Ravy 2011 Pg. 26.

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Waiting in line at the lunch counter, everybody's watches said 12:05. But not the manager's. He had a atomic clock wrist watch powered by a black hole singularity that somehow kept amazingly inaccurate time. Why didn't we just go somewhere else? Because the next place was a half an hour down the road.

Mr. Popper's Penguins.

Tom Popper is on the verge of the greatest financial success of his life. First he must buy the restaurant from a fire brand of an old lady, deal with his teenage daughter, memories of his own father, and the gift of penguins. Hilarity ensues. While taking care of these birds Mr. Popper realizes the one thing he needed all along, his family.

This is your fairly typical Jim Carrey movie, one of the good ones. Like Liar Liar, Bruce Almighty, or even The Mask, you have someone that is thrown into an impossible situation, falls on their face, then rises above it all. In this case, Pet Detective was thrown in for good measure. I was too busy laughing throughout and enjoying the reuniting of the Popper Family to even care about that. Or all the poop flying around.

It was worth it at full price.

A couple of side bits: There were a couple of mistakes. When the bathtub floods, you can clearly see the overflow. This handy little device prevents water from filling the bathroom. That is unless it is full of penguin feathers and poo. This mistake was worth making just to see the penguin waddle up to the glass door, and then swim up the door.

Maybe Tom Popper's copy of March of the Penguins had that scene with the uncovered eggs freezing cut out. That's what happens when you don't let the bird sit on them.

Best of all, it was great to see Angela Lansbury again. She was just perfect in this movie and practically stole the show.

Online snail mail.

One of the many weird and totally boring hobbies I have and have decided to not bore all of you with is coin collecting. Trust me, I have become a total nerd and can really bore you about the proper way to clean a coin.

The point I'm going to make is that if I do buy form the U.S. Mint directly, I do it online. So why am I getting advertisements and catalogs in my mailbox? You know, U.S. Mail. United States Postal Service. Everything I buy from The Mint is from The Mint's website. I have never ever filled out an order form made from paper.

What? Do they need to spend the money or their budget is going to get cut? (Yeah right.)

This missive was prompted by Adobe. They sent me a card in the mail, U.S.P.S. an offer to buy CS5.5. Why? They got my email account. How many people got that mailer? How much did that cost? Is that why CS5.5 costs $1900? To make up for all the stamps Adobe bought?

Ravy 2011 Pg. 25.

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Reading all that Lucky Star finally paid off. I got a reference worked in.

Black Friday.

Yes, you can count me as one of the over 145 million people that has actually watched Becky Black's video "Friday." For those who don't know me probably expect me to be amongst the 2.8 million people that dislike this video. And talk all about how I hate it.

And for those that know me are expecting me join the overwhelming 401 thousand that like her video and to talk at nauseating length about how much I love it.

EHHHH!! Both wrong. I have decided not to say a word negative or positive.
You see I took a look at my own music collection. Two words: Chisa Yokoyama.



(What? Were you really expecting me to post her video?)