Monthly Archives: October 2008

Forget Same-Sex Marriage! Let’s Focus on 2D Marriage!

From Australia’s News.Com.AU: Japanese Man Petitions to Marry Comic Book Wife.

No, this is not a joke.

A Japanese man has enlisted hundreds of people in a campaign to allow marriages between humans and cartoon characters, saying he feels more at ease in the “two-dimensional world”.

Comic books are immensely popular in Japan, with some fictional characters becoming celebrities or even sex symbols.

Marriage is meanwhile on the decline as many young Japanese find it difficult to find life partners.

Taichi Takashita launched an online petition aiming for one million signatures to present to the government to establish a law on marriages with cartoon characters.

Within a week he has gathered more than 1000 signatures through.

“I am no longer interested in three dimensions. I would even like to become a resident of the two-dimensional world,” he wrote.

“However, that seems impossible with present-day technology. Therefore, at the very least, would it be possible to legally authorise marriage with a two-dimensional character?”

So the question is: was he born two-dimensional, or was it a result of his upbringing?

OR was it a result of perpetual substance abuse?

Also, I’m going to try to hook him up with someone I drew when I was younger. I misplaced the original sketch at some point during the second grade, but this is how I remember her:


Not bad, huh? Do you think he would like her?


The Fruit of the Vine

From The Daily Mail: The metals in your daily glass of wine that have been linked to cancer and Parkinson’s


Having just one glass of wine a day could expose the drinker to potentially dangerous levels of metals linked to cancer, heart attacks and Parkinson’s disease, scientists warn.

A study claims that some wines contain dangerously high levels of naturally occurring metals such as copper, zinc and nickel.

Flamingo Flogging

From Australians charged over attack on 75-year-old blind flamingo

Flamingo Injured in Australia

Four Australian teenagers were charged Thursday with attacking an almost blind greater flamingo that is believed to be the oldest bird of its kind in the world, police and zoo officials said.

The flamingo’s head and beak were injured and it was bleeding from an eye after the attack at Adelaide Zoo that left it in a critical condition, zoo staff said.

“The bird arrived at the zoo in 1933 and was a mature bird at that stage,” a spokeswoman for the zoo told AFP. “So although we don’t know it’s exact age it is at least 75 years old — much older than they grow in the wild.”

The zoo’s website describes the bird as “undoubtedly the oldest flamingo in the world,” adding that despite its great age its quality of life was very good.

With every year that passes, I find myself getting a bit more protective of animals. Maybe it’s because of the dozens and dozens of shark documentaries that I’ve watched since I was but a wee lad, but I’m borderline WWF material these days (the world wildlife fund, not the World Wrestling Federation).

When I was younger…not so much. For those of you who are privileged enough to know the story of the “Hummingbird Incident of 1995, please keep it a secret until everyone eventually forgets.

But why would these kids hurt this flamingo? I’m sure they didn’t realize that it’s basically the Methuselah of birds and was the equivalent of running down their grandmother with a Hummer, but should that have made a difference?

Humans just have this cruel streak within us, and we all have to beat it out of ourselves (probably not the best phrasing considering the flamingo story). You might be repulsed by the story of these kids mauling an elderly flamingo, but do you have a temper that causes you to lash out at those close to you? Do you go beyond disagreeing with those with political views that highly contrast your own and drift into actual hatred for them?

It’s easy to find some kind of behavior to be abhorrent when it involves other people, but we earthlings have a tendency to overlook our own faults that might even surpass those of other’s.

Am I defending the Australian teens? Absolutely not. I’m just saying that we all have a flamingo flogger in us somewhere; let’s make an effort to keep them inside.

Another Fan

From Yahoo News:

Palestinian Obama Supporter

Palestinian Ibrahim Abu Jayab, 24, is seen next to his computer, in his family house in Nusayrat refugee camp, central Gaza Strip, Tuesday, Oct. 28, 2008.

A young Palestinian in a Gaza refugee camp is doing his part to get out the vote for Barack Obama. With a little help from the Internet, 24-year-old Ibrahim Abu Jayab is cold calling random American families from his parent’s home imploring them to vote Obama.

I really don’t know what to say about this…

Andre Carbo

My blog has been void of new photographic material lately. Most of what I’ve been doing has been bridals that are under embargo for the next few weeks. That being said, I’m happy to be able to share Andre’s set!

Andre is from Destrehan (New Orleans area), and is one of the coolest, craziest, nicest guys you’ll ever meet.

Thanks to Andre and his family for being so awesome (and patient)! You guys rock!

Andre Preview


He has an afro and a tail (lyrics stolen directly from his official theme song).



Apparently a journalist in Florida actually had the courage to ask THE MOST OBVIOUS QUESTION IN THE WORLD

Barack Obama’s campaign killed all interviews with a Florida TV station after Sen. Joe Biden, the Democratic vice presidential nominee, faced tough and critical questions from a reporter at the Orlando station, the Orlando Sentinel reported.

During a satellite video Thursday, WFTV’s Barbara West quoted Karl Marx and asked Biden how Obama’s comment to “Joe the Plumber,” about spreading the wealth wasn’t being Marxist.

“Are you joking?,” Biden asked.

West replied, “No.”

Poor widdle Joe Biden couldn’t answer the question that’s been on everyone’s minds ever since the Joe the Plumber incident.

The moaning and indignation from the Obama campaign continued:

The Obama camp then killed a WFTV interview with Biden’s wife Jill, according to an Orlando Sentinel blog.

“This cancellation is non-negotiable, and further opportunities for your station to interview with this campaign are unlikely, at best for the duration of the remaining days until the election,” wrote Laura K. McGinnis, Central Florida communications director for the Obama campaign, according to the Sentinel.

“Hello? America? Yes, this is the Obama campaign. Yeah, hi. We just wanted to let you know that totally obvious questions that should be asked but are even remotely critical in any way will not be tolerated. ‘Kay, thanks.”

Welcome to Change You Can Believe In.

OPEC Shmopec

This is why I’m a supporter of considerable funding for alternative fuel solutions…to rid us of our dependence on these dirtbags.

From Reuters: OPEC agrees sharp output cut.

An emergency OPEC meeting on Friday reached swift agreement to chop production by 1.5 million barrels per day (bpd) in an effort to halt a deep oil price slide.

International benchmark U.S. crude has slumped by close to 60 percent from a record high of $147.27 hit in July. On Friday, it fell again to below $63 a barrel.

Interpretation: instead of making countless billions of dollars off of oil, they’re currently making almost-countable billions of dollars off of oil.

Listen, fellow conservatives…you don’t have to be a tree-hugger or a climate change activist to throw your support behind ideas such as electric cars and other alternative fuel solutions. You just have to really hate our being so dependent on people that really don’t even like us. Not even a little!

And be honest with me…doesn’t the follow picture just make you want to take his pinstripes and wrap them (very tightly) around his neck?

OPEC Scumbags

Overreaction, Perhaps?

From Kotaku: Kid Goes Missing, Dad Blames XBox, Call of Duty

XBox Kid

15 year-old Brandon Crisp, from Barrie, Canada, ran away from home last Monday, and hasn’t been seen since. Why’d he run away? Brandon’s father, Steve, says “He left because we took his Xbox away”. Seems Brandon was “addicted” to Call of Duty, and the decision to confiscate his “Xbox” sparked the runaway. His father now fears the worst:

My personal feeling is that he’s met someone online through this game. As a parent, you fear the worst when you don’t hear anything for seven days.

Most runaway kids return home within 24 hours; Brandon’s been missing for a week now, and hasn’t been seen or heard from by friends or family.

And when I say “overreaction,” I mean the kid, not the dad.

With the videogame industry eclipsing Hollywood in revenue, Chinese girls dying from playing too much World of Warcraft, and even the old folks becoming addicted to the Nintendo Wii, the video game industry has stepped from its former “nerd-only” status into mainstream entertainment standard.

The problem is that people are TOO addicted to it. Being a lifelong geek, I played games long before they were cool; I even sat at what was termed the “Nintendo Table” at school (and no, it was not where the cool kids ate their lunches). But I never would have run away if my parents had taken my game system away from me as punishment. I would have simply played basketball outside, or read a book, or pulled out the old sketch pad.

I’m not tooting my own horn…I’m tooting my parents’ horn. If I was playing a game for too long, they made me turn it off. The key to this is that they did it before I became so hopelessly addicted that I didn’t have any other interests.

We need balance in our lives; this kid was clearly imbalanced to the point of near insanity. If you’re a parent, encourage some balance in your kid’s life. If you’re a kid, find some other interests (playing a musical instrument would be a good idea).

But if you’re a gamer, just Email me to set up an online Madden 09 match. But be warned: I can only play one 5:00 quarter game; my wife regulates my time and promotes balance in my life.

That wasn’t a joke.

Hate Mondays?

Then hopefully this will make you smile. Or at least smirk.

Monday Smile

THIS is What I’m Talking About…

Guess what topic I’m returning to…


Have you ever walked into a public restroom in a desperate state of physical human demand (i.e. you really needed to go) and realized that the restroom was so disgusting…so filthy…so unbelievably horrible that you put nature aside and walked right back out in the same state?

Have you ever found yourself regulating your breathing patterns while in a hospital out of a fear that you’re going to accidentally inhale at the wrong moment and catch pneumonia as a result of your carelessness?

Do you pause in the middle of a handshake and for a split second despair in the realization that this might be one of those people that visits the stall, walks right past the sinks, and presents his/her unwashed hands in friendly welcome?

That’s right…I’m a germaphobe, and I’m projecting my fears upon the rest of you.

But even those of you who possess no fear of microscopic assassins have to be a little grossed out by this story from the BBC: Fecal Matter Join the Commute (pardon the British way of spelling “fecal” in this story).

Scientists from the London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine swabbed 409 people at bus and train stations in five major cities in England and Wales.

The further north they went, the more often they found commuters with faecal bacteria on their hands – men in Newcastle were the worst offenders.

Experts stressed the importance of hand hygiene for preventing illness.

The bacteria found suggested people were not washing their hands properly after using the toilet, said the researchers.

Whether you call it faecal matter or fecal matter, that’s still gross.

Manual workers had cleaner hands than other professionals, students, retired people or the unemployed.

Oh, it gets worse…

“If any of these people had been suffering from a diarrhoeal disease, the potential for it to be passed around would be greatly increased by their failure to wash their hands after going to the toilet.”

Good luck in avoiding that diarrhoeal disease!

PLEASE…don’t pass up the sink out the way out of the restroom, even if you just went in to blow your nose. You might have picked up some “faecal” matter from a sink or counter. Scrub your hands with soap and water, dry with paper towels, and keep one paper towel around your hand while you open the door, disposing of it at the nearest non-fecal trash can.

Or at least pretend like you do for my sake.