Um… wow. I like Cee-Lo, a lot. In all incarnations. Solo, Dungeon Family, Outkast, and Goodie Mob. And I thought Danger Mouse was OK. But I mean DAMN. When you put them both together, something ridiculous happens. Some of my “real-life” friends may remember me trying to tell them about Gnarls Barkley a couple months before “Crazy” dropped. Not trying to build myself up, but just saying. Now I have reason to believe that they are going to top everything they’ve ever done before, except maybe “The Last Time.”

However, this may be the cutest thing I’ve seen in a minute or two. That plus blue sky started my day off right. It gets even better with the remixes available over at Missingtoof. Not mad at that, as we like to say. Anyway, I have a feeling I’m going to be delivering a lot of rush jobs from florists today. Guess we’ll see.

Oh, and the ferret disappeared.

Tags: life, love, video, techno

So I’ve been dealing with neighbors that like to climb over onto my roof deck and hang out. This includes knocking on my window while I’m sitting there in a bathrobe. That sort of thing. But I went upstairs after a workout today, and there was a ferret. It was kind of just wobbling around the deck, and it was definitely someone’s pet, because when it saw me, it tried to come inside. Which would be OK, but I don’t trust strange animals these days.

That was wierd. The weather’s been weird. Life is wierd.

• skiercross on TV
• espresso ice cream
• people releasing books for free on the internet
• Grand Cru’s Rodelbach (beer that tastes like salad dressing)
• working as a kourier

And now some things I’m not so much a fan of.

• fuzzy head.
• delays with my EMS certification
• not skiing right now
• termites in the ceiling
• football being done for the season. looks like I’ll have to find another way to occupy myself on sundays.
• not making a lot of money as a courier

That’s really all I’ve got. I saw Rambo last night, and it was surprisingly affecting. I was not particularly stoked on it, as I expected a jingoistic “Go America” action movie, and was pissed off at the promoters trying to co-opt stencil art for their ad campaign. But it’s not a particularly pro-American movie, nor does it glorify violence. It’s incredibly gory, like seeing through people’s exit wounds kind of detailed gory, but it also shows people getting freaked out by the carnage. Gave me a lot to think about. Stallone as John Rambo doesn’t particularly try to be an action hero, either, which I think is pretty classy of him.

I can’t believe I just called Sylvester Stallone classy.