Here they talk about drummers. 

As usual, audio NSFW.

I laughed so hard I cried over this!

Some guy turned the sound off while watching ST:NG episodes and redubbed the words according to how he lip-read the actors. 

The language is NSFW.



Thank you, drive through.

Please to be searching Twitter on the string "crapnamesforsithlords."

@yagathai is farking SLAYING me... not surprising, really.

My favorites:
Darth Boyardee
Darth Gretsky
Darth JediFan1138
Darth Garfunkel (not a @yagathai creation, but dang funny)

That is all.

So, this pretty much sums up the silliness of our most recent batch of IJG shows.  It will be impossible not to note my spaceman suit and Mike Richardson's sparkly thong.

We know that Durkin isn't a fan of talking on the mic to audiences, so to avoid the hassle of introducing 89721386 band members, Durkin has us introduce them in a "Musical From Hell" format.  (I think of it more like a Gilbert and Sullivan operetta, really.  Intentionally big vibratos, silly rubato sections, piano trills, rolled Rs and stuff.)

Introducing the Brass
The lyrics:

Jill/Tany: These are the trumpets (x 4)
Jill: Kris Tiner, he plays the trumpet well
Tany: Stephanie Richards, she plays the trumpet well

Tany: But wait!  What is that sad horn in the corner?
Jill: I do not know, unless it's... One lone bone, rolling on a barrel, one lone bone by the cherry tree; one lone bone, call him Ian Carroll, one lone bone.

Ian: (very softly:) That's me!

Tany/Jill: Two lone bones, shooting off their ray guns, two lone bones walking by the sea, two lone bones, that one's Mike Richardson, two lone bones.

Mike: That's me! 

Jill/Tany: Dan Rosenboom, he plays the trumpet.

There are many funny moments in this, but the best part for me is when we're singing this huge escalating fanfare for Dan Rosenboom at the end, and we just end it abruptly without saying that he plays the trumpet well-- only that he "plays the trumpet."  Poor Dan's left hanging there, the audience feels bad, and it's this funny, uncomfortable moment-- which Dan plays up and is a total champ about.

I wish the end of the video sustained just a little bit longer to capture that moment, but oh well.  Matt was jugging still cameras, video cameras, shirts, CD sales, mustaches and all that, so I certainly can't fault the guy.

The video is 2 minutes long, and was shot at Dizzy's in San Diego on 4/5. 



If you dig it (or don't), feel free to comment here, or preferably over at YouTube.

Lordy, how I love my band. :-)

Yesterday our kitchen sink clogged with the force of a billion packs of grape Big League Chew.

Today we forgot this fact and ran the dishwasher, and thankfully caught it as it was draining the rinse cycle into the sink, about two inches before it overflowed. 

Between yesterday and today, we poured an entire gallon of contractor-strength Drano down the drain, as well as plunged the sucker repeatedly.  It would not budge.

Finally, after placing a call to the Home Warranty people, Matt decided to give the plunging one more try.  He plunged with the vigor of ... I don't know what.... something that plunges vigorously.  Not wanting to get fried with splashing Drano acid, I retreated to my office.

I heard him yell triumphantly from the kitchen, so I grabbed my video camera and taped the victory.  Coincidentally, Thus Spoke Zarathrustra (a.k.a. the big  dun... dun... dun... DUNT DUUUUUUN!  bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom BOM! from 2001: A Space Odyssey) came on the iTunes and hilarity ensued.

I cannot stop laughing at this.
I think my favorite moment is the lens flare when he flexes. [*snarf!*]




(Yes, yes, I sloppily overdubbed the music so you could hear it better.)

Yeah yeah, I exaggerate often and use superlatives to an annoying degree. 

Please take this literally:

I am laughing until I have boogers and tears streaming down my face from looking at these pictures of terrified children on the laps of mall Santas.
When you click the linky above, be sure to scroll through the various pages in each photoset... the "Next Page" link isn't very obvious. 

I seriously have not laughed this hard in a very long time. 

I know that this makes me a terribly evil and mean person, especially because I have no kids of my own.

There are other scary Santa-related photosets on the bottom of the page as well... such as "Screaming twins with Santa" and a photoset where Santa himself is kinda creepy.

( A teaser behind the cut. Make sure you are not drinking anything. Seriously. )

[EDIT: The site to which I linked was having technical difficulties, but they're back.  Woot!]