This is my favorite discussion of a costume from that link: [link]
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Zack: It's so horrible it makes me want to buy fifty of them and then get groups of people to stand in darkened alleyways downtown. Like you walk past the alley and you see five of these guys standing around a burning oil drum. You'll keep walking, but you'll never forget what you saw.
Dr. Thorpe: It would be like that part in The Shining where the guy in the dog costume is going down on the old man. There's nothing objectively scary about it, but it's just fucked up enough that it chills your blood.
Zack: Yeah, it is EXACTLY like that. Like you just caught a glimpse of something terrible, but you're not exactly sure why it's so terrible. Some horrible other reality that you had never noticed, but one night walking alone in downtown Chicago you saw them. You saw five sneering hair bananas standing around a burning oil drum.
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Our fancy-schmancy coffee machine is broken. On a Monday morning. Unfair! Now I'm going to have to go downstairs and buy coffee from one of those places that (also unfair!) seduces me with tasty baked treats when I'm trying to be good.
FNL: Bit of an interview with Jason Katims.
Soon it will be lunchtime, and I can eat the sushi I brought.
I'm not sure I can wait 15 minutes for lunch. I am starving and in dire need of caffeine.
I don't get the genre of costumes where the charater's face is your torso.
Okay. That just sounds freaky.
I want sushi. Instead, I'm having a sandwich for lunch. If I make it that long.
I came into the office to a bunch of freaked-out emails on various subjects, all needing me to DO SOMETHING RIGHT NOW. It's Monday with a vengeance.
The part that made me go WTF about their commentary:
Dr. Thorpe: Yeah, Oscar's particular brand of zings were really effective because they made you just really, really wish he didn't exist.
Zack: Sort of like Samuel Clemens except instead of writing about children as a commentary on the times Oscar Wilde fucked children as a commentary on the times.
They went on to admit that they were making up the bit about Oscar Wilde and children, but they really don't think Wilde or Twain were funny?
Dude! Are none of you celebrating the lack of navigational skills day?
Even my Navajo kids are celebrating Mr. WherethehellamI! About which I say, bwah!
