Why I Have Cable

While I have often considered following the advice of the Aquabats and turning off the idiot box (it's a disease, just like the chicken pox!), I just haven't been able to muster the will. There are too many good shows on, like Mad Men, and I love me my DVR (maybe even I'll get around to watching Seven Samurai one of these days).

And then something so awesome gets stumbled upon it totally makes my patronage of Bresnan (even if we still don't have VOD in Sheridan) totally worth it. Something that can only be described inadequately, and thereby must be experienced. BEHOLD!



Thank you, God, for creating MTV Tr3s,
Regis

Oh Boy, Another Video

I was exposed to WAY too much country music growing up, courtesy of my mother. If it was a single and on the country charts in the early to mid/late-nineties, there's a solid chance I can sing along with the chorus, if not a good portion of the verse - that's how bad it is. And while I can appreciate most genres of music, I don't really care for most country. Among the other "treasures" in her library of recorded country music, my mother has an LP of The Oak Ridge Boys Christmas, which has yet to make my list of good seasonal albums (nothing personal, ORB, it's just not my bag).

Lousy puns aside, I ran across this today (thanks, AV Club!) and had to put it up: it's the Oak Ridge Boys covering The White Stripes' "Seven Nation Army." While not quite as awesome as Loretta Lynn's album with Jack White (and their duet "Portland, Oregon"), this is pretty badass.



Make the sweat drip out of every pore,
Regis

Blast From The Past

Thanks to the magic of the internet, you can see just how much my writing has improved since the dark days of 2002, when I was a weekly columnist for the University of Wyoming Branding Iron. A brave soul with too much free time uncovered a small collection of my "Life Is Like A Mop" and "The Way I See It" columns that a friend of mine posted on his website back in the day (being the swell guy I am, I would email my stuff to people that weren't in Laramie and thus couldn't pick up a copy of the BI).

Behold! Here is your portal to days past!

I'll have to see if I can dig up Word files of more of my old columns, as I know there were some that were better than these. Or would that be about as worthwhile as Liberace at the Playboy Mansion?

After all, Liberace is dead.

-Regis

D is for Damn!

Just got back from The Dark Knight, and all I can say is, Holy ±µ¢&ing $#¡t, Batman!

Seriously, that's all I've got,
Regis

If You Watch One Superhero Musical This Summer...

Drop whatever you're doing and check out Dr. Horrible's Sing-A-Long Blog, the latest bit of Joss Whedon-spawned awesomeness. Now. Normally I have no use for musicals, but this is seriously fantastic.

Why are you still reading this? Acts I and II are currently up for free, Act III goes up on Saturday, and they all go down Sunday. They'll all be available for download and on DVD in the future, but go get it now!

Goodness, look at my arm!
Regis

DUDE!

The missus and I just got back from seeing Iron Man, and all I can say is "DUDE!" Meg concurs to a degree that is borderline frightening. I cannot wait for the sequel and Avengers spin-off. Hell, even the trailers were awesome (with the possible exception of The Happening, which I'm not entirely sold on, but it could be cool). I have the feeling we're going to see this one again.

DUDE!
Regis