Ah YouTube is a beautiful thing. A great place to pass the time if there is nothing fit to occupy you on TV. This little compilation I present to you today includes music, global warming, driving, and midgets.
I caught the under the radar comedy 'Walk Hard - The Dewey Cox Story'. Highly under rated. Here's a clip of Dewey Cox going through his Bob Dylan faze, writing songs, and singing for the little people.
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There aren't that many ads that I see on TV that I can say I truly like. These two ads for Skittles are the exceptions. Brilliant, if somewhat bizarre, ads. Simple executions, that really cut through thanks largely to their overall oddness. » Read the rest of the entry..
I'm not 100% sure how I ended up at this site, but now I've found it, I just have to share! It is probably the most bizarre (not to mention specific!) idea behind a website that I have ever seen!
I can't believe someone registered the domain name, www.midgetswhoworkattarget.com, let alone develop a site around the concept! Go check it out for yourself, Little people who work at Target.
That reminds me... I wonder if Target sell any decent wood blinds?
Firstly, I missed Shock Docs! I watched 24 instead cos I made it home from tennis in time (4-2 win if you must ask). So I missed out on the dwarf midget story, although I'm pretty sure Bean Bag Boy caught most of it so I'll get him to give me a comprehensive summary tomorrow.
Secondly, I need to publicly thank Miquel Casas for helping out with the whole Word Press theme/html stuff. I clearly had no idea what I was doing. Miquel's site is here: http://miquelcasas.com/
Thirdly, I need to come to terms with my new myspace addiction. I need to accept that 1) I'm not popular, 2) I really don't have celebrity 'friends', and 3) the fact is my 'band' is currently only me. It's been pretty difficult to come to terms with actually and I'm probably getting a little bit emotional about it. I mean, when Margaret Cho accepted my friend request, I thought it meant something, that I was special. Turns out I'm just one of over 23,000 friends. It's devastating. On the plus side I have got a couple of messages from non-celebrity types to say they liked my music, but I'm pretty sure they were lying just so that I would be their friend.
Perhaps it's that I've gone delerious. It's 12.55am, Thursday morning. I have to work tomorrow, and I'm still trying to find what sort of tuning pegs would be a straight match for a 1970's reissue Fender Stratocaster neck with the CBS era oversize headstock. Crazy. Peace out homies.
