. I picked up the single from iTunes music store – On an Island. It’s a dreamy, ethereal piece that […]

I can’t stop listening to this stunning song.

David Gilmour – possibly the most stylish guitarist of all time, and the other brilliant creative mind behind Pink Floyd – is about to realease a new album.

I picked up the single from iTunes music store – On an Island.


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It’s a dreamy, ethereal piece that sounds, more than anything else, like Obscured by Clouds-era Pink Floyd, that then breaks into some of the most brilliant, classic Gilmour guitar playing I’ve ever heard. It’s one of those songs that almost sounds like a clinic in how to do it, the way I felt listing to Sonny Rollins play a fifteen minute sax solo when I saw him live a few years back. Like you could sit and listen and learn everything you need to know about how to play a perfect solo. It also features stunning backup vocals by David Crosby and Graham Nash, who may be geezers but wow can they still sing.

I was a huge Pink Floyd fan – and still am. But my favortite Pink Floyd isn’t the stuff that sold a bazillion records. I don’t really like Dark Side of the Moon, nor do I much like The Wall. They have great songs on them but they’re not what I consider Pink Floyd’s creative, artistic peaks.

My favorite albums were some of the less massively successful ones; Animals, Meddle, Obscured by Clouds. I tried hard to love the Syd Barret era Floyd, but as brilliant as Barret was, those albums lacked Gilmour’s guitar, and to my ear, that was such a huge component of Pink Floyd’s sound that they never quite stuck with me. They’re great, but I don’t love them.

I stopped listening to Pink Floyd after The Wall. They’d said what they had to say. Waters was spinning off into ego-land and the band had taken on that commercial juggernaut sound, were turning into one of those dinosaur acts that need to stop a while. But I still listen to the old albums, have them all on CD and vinyl. And I love them.

This song has something – something of that old, classic Pink Floyd, something of Gilmour’s first solo album (which I loved when it came out, and wish I could get now, though it’s not yet back in print); and yet it sounds current, not like he simply went back and said I can do that again.. It sounds like that because that sound is David Gilmour.

God I hope the rest of the album – due out next week – is this good.