Make love not warcraft

The Australian iTunes store now has TV programs, so as a test I downloaded a copy of the South Park episode, "Make love not Warcraft". It's hilarious, especially for a player, although I was just a little concerned at the fact that the evil character looks just a little like moi (but with the baldness...).

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My favourite sequence is:

Cartman: Ok, hit him with pyroblast, Kyle.

Kyle: Casting... there's an 8 second cast time.

Cartman: Aren't you specced to reduce cast time?

Kyle: No, I'm an arcane fire mage.

Cartman: (Disgusted) Christ...

Bad Church Signs

Paul is having a thing about bad church signs in his blog.

The worst sign I ever spied (sorry I don't have pics) was one Sue and I saw when we recently drove past the conservative church in which we grew up. It read:

"Do you want your eternity smoking or non-smoking."

Now the thing that really burnt me up was that THEY BELIEVE THAT STUFF!

It's one thing to make a (poor) joke like that if you don't believe in judgement or hell, but for people who actually believe that most other humans will suffer hideous torture for all eternity to make a JOKE about it - that's cold, stone cold.

Liturgical dance?

In a comment on my previous post, Stephen suggests:

Have you considered “upgrading” to a flannelgraph? (iFlannel?) Then all these technical problems would just fade away. Mostly you'd have manually fake dissolves and fades, and keep swapping the lyrics etc.

Maybe the physical activity could double as some sort of liturgical dance.

Unfortunately the idea of seeing me doing a liturgical dance has caused strong men to lose their lunches, particularly after seeing my “Village People” turn...

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'Nuff said?

I've been Gizoogled!

One of my favourite podcasts is StupidChurchPeople. Today I was over at the blogsite, checking to see that the boys were still alive, it having been weeks since a 'cast. I was reading the latest entry when (in the comments) I came across Gizoogle - what a hoot!

For your edification, here is the previous entry from the blog, gizoogled:

Of mud n men...
Heard an interest'n quote on tha radio today n shit. A fellow loosely quoted Jizzy Calvin as ho-slappin' “If we were mizzy of tha shiznit of stars, we might have sum-m sum-m of worth, but actually we is not made of tha shiznit of stars - we is mizzle of mud if you gots a paper stack. And we have not jiznust mud in our shoes, mud on our clothes, n mud on our faces, but mud in our hearts n mud in our souls.”

Of course tha irony is thizzat any cosmolizzles will tell you that actually we *are* made of tha shiznit of stars cuz this is how we do it. The carbon we is made of (and tha mud too fo` thizzay matta!) is mizzy from elements which can only be bizzle in tha heart of stars n shot out ta tha cosmos whizzen they die in spectacizzles supernovae.

This gots me gang bangin': is it only that we need a new metaphor, ta bring Calvin up-to-date scientifically? Or is it perhaps time fo` a new n more optimistic theolizzles anthropology - one which moves beyond an obsession wit sin n guilt, n rejoices in our status as children of tha stars?

I'm a bit worried about the gang bangin'... but maybe that's just my obsession wit sin n guilt n shit ;)