Happy YULE-ONICA-KWANSA-MAS EVERYONE!

I just thought to wish happy, {insert your applicable festival here}, to everyone. And for those of you that are considering taking pity on someone who may be a single person with no family or significant other living with them, and deciding to "just drop in to cheer them up" . . . .

DO NOT THINK OF IT!

You might see something like The true holiday celibate apartment.
You have now been warned.
But if you call ahead, we might wipe down the toilet seat.

For the time being, in the words of John Kricfalusi, {creator of Ren & Stimpy},
"Don't wizz on the electric fence"

Blessed Be, Dr. Strangelove

Not the best way to get a date @ a concert

If you haven't heard already, some dipshit opened fire @ a club in Ohio killing at least four people before getting a lead sleeping pill himself from a cop that got into the club when the call came through. Two of the guys in the band were formerly in PANTERA, an 80's Rock "hair band" genre that you either like or hate. Although I don't think many people would take the distaste of a bands music this far.

The CNN Link: nightclub

Maybe he just got p.o.'d about the cover, bad drinks, or maybe nobody played with him through the glory hole.

Still the same, my thoughts go out to all that had been there. My thoughts go out to those injured & the families of the dead.

BUT, This shit SHOULD HAVE BEEN PREVENTED by the staff, be it door, security, bartender, wait-staff, or management. {START rant time}, THERE IS NO FUCKING EXCUSE FOR THIS HAPPENING ASIDE THAT NO ONE @ THE VENUE WAS PAYING ATTENTION TO THEIR FUCKING JOBS OF PREVENTING CRACKPOTS WITH GUNS TO JUMP UP ON THE m'F'ING STAGE, & HAVING THEM UP THERE STILL SHOOTING LONG ENOUGH TO STILL FUCKING BE THERE WHEN THE COPS SHOW UP!

Last week one of my co-workers was bitching about how at the Cher concert the security staff standing at the front of the stage were not allowed to turn around & watch the show on stage.
WHAT IS YOUR FUCKING JOB DUMBASS? YOU ARE BEING PAID TO WATCH FOR POSSIBLE STAGE CRASHERS & SHITHEADS WITH GUNS IN THE AUDIENCE, NOT TRY TO COUNT HOW MANY TAT'S THE SINGER HAS, OR CHAT UP SOME GAL OR GUY HOPING TO GET IN BED WITH THEM. {END rant time}

I am NOT sorry about my feelings. I have been at gigs both working/playing, and in the audience when fuckheads ruin the party & I had to deal with things. Those of you that know me, the Dr. is not a defensive lineman. But ever since having to literally 'firemans carry' through a large crowd, a female friend that had her leg broken by some shithead that was "moshing" but did not know the rules that if a person goes down on the floor, you do not beat & kick her. We had a car waiting outside by time we got to the door & went to the ER.
By the time we got home, it was 4.5 hours too late to get beer, our friend had 6-8 pins & bits of steel, as well as a cast, and the person that had caused this was still in the ER on the other side of town from the ass whooping that occurred to him after we had left and the guys in the band (we were there as friends of the band mind you), found out & unleashed the beasts on the schmuck.

I hope this kind of shit stops happening. Nothing comes of it except pain for everyone involved.

Blessed Be, & give thought to others,
Dr. Strangelove

O.K. Lets get the rate sheet right.

After last nights intrusion of my peacefully watching TV, I thought I should make this clear:

$100 = 15 min of "I really don't give a shit about what you are saying, but I will nod accordingly
$100 + Beer will extended time, {just like video poker, the more you pay, the longer you stay}
$150 = kissing a psychotic FEMALE, {sorry guys}, in the parking lot.
$275 = bootie Call for sex after hours. {read, wake me up bitch, you are going to pay!..}
$650 = bootie call for what was implied as sex, but became a 12 hour one-way bitch session about your former significant other(s). Gas, travel time, & extras are included in this package.
$98,657.43 = Thank you for paying off my GSL

Now, after reading this....

$100 DOES NOT PAY FOR ME PROVING YOUR HUSBAND IS GAY!
EEEEEWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Led got the same offer, but I held out for cash up front.

ALL OFFERS ARE CASH UP FRONT, NO REFUNDS, NO RAINCHECKS.
credit & debit cards are NOT accepted.

But for $99,000 . . . .. .. . . . .

Keep your fluids pure
Blessed Be, Dr. Strangelove

Why West River people "have that certain glow".

It now can be explained the W.T.F. factor when talking to those from the west river area.

Beware of personal contact with someone from Fall River or Harding. Especially when a female from there offers you a freshly microwaved hot dog. ;-Q,.,.


U.S. Radiation Sites

Where's the mustard & onions?

Dr Strangleove

Thanksgiving was invented by the editor of Harper's Bazaar?

This is one of the reasons I don't think everything needs to be closed for a day only to open @ 6am the next day.
ALSO, why idiots travel 300+ miles, rent a motel room, & then go camp outside the mall enterance @ 4:30 in the morning "just to get a good buy..." is beyond me.

Check this out
Is it true Thanksgiving was invented by the editor of Harper's Bazaar?

Blessed Be, & Bah Humbug,
Dr. Strangelove

How To Serve Ewok

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know it's been a while. But I was busy keeping my fluids pure ;-{)>

This one is for all you Stars Wars fans out there that also enjoy roughing it & hunting.

Yeah, all three of you...

http://triggur.org/ewok/

Triggur.org has some other interesting crap to waste your day away, as well as stuff that is interesting to those constantly hitting my site from Singapore, as well as those of you from here in the Midwest, USA.

How I get more hits from the Western Austrailian, Eastern Asian & Russian areas than I do from the East Coast of the US,

I do not know.

But they keep coming back, and have since the first week I installed Sitemeter.

A co-worker thinks that some N.-Korean despot might be waiting for me to post the movie that I got the title from. If that is the case..... {how does 'tough shit' translate to North Korean?}

Gotta go now the sun is up.

Blessed Be, Dr. Strangelove

RoboDump 1.0

I think this would be the greatest thing to have for any cubicle dwelling office space. Check out the downloads.


RoboDump 1.0

In memory of Jet Jr. finally turning 16

This made me think of my friend who came of age last night at up @ willy's

joecartoon.atomfilms.shockwave.com/pages/yoyoyo/16/ {Joe after the bar}

If the link plops you at the JoeCartoon home page click on the *yo-yo-yo!! check it out man!" box to the right & then choose #16 entry.

Happy Birthday & Blessed Be "the" Joe!

Dr. S.

As South Dakota returns to the stone age...

Right now I am pissed(USA term), and wanting to get REALLY pissed(UK term), but I got to be back tomorrow @ 9am to work a 10:30 consession speech.

I am really disappointed but not surprised the dumb-fuck rednecks elected Thune & thus cost the state a big shit-tonne of leverage & power in D.C. It will take forever for the dumbass to remotely get close to the position that Tom had.

I am conciderering starting a commune in either Canada, or Australia if 'dubya wins as well.

Anyone else interested?

Which is more scarry, Halloween or Election Day???

On the wain of Halloween, and the eve of election day I was thinking that had the chance to dress in one of the 2004's Scariest Halloween Costumes

And on another note:

VOTE YOU BASTARDS!

If you do not vote, you do not have the right to bitch about the outcome. More so, it might come down to some of the rights you currently have, will become a blur of smudged ink &/or non-exsistant.

THIS CAN NOT HAPPEN IF YOU VOTE!

Blessed Be, Dr. Strangelove

P.S. If you see anything from the South Dakota Democrats victory party, we did the lighting, sound, & staging. And if you hear any clips from those speaking on stage, that will be me running sound & routing the audio to all of the news agencies, as well as doing all the video screen feeds & IMAG {Image MAGnification}. If you manage to be in Sioux Falls, & got time to stop in @ the Convention Center, peek behind the press island & say HI!

Chio!

BOO WHO?

Have a merry Halloween all!

Sex, Lies, but no videotape.

O.K. I know this will come back & bite me. But I just got done watching 'She Spies' where one of the women is dealing with her birthday.

Yes, the show is lame.
And yes, the chicks are hot.
But after watching:
-An elvis impersonator doing {or trying to} a comedy act with a matching ventriloquist puppet,{with the comment from the *little king* about having a fist somewhere},
-A very sexy song about being a C.P.A.,
-The dental assistant things {WOW}.

Right now, I think the spicy tender crisp should win

Blessed be all, have a merry Samhain.

Dr. S

35 hrs 12 min to go till the big 19 of 21!

For those surfing in, I will be celebrating my 19th anniversary of turning 21 on Weds.

If you subscribe to the right-wing "moment of life" tripe of the so-called pro-lifers, {we can't kill 'em before they can survive by them self, but damnit, if they do anything to piss us off after leaving the womb hook the MF-up to the chair & throw the switch}, ideology, I turned 40 back in February.
Try passing that one off at the bar, courtroom, or the DMV.
Sorry, had to get that one out.
But at 3:12 CST, {Chicago Sortof Time}, the 20 October, 1964, is when I, my MOTHER, FATHER, GRANDPARENTS, AND THE ATTENDING DOCTORS MADE THE CALL:

THEN I came to life. Not negotiable, not transferable, and definitely not returnable or recyclable. {we didn't have that in 1964}. Offer might not be valid in some states or provinces, check your game piece for sweepstakes rules......

So I am named after a stupid grocery window ad for apples my father saw on the way to the hospital. - - - B>F>D!!!!
Forty year later, I still love my family, {one exception}, love my friends, and love being blessed with the strange crap I have seen & experienced. However much I will sometimes bitch.

I apologize in advance to my friends in New Zealand & Jakarta that I could not get you tickets to fly into wonderful SFX, but I am a tad bit strapped right now, {Not what you are thinking}, For the gathering. It's pheasant hunting season here. You will all be on my mind all the same.

Blessed Be, Dr. Strangelove

The true Superman is dead.

I was not going to post tonight, but this hit me something WAY more than the death of Rodney Dangerfield to me.

For those of you that did not know already when you read this, Christopher Reeve died yesterday.

I guess things do happen in threes. This time it was four:

Richard Avedon (photographer):
Janet Leigh (actress):
Rodney Dangerfield (comic):
Christopher Reeve (director/actor/advocate):

The reason I call Reeve the true superman explains itself if you read through his bio, have seen him battle what he has had to since the riding accident in '95, and followed what he has done for disabled & handicapped awareness.

Only to look & feel better, {he was expected to have enough lower spine mobility to have partial use of his legs enough to use a walker by January}.

Like I said earlier, I did not plan to be online right now. . . .. But, For the record, of the four mentioned above, whom I all admire & mourn in some way.

There is playing superman, and BEING A SUPERMAN.!

Blessed Be Chris,
Dr. Strangelove

SPONGE-BOB IS A SOAK, err, HOAK!

Try telling that to kids waiting for a Nick. 'Fun Lab', and prepare to be trampled worse than if you were at a Who concert.

I'll talk more later.

The Doc.

Stalone does not swayze that way. . .

The all knowing budda, is not really all knowing. . .

The Budda does know all, but budda (lc on purpose) on the otherhand, however thinks, & argued to no end that Stallone & Swayze were in a cop movie that was like "Tango & Cash".

Maybe I missed something from IMDB.COM, Ewe be the judge.
Stallone-past & current:
Swayze- past & current:

If you see any shows with the 2 of them that are a 'cop/buddy/shoot em'up/'. Let me know.

I dunno, I really don't,

How can I deal with this?

I get home from another night of frivolous things that I do after dark. I lock down my place, toss the coat & stuff, go into the kitchen and find WAY more msg.'s on my ans. machine than when I left the house.

I return calls, Anyone that knows me knows I will if I can, (or remember to). As long as I have a number to call back.

The only problem is one of the blurps I had on playback was a wrong number. And I do not know who the fuck this woman was/is, but she was talking about shit that even freaked me out.

She called 3 times. NOT ONCE mentioning her name or phone #

At 1st I thought some friends were pranking me, but unless they talked some woman off the street to do it - I don't know the voice.

Right now I could dream happy about the 1st msg. And the 2nd msg.- I want to party with this chick. The 3rd msg however. . . . . . I hope the guy got home without serious injury.

In the meantime I will make sure all my rigging hardware is sturdy.

Blessed Be, Dr. Strangelove

Why are people so f'ing stupid?

OK, I may say some stupid things at times. And ask questions on how to install, or configure stuff with computers.

But I would NEVER, EVER, EVEN WITH A GUN TO MY HEAD!!!!

Ask another guy at the bar, how to put a ring, stud, chain, OR A MOTHER FU{KING SLINKY! in, or through my penis.

I will save you the details of the conversation I overheard. But there are people out there, HERE IN THE GREAT OUTBACK OF SFSD, that have the mind to do this multiple times {to themselves}, thinking that it stimulates the pleasure.

WELL FU{KIN' DUH'!!!
If you injure your heat seeking moisture missle to the point of not being able to use it for over 6 months, {inc. wacking the wombat, beating the beast, playing pac-man without the Atari, get the drift?}, the certain senses in the lower areas are going to go bezerk! And to do it THREE TIMES! Any normal guy out there would think Mre. Wiggley is happy with only one exterior hole. And after a forced cumulative recovery of what totals over a year & a half, {please don't ask unless you have not ate in the last 12 hours}. Why not call Lorena Bobbit up? At least you know you are in good hands. Well, maybe until the next city park.

What happens later? I can't say right now. I was too busy singing a bee-gee's song in my head & checking out the womens under-where section of the establishment, attempting to do what ever I could to avoid the images in my head.

Who, where, -ever you are, please take a few moments to go away from your 'puter, go outside, and enjoy the harvest moon(s) tonight & later this month. And yes this is a start of a month on some calenders.


Blessed Be,
Dr. Strangelove

OB/GYN's, love, and Bush all in the same sentence

I thought a friend was pulling my leg when I first heard about this but read on...

Reuters AlertNet - Bush: OB-GYNs kept from 'practicing their love'

OB/GYN - nice little shockwave with him actually saying it.

And this is our President?

I lost at trivia, but won the trip home

So, the evil (his own claim), nemisis Led, beat me at a simple game of trivia.

I showed him later, I think, by toying with his 'evile', (pinky to mouth), mind by beating him to all the crossroads from 33rd & Minn. to 10th & Cliff.

MUUUAHHHH HAAAA HAAA HAAAA!!!!!!!!!!! (again pinky to mouth).....

AND I WAITED 3 TIMES!!!

Now I will watch Dharma & Greg, & wait for the cartwheel..... again.

I'm pretty sure Led would do that too if he could, {laundry injury 'ya know}.

Blessed Be, don't worry about how pure your fluids are, & enjoy the moon today,
Dr. Strangelove

Poll dances, and those who can't focus groups

I just got back, (after a short visit to willy's), from having to do A/V support for a "focus group". This is where you get all the opinions, preferences, and what-not, from people. Not the people on the *reality* shows that you see on TV. These are REAL FRIGGIN, mom & dad, dirt under the nails, King of the Hill people.

The only problem today was out of 12 for the 1st meeting only 3 showed. Not something you can pull a legit rendering of opinion of the populous (sp).

So, after spending several hours setting up two conference rooms with, 5 microphones, vid-camera, 2 video feeds, a cassette deck & PA (which was not needed), mixer, & seperate video & audio recording feeds, I ended up sitting & playing spider solitare on my laptop.

They still had another group and the promise of a free dinner, so I was not really torqued yet. I had found my Ultimate Rollercoaster, SIMS, & Ghost Recon CD's in my gig bag. And while everyone else in the room was bitching about the food, I was either:
1} trying to get out of a war zone.
2} creating a wooden-coaster, {AKA woodie}, that has a 21g turn & bank going into a double loop
3} make sure the sim-house I created with two *friendly* females, doesn't get more perverse than what was originally intended. {let your imagination rome on that, the software will not allow some of the requests a few of my friends have had, and there are some things I will not do to my psudo-lesbian creations} It's just degrading.

ANYWAY, they cancelled the 2nd group after much thought & more in-bitching because the people that brought in the people to tell THESE people, brought in a totally wrong demographic of people. They made a choice, pay the lemmings & let them go, or run into the waiting room & yell "THERE'S A FIRE, RUN AWAY", & split the money.

They decided to pay the lab rats, let them free, then ate a few slices of cheesecake left from dinner, & finally went off to the bars.

I, on the otherhand, had to rip apart all the shit I had set up for nothing. No 'thanks alot', or 'sorry for wasting your time', or 'do you need a hand with that?'.

And I have to do it all again tomorrow 90+ miles away....

Blessed Be,
Dr. Strangelove

Blonde & sleep deprivation do not mix

OK, my last post is time stamped @ 2:27. That is when I started it, not when it actually was posted. This is due to my lack of how to blog correctly. Or at least how to blog, and not have everything show up in 36pt type size after attempting to make a statement that I thought needed some flair.

It is now 4:47. I have to go away, far, far away from my computer so that I can finally get sleep.

I still think, therefore I might still be.

Dr. Strangelove

How Winston Churchill and turkeys become one

"TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY,
BADGER, BADGER!
TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY,
BADGER, BADGER!
TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY TURKEY,
BADGER, BADGER!
A SNAKE! OHH NO! A SNAKE!!!!"

This is what was going through my head while dealing with inbred mouth-breathers this past weekend. I don't know if it was them being to dumb to figure out what the padlock pictures (locked or unlocked) on the portapotties ment, {duh, it might be unlocked meaning AVAILABLE, or locked meaning SOMEONE'S TAKEING A SHIT, PEEING, OR WACKING OFF, & DOES NOT WANT TO BE WALKED IN ON!}.

Or, it might be how they show up @ 5:00 in the morning, & set up a series of lawn chairs on the parade route, AND TIE THE M-F'ING THINGS TOGATHER SO THEY DO NOT GET MOVED BEFORE THE 2 PM START OF THE FREAKING THING!

It could also be that the WHOLE friggin town closes, {and they get pissy if you try to buy something 20 min before closing}, just to see a damn turkey run four blocks down a street. {they need to watch the chairs for nine hours to make sure no-one hides a Glock in a cup holder, or a fully auto shotgun in the carry bag}. {{ BTW don't think of taking a gun into the *good lord's thrift shop* on 10th street, they are banned there}}

I have worked multi-day street dances where people had been drinking for 3 days, and I have never met more rude, inconciderate, bi-polarly genetically mutated assholes. I counted 4 or 5 people going around scouting for pop & beer cans, {as well as dumpster-diving for said objects of income}. And these same people ignoring the food plates & plastic bottles on the ground next to empty trash cans.

On the funny side, I did entertain myself for about 15-20 minutes watching some elderly guy grabbing at different spots of the backside of a porta-potty trying to find the door. It was amusing , and I was finnaly going to help him when one of the 18 city cops came up & told him that the door was on the other side.

Him & 5 other buzz-headed boys in black were standing & chatting on the sidewalk next to where I was the whole time watching like I was, and chatting up teen-age girls. I would hate to see how they would have responded to a 911 call.

Oh well. I guess they may have heard Churchill saying "Keep buggering on...", and mis-understood.

Blessed Be, Dr. Strangelove

Oh well, Another day & not another dollar.

I have been home since 11:30 & just FINALLY am getting around to one of the things I intended to do online tonight. After yet another day of working almost non-excisting shows. Check this out:

Monday: I went down to Tea to setup a PA & stage monitors for some band that is playing @ the Shrine Mosque Sat. Night. I got there & they already have both systems from stuff that they own. My boss is nowhere to be seen & I am getting harrassed about what type of gear I will be bringing Sat., I told them I didn't even know where & when this "rehersal" was until 2 hours previous. Boss actually shows up, I pawn the band guys off on him, and after less than an hour, I'm heading back to SF really pissed because this shit caused me to miss the races that night.
The other 3 days were not much better.

Now I am off to try to find something to make SVCD's so I can watch movies on my laptop.

No beer makes me nervous. Dr. Strangelove

Well, let's see if this works this time

I just got this thing up & running & wanted to see how it works.

More later..

Dr. S