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So tired. There’s nothing like going to a cult classic where you can:

• A. Throw things like rice, confetti, toast, and toliet paper around
• B. Get up on the stage and do the Time-Warp (it’s just a jump to the left…)
  
• C. Actually meet one of the Time-Warpers/Wedding Photographer from the film, and hear some stories about the filming process
• and finally, D. Have an opportunity to wear neon-green hair and white socks with black pumps — and have no one think you look out-of-place in the least.
  

Next year, I’m canning the Time-Warper outfit and I’m dressing up like Magenta — I’ll just need a Riff Raff to accompany me.

Fuggetabout Swift Boat Veterans for the “Truth” — it’s time for Internet Vets for the Truth:

Who Are We?

The Internets Veterans For Truth are a few long-time bloggers, designers, and techies who decided (in slackerly fashion, around the end of last week) that some of the clips that’ve been floating around online needed to be seen by everybody.

A few catchy slogans, registered domains, and a mess of volunteered hours of encoding, design, dev, and server wrangling later…

Also, we served alongside George W. Bush in the hot, dry Texan jungles of the Internets Deltas.

This site is a virtual goldmine of video clips from the Daily Show, various documentary clips from Going Upriver to Fahrenheit 9/11, news clips, and other odds and ends that highlight the so-called careers of George W., as well as some clips concerning John Kerry. Files are both in BitTorrent and Quicktime. Go waste an hour or two over there before casting your vote on Tuesday.

Also, don’t forget that Marc Perkel is offering free downloads of Fahrenheit 9/11 on his site until November 2nd. Both Moore and Lion’s Gate have authorized this — so go take advantage of it while you can. Even if you don’t necessarily agree with Moore’s politics, see the film so you can decide for yourself.

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My ultimate Hallowe’en costume:

I’ve wanted to be the Bee Girl since I was 14. Don’t you remember the Blind Melon video, No Rain? It was about this dancing girl in this hilarious bee costume — and everywhere she went, she just didn’t fit in. She went all over town, only to be turned out or laughed at by others. These rejections continued until the end of the video, when she finally found a group of others — just like herself! All in bee costumes, dancing happily.

I admit, I’m drawn to the whole metaphor of the bee girl moreso than the snappy outfit she has on. Maybe it’s because I can relate to how she feels. Tonight, for instance, I was literally surrounded by people — and yet I still managed to feel utterly lonely inside. There are times when I totally “click” with people — and others when I feel like a complete outsider, looking for my own group of bee people to belong to and call my own.

One day I’ll get that costume, you wait … and I’ll wear it with pride, and may even do my own little bee dance to complete the ensemble.

After a night of feeling like a rather squarish peg amongst round-headers, here’s what is currently on my playlist:

Ron Sexsmith

Garden State soundtrack

Azure Ray

Chantal Kreviazuk

Jeff Buckley

Sarah Slean

Coldplay

Aimee Mann

Joss Stone

Cowboy Junkies

Johnny Cash

Jonatha Brooke

Natalie Merchant

Remy Zero

The Shins

I’m calling it my melacholy mix. It’s quite the ecclectic collection.

Here’s one of the songs:

Only 4 days left until I stop worrying about this election and/or posting political items:

• NASA photo analysis: Bush wore a device during debate:

George W. Bush tried to laugh off the bulge. “I don’t know what that is,” he said on “Good Morning America” on Wednesday, referring to the infamous protrusion beneath his jacket during the presidential debates. “I’m embarrassed to say it’s a poorly tailored shirt.”

Dr. Robert M. Nelson, however, was not laughing. He knew the president was not telling the truth. And Nelson is neither conspiracy theorist nor midnight blogger. He’s a senior research scientist for NASA and for Caltech’s Jet Propulsion Laboratory, and an international authority on image analysis. Currently he’s engrossed in analyzing digital photos of Saturn’s moon Titan, determining its shape, whether it contains craters or canyons.

For the past week, while at home, using his own computers, and off the clock at Caltech and NASA, Nelson has been analyzing images of the president’s back during the debates. A professional physicist and photo analyst for more than 30 years, he speaks earnestly and thoughtfully about his subject. “I am willing to stake my scientific reputation to the statement that Bush was wearing something under his jacket during the debate,” he says. “This is not about a bad suit. And there’s no way the bulge can be described as a wrinkled shirt.”

Nelson and a scientific colleague produced the photos from a videotape, recorded by the colleague, who has chosen to remain anonymous, of the first debate. The images provide the most vivid details yet of the bulge beneath the president’s suit. Amateurs have certainly had their turn at examining the bulge, but no professional with a résumé as impressive as Nelson’s has ventured into public with an informed opinion. In fact, no one to date has enhanced photos of Bush’s jacket to this degree of precision, and revealed what appears to be some kind of mechanical device with a wire snaking up the president’s shoulder toward his neck and down his back to his waist.

And what did we learn from this, boys and grrrls? Cheaters never win!

• Berkeley Breathed has a new cartoon out — starring an oversized hamster outfit, Dick Cheney, and Teresa Heinz Kerry.
  

• Yet another example of the GOP attempting to suppress voter turnout among minorities here. This is a travesty.
  

(Hooray for Daily Kos who pointed me in these directions)

I think I may have found a writing career if when I finish my thesis: that’d be writing for Steeple Hill Cafe, the “inspirational” Harlequin novel series:

We are looking for compelling stories that both entertain and promote strong values. Of course, they should also be fun to read and should provide readers with an uplifting and satisfying ending. They should be just like life — except with the right comeback at the right time. These novels can be written in the first- or third-person and can be single or multiple points of view. The writing should be lively and intelligent, with a certain amount of attitude. Think chick lit for all ages. Think romantic comedy with a divine twist.

… There should be no explicit sex in these stories, and a minimum of sensuality and sexual desire. Both humor and drama have a place in these books; foul language, swearing and scenes containing violence do not. Though the stories may take place in urban environments, hanging out in bar settings, drinking alcohol or becoming involved in sexual situations is not appropriate for Christian characters.

…. Because Steeple Hill Books sells to both CBA and ABA bookstores, we must adhere to CBA conventions. The stories may not include alcohol consumption by Christian characters, dancing, card playing, gambling or games of chance (including raffles), explicit scatological terms, hero and heroine remaining overnight together alone, Halloween celebrations or magic or the mention of intimate body parts. Lying is also problematical in the CBA market and characters who are Christian should not lie or deceive others. Possibly there could be exceptional circumstances (matters of life and death), but this has to be okayed by an editor.

We are looking for authors writing from a Christian worldview and conveying their personal faith and ministry values in entertaining fiction that will touch the hearts of believers and seekers everywhere.

Here I thought nothing could be worse than regular Harlequin “novels.” “Christian chick lit” — I suppose it’s the logical progression of a Revolve-ish mentality. Oy.