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Archives for August, 2001
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| August
31, 2001 |
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An
oxymoron is simply a phrase that contradicts itself. Many things,
besides spoken language, contradict themselves though! Consider
an Oxymoronic Gesture. Such a gesture is one that involves
destroying the concept of the gesture in the process of gesturing,
such as making a wink extremely obvious and blatant. Oxymoronic
Gestures are fun!
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| August
30, 2001 |
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Circular
logic. Things that contradict themselves. Boy those are fun. For
example, it is possible to spell the word "incorrectly"
incorrectly, yet it also possible to spell it correctly, which is
"incorrectly." Consider spelling it "incorektly,"
which, though incorrectly spelt, compliments the very meaning of
the word itself.
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| August
29, 2001 |
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Do
you ever wake up finding yourself capable of only seeing the color
blue? Are you able to produce birthday cakes in record time? Do
you enjoy watching VH1 in seventeen hour lengths? Perhaps you belong
in the Army of the Obscure! Contact your local recruiting
office and join the strangeness today!
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| August
28, 2001 |
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He's
not the cause of your problems and you need to stop blaming things
on him. No, just listen to me... No! Listen! Listen very carefully...
Al Gore is not responsible for you socks turning pink in the dryer.
Do you understand? Do you? ARGH!!! There's just no
reasoning with you, is there?!
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| August
27, 2001 |
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These
"How to Speak Australian" commercials for that
beer don't do the fine Australian citizens justice, I think. Every
Aussie I've ever known was hard core! They never went to
book clubs or made figurines of hambuger-man hybrids out of clay.
What are these ad consultants thinking?
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| August
26, 2001 |
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Once
upon a time there was an angry used car salesman who hated celery.
Along came the noble raccoon who was impartial to celery, one day.
The two got to talking and in just a short while, that old used
car salesman had the noble raccoon convinced. Celery was awful.
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| August
25, 2001 |
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I
had a dream the other night involving a world that was covered with
ocean and nothing else. I lived in a hot air balloon and my best
friend was a red carpet, about fifty feet wide and long enough to
extend forever over the horizon. The carpet followed me around and
told me stories of his life as a Vegas card shark.
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| August
24, 2001 |
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The
Syndicate has been in the off position for some time. Now it's time
to get back into the swing of things! This fall is jam packed with
some great stuff. Just what stuff you may ask? Mind your own business!
Yeesh.
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