Showing posts with label Dance Dance Exclamation Mark. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dance Dance Exclamation Mark. Show all posts

3/14/2008

Just writeing sutff down before I forget it, pay no attention to the economist behind the blog

If you understand any of this you're probably an economist and I hate you:

Smith's Law: cost of production*(demand/supply)=fundmental price.

Obviously only applies to the stupid little Test Models freemarketeers masturbate to, but even within a "dirty" Marx-Smith Model you're really only adding onto that basic equation.

Including the ghastly hideousness of Raymond's* Inconstant: Gross Costs of Production*(cost of bribes to avoid regulation*SQRTthe waist line of the companies' CEO/the waistline of their spouse)

Economics=Srs but poorly explained Bizness

* Named for Lee "meat flaps" Raymond, Ex-head of ExxonMobil, who's chin justifies all fat jokes. Do a google image search, you'll know what I'm talking about.

12/16/2007

It could, like, totally happen, like, you know?



Actually let's throw in some random FLCL AMVs into the mix:

A punk cover of REM's "it's the end of the world as we know it (and I feel fine)"

Mindless Self Indulgence's "shut me up"
And a shit load of Weird Al



Because I actually DO hate your internet connection.

1/13/2007

Testing Testing...One, Two, Jive!

Testing to see if Blogger allows embeds.



By the looks of it it does, Hooray for embedding!

This is via BfP, and my mind, it iz blown!

Despite the fact that both of the Nicholas Brothers undoubtably died of knee and crotch cancer as a result of such performances, the thing that kept going through my mind while watching that was: "Big band and Wushu, genius!"

My favorite bit is at about 2:00 when one of the guys on trumpet is desperately trying not to get kicked in the head, while continuing to play wihtout dropping a note.