Penn & Teller's “Bullshit” is one of the coolest series I have seen in a long time. I am not sure I could describe it, so maybe I will let Penn…
This is Bullshit! That's the name of the show. We're going to hunt down as many purveyors of bullshit as we can. Sure, we lie, cheat, and swindle. We've been known to deal in a bit of bullshit ourselves, so some of you may ask, “why pee on someone else's parade?” One important difference: we tell you we're lying. You'll notice more obscenity than we usually use. That's not just because it's on Showtime and we want to get some attention. It's also a legal matter. If one calls people liars and quacks, one can be sued and loose a lot of one's money. But, motherfuckers and assholes, it's pretty safe. If we said it was all scams, we could also be in trouble, but BULLSHIT (oddly) is safe. So, forget all the bullshit language. We're trying to talk about the truth without spending the rest of our lives in court because of litigious motherfuckers.
It's basically a documentary that debunks a lot of paranormal quackery out there. Personally, I think they underestimate the power of the placebo effect with reflexology, but that's just me. I have the entire first season (half of it on DVD now), and can't wait until it gets released on DVD in March! Bigtime woot!
Ebenezer got his first bath (in this home) today. Considering he has gotten a bath a week since he was born, The Precious could learn something from him. The lady I got him from makes soap, some specially formulated for Sphynx, made of olive oil and such. He seems to like it, and I'm fine with the smell. Speaking of smell, the first couple of days here must have been stressful (read: sweaty and stinky and smelly) for him. Him and The Precious are (NOW!) fine in the same room and even enjoy playing, but are not so great with cuddling. The Precious still sleeps in the crook of me knee and Ebenezer had decided to sleep at the furthest possible point from her that is still warm: my head. Sometimes he wraps himself around my skull, on the pillow, like a hat. This is no big deal. Sometimes he wants to sleep on my face or across my neck (windpipe!). This is not so great, party for reasons of suffocation, and partly for reasons of smelliness (which goes back to suffocation). As I said, his first few days here were rather stressful. Normally fur picks up that kind of sweat and tension…
Red beans & rice doesn't work so well when you have a rice maker with fuzzy logic chips that only makes sticky Japanese rice. The beans, veggies, habenero, jalapenos, and such worked out really well. They just don't work so well with the rice.
I drove over the 45th parallel twice on Saturday. Not that that says anything.
Does anyone know what happened to Owl? I know that Hellfish got thrown away because he cracked. I remember Owl being given away to someone, but I'm not 100% sure about that.…he may have gotten thrown away because of too many scary spiders. I swear I remember giving it to someone (Odradak?), but I can't seem to remember who, and Friendly Bandit was asking me this evening.
I think my mouth is on fire. Tabasco Habenero sauce is nice, but I might have used half the bottle.
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