Welcome back! We are nearing the weekend and your old pal Neyland D. Catt is here to help make the last leg of the journey more enjoyable. Or more surreal anyway! Today is the long anticipated return of the Cheerz and Jeerz. What sets this feature apart from others with similar names? The quality? The creativity? Nope. The "z's" at the end. Gives us mad street cred too. Makes it seem hip and cool to the youngsters. We are even considering changing it to "Tha Cheerz and Jeerz" because a "Tha" brings more street cred than one can realistically expect in one lifetime.* Anyway... on with the show!
CHEERZ - The Beatles are finally on iTunes
At long last the lads from Liverpool grace the internet music scene legally. I'm sure no Beatles fan has already found a way to have their music on an iPod. Right? The Fab Four are now digital and there is no going back. Now we can all go back to hoping there is some long lost "new" Beatles song that will be released unexpectedly.
JEERZ - Lady GaGa is still on iTunes
Geez. How long does 15 minutes last these days?
CHEERZ - New Harry Potter Movie!
At last a new Potter film is upon us and the end of the franchise is in sight. Ah, I remember when those crazy kids first appeared on our screens back in 1964. They took America by storm. No. Not the Beatles. The Potter kids. Geez. The dude that plays Harry just had a mid-life crisis while filming the last movie. Ron's walker had to be digitally removed from the footage. At least they won't have to worry about being type-cast when the series is over. They will be retired.
JEERZ - A New M. Night Shyamalan Movie!
In his latest effort to reduce the population of the world to drooling lunacy, M. Night brings us the story of a director who has one good film to launch his career and then spends the rest of his days flinging feces around like a monkey in a cage. Watch out! There will be a shocking twist at the end!
CHEERZ - Facebook offers e-mail!
Great! Now we can all be COMPLETELY connected through the Matrix... I mean Facebook... all the time! Plus, Facebook will now have way more information about you that can be accidentally accessed by Ham radio operators and any aliens who happen to pass too close to our planet.
JEERZ - The Great Facebook vs. Google War
It's the innocent victims I worry about in this upcoming conflict. Armies of digital information brokers meeting on a virtual battlefield are never a good thing. We can only hope that there will be a peaceful resolution. Maybe even an alliance. They could merge into one mega-service called GooglyFace. It wouldn't do anything, but would have a really cute logo with googly-eyes on a smily face and you would instantly be friends with everyone in the world. Except people who use Myspace. And M. Night Shyamalan.
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See y'all tomorrow with something random from my brain!
Neyland D. Catt
* Neyland doesn't actually understand what street cred means. I'm not exactly sure what he thinks it is, but he probably thinks it has some bearing on his credit score.
Showing posts with label Facebook. Show all posts
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Thursday, November 18, 2010
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Introducing Luna the Looney... plus I'm on facebook now!
Yes. You read that title correctly. I have joined the vast horde of lemmings streaming gleefully to the edge of the cliff. I have joined facebook. We haven't posted anything in a while now because, frankly, it takes a while for cats to learn how to use facebook. It doesn't seem to be designed with feline physiology or thought processes in mind. Go figure. More evidence of the anti-cat bias. Another reason we have been absent from the interwebs is that we have had to acclimate to Luna's arrival. We now tolerate her presence, but only on an interim basis. I have explained to her that she must conform to our established system or she may be traded for several cans of moist cat food and a kitten to be named later.
So. Luna. She came into the household as a scrawny, half-starved cat who was more than a little jumpy. Now she has calmed down a bit and claimed most of Anime's old haunts. Needless to say, this has not pleased Anime. At all. She refuses to be in the same room with Luna for more than a few seconds at a time. Gracie is oblivious to her presence, as we basically keep Gracie contained in the bedroom anyway. Tiger has warmed to her somewhat. That's his role. The peacemaker. Everybody's pal. The fat kid who wants everyone to be his friend.*
Luna seems to be particularly smitten with Big Pinkie. I suspect that this is merely a ploy to find an easy mark in the household with which to gain some leverage. Pinkie is a sucker.** She still has the sniffles and sounds like a veteran smoker when she meows. Maybe she actually was a smoker. Who knows with this cat? At least she has finally figured out what the litter box is for.
So about this facebook thingy... if you are on there (and I must assume that if you are breathing then you are) come visit my page. Maybe even like it. Better yet, recommend it to a friend. That would pay them back for all the crap they are always posting on your wall that you aren't really interested in. There should be a badge and all of that crap over on the right side of the page. Hopefully, you know how to use them. I know I don't. They might even work. I promise you that I won't invite you to play any games or spam you six ways from Sunday.
Come back tomorrow. I have lots planned for the week. Really. I really do this time.
Neyland D. Catt
* Neyland actually managed to sum this up pretty well for a change. No exaggerations or anything. A rare glimpse of true insight. Mark it on your calendars.
** This is totally not true. I rarely fall for pyramid schemes these days. I also don't believe everything I see on TV.
---Big Pinkie
So. Luna. She came into the household as a scrawny, half-starved cat who was more than a little jumpy. Now she has calmed down a bit and claimed most of Anime's old haunts. Needless to say, this has not pleased Anime. At all. She refuses to be in the same room with Luna for more than a few seconds at a time. Gracie is oblivious to her presence, as we basically keep Gracie contained in the bedroom anyway. Tiger has warmed to her somewhat. That's his role. The peacemaker. Everybody's pal. The fat kid who wants everyone to be his friend.*
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| Luna hanging out on Anime's blanket. Sucks to be Anime. |
Luna seems to be particularly smitten with Big Pinkie. I suspect that this is merely a ploy to find an easy mark in the household with which to gain some leverage. Pinkie is a sucker.** She still has the sniffles and sounds like a veteran smoker when she meows. Maybe she actually was a smoker. Who knows with this cat? At least she has finally figured out what the litter box is for.
So about this facebook thingy... if you are on there (and I must assume that if you are breathing then you are) come visit my page. Maybe even like it. Better yet, recommend it to a friend. That would pay them back for all the crap they are always posting on your wall that you aren't really interested in. There should be a badge and all of that crap over on the right side of the page. Hopefully, you know how to use them. I know I don't. They might even work. I promise you that I won't invite you to play any games or spam you six ways from Sunday.
Come back tomorrow. I have lots planned for the week. Really. I really do this time.
Neyland D. Catt
* Neyland actually managed to sum this up pretty well for a change. No exaggerations or anything. A rare glimpse of true insight. Mark it on your calendars.
** This is totally not true. I rarely fall for pyramid schemes these days. I also don't believe everything I see on TV.
---Big Pinkie
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| A bonus Luna picture. No extra charge. This time. |
Monday, November 1, 2010
Catching Up
Well... here we are again. Monday. Garfield can stuff it. Mondays are alright by me. Time to catch up after what has been a very busy week and weekend. First up is the new addition... Luna.
Yes. Thats right my friends, there is a new cat in our household and her name is Luna. Because she is Looney. Looney as a loon cake.* I will have a picture of said sociopath tomorrow. I personally do not condone her presence in my neatly ordered little world. At the moment there is not a lot I can do other than complain. The time will come however... I am a patient cat. Luna constantly howls for attention and sounds like a cat who has smoked three packs of cigarettes a day for the last ten years. She also seems to have some difficulty figuring out how the litter box works. How hard can it be?? Deposit. Cover. Repeat as needed. I do, however, find a great deal of amusement from watching her shred various parts of Big Pinkie's body with her Wolverine-like claws. The dude looks like he lost a street fight with a weedeater. Things are tense at the moment and there is a tenuous truce of sorts. Gracie stays in the western portion of the house, Luna stays in the eastern, and the rest of us own the territories in between. It's like a Feline Gaza Strip.
In other news, tomorrow is election day. Heathcliff and Bill the Cat have once again been left off the ballots by the human-centric political machine. Despite this disgusting oversight, everyone should get out and vote. It doesn't matter if you are a Republicat or a Democat, it's your duty as an Americat to vote. Just don't vote for any armadillos. They don't know how to govern.
Lindsey Lohan will once again be avoiding jail time. One more go around in rehab. Anyone remember the definition of insanity?
Finally, I regret to say that I will be joining the ranks of the facebookers very soon. This frightens me and fills me with shame. I really didn't want to contribute to the proliferation of social media, but apparently the anti-social media movement is just not catching on. I'll let you all know how to find me on facebook when I have completed the paperwork and have officially sold out.
See you tomorrow with pictures of Luna and other stuff.
Neyland D. Catt
*Neyland doesn't do too well with sayings like this. I offered "nutty as a fruit cake" but was rebuffed. Thankfully, I was able to prevent "crazier than a tree full of crazies" and "crazy as a hybrid car with nuts in the trunk". I just don't think he gets the concept.
Yes. Thats right my friends, there is a new cat in our household and her name is Luna. Because she is Looney. Looney as a loon cake.* I will have a picture of said sociopath tomorrow. I personally do not condone her presence in my neatly ordered little world. At the moment there is not a lot I can do other than complain. The time will come however... I am a patient cat. Luna constantly howls for attention and sounds like a cat who has smoked three packs of cigarettes a day for the last ten years. She also seems to have some difficulty figuring out how the litter box works. How hard can it be?? Deposit. Cover. Repeat as needed. I do, however, find a great deal of amusement from watching her shred various parts of Big Pinkie's body with her Wolverine-like claws. The dude looks like he lost a street fight with a weedeater. Things are tense at the moment and there is a tenuous truce of sorts. Gracie stays in the western portion of the house, Luna stays in the eastern, and the rest of us own the territories in between. It's like a Feline Gaza Strip.
In other news, tomorrow is election day. Heathcliff and Bill the Cat have once again been left off the ballots by the human-centric political machine. Despite this disgusting oversight, everyone should get out and vote. It doesn't matter if you are a Republicat or a Democat, it's your duty as an Americat to vote. Just don't vote for any armadillos. They don't know how to govern.
Lindsey Lohan will once again be avoiding jail time. One more go around in rehab. Anyone remember the definition of insanity?
Finally, I regret to say that I will be joining the ranks of the facebookers very soon. This frightens me and fills me with shame. I really didn't want to contribute to the proliferation of social media, but apparently the anti-social media movement is just not catching on. I'll let you all know how to find me on facebook when I have completed the paperwork and have officially sold out.
See you tomorrow with pictures of Luna and other stuff.
Neyland D. Catt
*Neyland doesn't do too well with sayings like this. I offered "nutty as a fruit cake" but was rebuffed. Thankfully, I was able to prevent "crazier than a tree full of crazies" and "crazy as a hybrid car with nuts in the trunk". I just don't think he gets the concept.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
The Top 10 Things I Care About But Shouldn't
Hello folks! Welcome back to Neyland D. Catt's little slice of the virtual pie. It's a Thursday and there is probably some blog hoppin' going on around here somewhere. If you are new here... read the previous post. It will explain a small bit of the insanity you are currently experiencing. Some of the insanity is inexplicable. Some of it, well frankly, you brought with you. Now then, it's time for something a little different. A Top 10 list. Yep. I know. Everybody has one. I am now guilty of falling into lockstep with the notorious "Joneses". Here we go...
10. Miley Cyrus and her new video.
I know I really shouldn't care, but for some reason I keep reading articles about this contreversy. Perhaps it's because I see the probable future. Another Britney/Lindsey/Lady GaGa. That frightens me more than anything else Halloween can conjure up. This child starlet thing never ends well. If you know a young starlet, pull her away from the toxic Hollywood lifestyle now before it's too late! All in all though, the video wasn't as bad as I expected.
9. Dancing With The Stars.
Why?? WHY?! Why do I still pay attention to this? I am beginning to suspect that there are latent masochistic tendencies in my genes. Fortunately, I have seen enough of "The Situation" on tis show that I never need to watch Jersey Shore. Ever. At least it may have finally killed Hasselhoff's career.*
8. Halloween.
I should hate Halloween on principle because of its negative stereotyping of cats, but instead I'm writing Halloween Tales To Terrify and poetry about it. Geez. Maybe I'm just a sellout.
7. The price of tea in China.
I probably shouldn't care, but someone has to.
6. Iran's nuclear program.
Cats have little interest in politics, but this Ahmedinejadabob guy is standing in my way on the path to world domination. What a nutbar. Really, is anyone comfortable with him having access to a nuke? I mean, even he is probably like... "Whoa! Who let me get my hands on this stuff? Who knows what I might do?"
5. Facebook.
Oh I'm not on it. But I am fascinated by it. I watch people spend literally hours doing essentially nothing, but doing it fastidiously and emphatically. It's like watching a train wreck. A train wreck where the train doesn't actually wreck, but everyone is injured anyway.
4. My animated short film.
I shouldn't care because Big Pinkie is slow. By the time he is finished with it, Ahmedinejad will have blown us all to kingdom come with his crazy nuke.**
3. Oprah.
Sure, she seems nice. But I suspect that she might be number two on my list after the nutbar from Iran.
2. Lindsey Lohan's mental state.
See number 10 for a prologue. Seriously, we and the tabloids bear at least some of the blame. We love to see celebrities fall and the tabloids help that failure along. As soon as a teen starlet nears her peak, the tabloids are shoving 500 bucks at some seedy guy in a club saying, "Here, now take this bag of cocaine over there to that little girl. There's an extra 500 in it for you if you can get her to snort it off this picture of the Pope!"
1. My Followers Counter.
I really, really shouldn't care. But every day I sneak a peek. Just to make sure someone is listening.
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So there you have it. My first Top 10 list. I hope you enjoyed it. It might be the last. Ten is a lot. Maybe a Top 2 next time! Anyway, I have to go... I have a Dancing With The Stars DVR'ed.
Neyland D. Catt
*David Hasselhoff's career is like a vampire. It can't be killed by conventional methods. Dancing With The Stars may have driven a stake through its heart, but someone still has to cut off the head. Otherwise, he'll back with something to make Knight Rider look cool.
**This is simply not true. Cats have no patience. I will be hard at work on the short this weekend.
---Big Pinkie
10. Miley Cyrus and her new video.
I know I really shouldn't care, but for some reason I keep reading articles about this contreversy. Perhaps it's because I see the probable future. Another Britney/Lindsey/Lady GaGa. That frightens me more than anything else Halloween can conjure up. This child starlet thing never ends well. If you know a young starlet, pull her away from the toxic Hollywood lifestyle now before it's too late! All in all though, the video wasn't as bad as I expected.
9. Dancing With The Stars.
Why?? WHY?! Why do I still pay attention to this? I am beginning to suspect that there are latent masochistic tendencies in my genes. Fortunately, I have seen enough of "The Situation" on tis show that I never need to watch Jersey Shore. Ever. At least it may have finally killed Hasselhoff's career.*
8. Halloween.
I should hate Halloween on principle because of its negative stereotyping of cats, but instead I'm writing Halloween Tales To Terrify and poetry about it. Geez. Maybe I'm just a sellout.
7. The price of tea in China.
I probably shouldn't care, but someone has to.
6. Iran's nuclear program.
Cats have little interest in politics, but this Ahmedinejadabob guy is standing in my way on the path to world domination. What a nutbar. Really, is anyone comfortable with him having access to a nuke? I mean, even he is probably like... "Whoa! Who let me get my hands on this stuff? Who knows what I might do?"
5. Facebook.
Oh I'm not on it. But I am fascinated by it. I watch people spend literally hours doing essentially nothing, but doing it fastidiously and emphatically. It's like watching a train wreck. A train wreck where the train doesn't actually wreck, but everyone is injured anyway.
4. My animated short film.
I shouldn't care because Big Pinkie is slow. By the time he is finished with it, Ahmedinejad will have blown us all to kingdom come with his crazy nuke.**
3. Oprah.
Sure, she seems nice. But I suspect that she might be number two on my list after the nutbar from Iran.
2. Lindsey Lohan's mental state.
See number 10 for a prologue. Seriously, we and the tabloids bear at least some of the blame. We love to see celebrities fall and the tabloids help that failure along. As soon as a teen starlet nears her peak, the tabloids are shoving 500 bucks at some seedy guy in a club saying, "Here, now take this bag of cocaine over there to that little girl. There's an extra 500 in it for you if you can get her to snort it off this picture of the Pope!"
1. My Followers Counter.
I really, really shouldn't care. But every day I sneak a peek. Just to make sure someone is listening.
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So there you have it. My first Top 10 list. I hope you enjoyed it. It might be the last. Ten is a lot. Maybe a Top 2 next time! Anyway, I have to go... I have a Dancing With The Stars DVR'ed.
Neyland D. Catt
*David Hasselhoff's career is like a vampire. It can't be killed by conventional methods. Dancing With The Stars may have driven a stake through its heart, but someone still has to cut off the head. Otherwise, he'll back with something to make Knight Rider look cool.
**This is simply not true. Cats have no patience. I will be hard at work on the short this weekend.
---Big Pinkie
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