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Bobby McFerrin and Richard Bona Improvisation

Many don’t know that there’s a lot more to Bobby McFerrin than “Don’t Worry, Be Happy”.  A lot.  Not only can he sing well, he uses his voice like an instrument (lots of them, sometimes playing all at one time).  This is skat singing x 100.  This is true, live, improv.  Awesome.

And, of course, Richard Bona is incredible as well.  Enjoy.

The audio and video is a little out of sync, sorry… I didn’t make the video.

Islam Will Not Be Pacified

What Do You Think?  Are Westerners Still Naive? While I don’t think we should be suprised by these comments, I find it disturbing that (in my perception) most of my neighbors and certainly much of our political system seems to think that Islam just needs to be pacified, coddled, and sweet-talked.  Does this guy sound like he wants to cuddle to you?

From the video’s description: “this is not a Jihadists from Iran but a professor from Kuwait – a country with every reason to be grateful to the USA for liberating it from the tyranny of Saddam Husseins invasion.”

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Bring on the comments!

Pet Peave #23: Self-Gratifying Twitter Users

Twitter is taking the web by storm and I’m glad. Not only is it the “next cool thing”, but it is having a real effect on internet culture, how we use the web, and it is beginning (in my view) to change our “offline” culture as well. But that’s another post, another day. Right now, I’d like to point out one thing that irritates me about some Twitter users.

egoIt’s the same complaint that I had when blogging first hit the world like an atom bomb of inane “look at what my cat just did” carnage. Sure, everyone has a voice now, but should everyone really have a voice? I guess so. Honestly, it’s hard not to want to restrict that freedom when your buddy expects you to look at daily updates on the state of his back hair. Or your Aunt wants you to look at 23 pictures of her in the Snuggie she got for Christmas on Facebook. Sometimes it’s best to keep our narcissism to ourselves until we eventually discover that the world simply can’t revolve around more than one person at a time. Now, years later, it seems like some of the “Cat Blogging” has abated and the blogosphere has reached a little more equilibrium (well… mostly). Maybe we just had to get it out of our system for a while.

Now Twitter enters the scene and the immediacy of communication and life-share gets us all hot and bothered again. The problem is that life-share can quickly become over-share.

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Brian Regan – Dealing with the UPS

Brian Regan is one of my favorite comedians.  This bit is one of his funniest.  Also check out the video clips on going to the emergency room, going to the doctor, and flying.  All are laugh-out-loud funny.

Enjoy!

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Baby Preacher

Comments?  What do you think is going on here?

I have mixed feelings.

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The Pastor’s Ass

First, let me say that this is the greatest title to any post ever done on this blog…

I got this as an email from Heather today and it cracked me up.  DISCLAIMER: I am in no way promoting email forwards.  I do not endorse, promote, or encourage forwarding vapid Christianese emails to everyone in your address book.  Doing that is evil.  Stop it.  Do not take this as an invitation to forward me special prayers that will release the blessing of Jabez, angels carrying potpourri, burned toast that looks like Jesus, etc.

NOTE: There is no disclaimer about the use of the words “ass”.  It’s a donkey.  Calm down.

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Time for the Beave to Join the Stones

I used to watch “Leave it to Beaver” all the time when I was a kid.  They were reruns then, but I still loved the show.  It’s crazy to see how old they are now.  Especially The Beave.  It makes me feel a little older myself.

The good news is that they they are almost at the right age to go on tour with the Rolling Stones. Who do you think would win if Eddie Haskell challenged Mic Jagger in a foot race?

My daughter watched a few minutes of “Leave it to Beaver” the other day and said it was lame. Sigh.