This is a hilarious Sesame Street spoof of the “V for Vendetta” trailer called “C is for Cookie“.
Monthly Archive: April 2006
Apr
28
Apr
27
Motivational Techniques to Avoid
People are really nuts. And sometimes that nuttiness spills over into the workplace. Just read this article on CNN about a woman suing because she didn’t like the “team-building” practices of her company: Employees were paddled with rival companies’ yard signs as part of a contest that pitted sales teams against each other, according to …
Apr
26
Moving Troubles
So without a partner, living in Dordrecht isn’t much fun. Therefore, I decided to move to the Hague. Bigger, nicer town and I know people there and I know they have good Indian food. The good news is there’s a huge amount of supply of available apartments. The bad news is, supply equals demand. I …
Apr
18
I’m a Doll!
Hey look at this! I’m a doll! You can buy me with accessories and everything.
Apr
14
The Fate of Moussaoui
This entire case is an exercise in the farcical. First, the prosecutors bungle the MOST IMPORTANT case related to 9/11 (because it’s the ONLY case about the whole damn thing) by tainting witnesses and generally acting like incompetents. But if that wasn’t enough, then this nutcase of a defendant gets on the stand and says …
Apr
12
Pub Quiz S02E06
I forgot to post an entry after our last pub quiz two weeks ago. We finished sixth that time, only 4 points away from first place. Last night though we had a full team (thanks to the addition of Darien) and we started kicking ass right from the beginning. The picture round was movie scenes …
Apr
05
New Bike
You may not know this, but I am something of an impulse buyer. Usually that just means walking out of the gas station with a few extra bags of hard candy or potato chips, or sometimes taking a break from snowboarding and coming back with a new board. Today it meant coming home with a …
Apr
05
Bike Stolen
This country is full of thieves. Okay, so I left my bike unlocked. But listen to the whole story. I walk out the door this morning and it’s the one day I don’t jiggle my pants to make sure I hear the reassuring clink of my keys. So now I’m locked out of my apartment, …