Brian's New Tattoo

Nice!  But you were wrong about me not posting it.  Get on your blog!  Tell Mike to get going on his too.

Nothing like a nutjob chasing a dream...

I saw an article in the news today about this guy, Yves Rossy who flies around on a jet powered wing suit.  Pretty freakin amazing, I bet he has some serious fun with this thing.  The article about the jet wing suit is here.  I looked and there are several good videos of it too, here's one.  Video of the jet wing suit here.  I hope these things never get to the point of being available to any dumbass with the money to afford it, we'll have them crashing into buildings either by accident or on purpose.  Imagine the chaos when people who can barely handle a car get hold of these things.  I can imagine closing time for a bar, out in the parking lot a dozen or so drunken fools strapping themselves into their suits and blasting off at crazy angles and spirals like some kind of cheap Chinese fireworks.  And out of a dozen, none make it home alive... they're found the next day twisted in the branches of trees, diced by fences, and in the smithereened wreckage beneath mysterious red scorch marks on buildings, bridges, and billboards.  How's that for a nice happy thought to start the weekend?  Anyway, it's the weekend!  It's almost time for me to kick down the door to the rum locker, I hope everyone else has similar plans.  Remember, if you're going out, you need to know how to change a tire or you might get turned into a centipede.  Speaking of which, I found a pic of a pretty nice human centipede.  Sorry, I had to do it.  A thing like this must be shared. 

Almost time to get ill...

Many years ago my buddies and I discovered the unrated version of Caligula, and decided that it was the most fucked up movie we had ever seen.  We watched it often.  A few years later, I turned my brother Brian on to it, with the warning that "Once seen, it cannot be unseen".  He agreed that it was definitely the most disturbing movie out there.  For years the movie held that title, but Brian informed me last week that a new contender had appeared on the horizon.  In his opinion it had even surpassed the unrated Caligula on the brain warp-o-meter.  So my copy of The Human Centipede arrived today, and in an hour or so I'm going to open an uncharacteristic weeknight beer, have a shmoke, and watch it to see for myself.  I've been warned that this movie as well cannot be unseen once it's been seen.  I accept this and am as prepared as I'm gonna get.  Looking forward to it.  I'll post my review after I watch it if I'm not drooling on myself or on my way to a mental hospital.