It's Business Time

As with most things, I'm a little late to this game. I received Flight of the Conchords, season 1 for my birthday from a long time friend and it sat on top of my DVD player for months. Well I started watching it finally. And not only are these guys from New Zealand, like Lord of the Rings New Zealand, but they're hilarious to boot. Plus my Murray impression is spot on, or so I've been told.

Below is my personal favorite from the series so far. Good for a laugh, especially in the middle of that weird ass Friday you're having.

I'm actually seven years old.

So this happened yesterday:


A bunch of dudes went to fucking SPACE. Of course nowadays it's a sidebar to some scummy governor (scuvernor) getting some lipstick on his dipstick, and it's just as worn out to mention how space travel isn't really news to anybody anymore. But it's fucking SPACE. It's so intense I feel that to do space justice, it needs to be preceeded with an uncomfy F-BOMB.

In case you don't know, and if you don't you will never ever ever know me, I'm an avid fan of space. But despite my superfandom of the final fronteir, I fear I may never be able to travel there. The train left on the astronaut track somewhere around the time I was flunking Computer Graphics. And if space travel ever does become privatized in my lifetime, chances are I won't have the funds to do it. My only shot is maybe to take up the Carl Sagan cross, and just write about crazy space shit.

At any rate my unfounded love for it, like space itself, is unreasonably huge.