Saturday, March 27, 2010

Find Me a Bride!

From Young Brides, a truly nutty story of a guy who decides his widower father needs a wife. His father finally agrees to send his son down the "Frisco" to pick out a bride for him. Not terribly surprisingly, when the guy picks out the perfect woman, he promptly falls in love with her. When he gets all noble about it, the woman is refreshingly annoyed:

"Rar! I promised my Dad a woman, and I'm bringing him a woman!"

But when she arrives, she blurts out that she can't marry the father. The father is pretty phlegmatic about the whole thing:

As it turns out, he got married while his son was gone. :) Weirdest matchmaking ever? Perhaps! But everyone lives happily ever after...


Saturday, March 13, 2010

A Rube Goldberg Life

Ironically, just a day or two after posting about how Rube Goldberg machines reflect a way of thinking about life, I happened to see this video in which a young Japanese couple's life becomes a vast Rube Goldberg machine, full of items connecting them to person after person and providing impetus for the next encounter.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Viva Rube Goldberg!

Why do we love Rube Goldberg machines so much? There's an undeniable thrill to the breathless curiosity of What will come next? and Can they really pull this off? I think it's the implausibility of it all. OK Go is famous for their viral music videos...I think my favorite moment of this is the delighted giggle at the end when you realize why they're all soaked in paint and what it implies.

I always think of the old saw "Life is just one damn thing after another" when I see these things. There's a sort of weird hope to them, like the one damn thing after another that drives us through our lives might actually end up being part of an obscure and intricate pattern that leads to something meaningful (a hope that is probably best off being tucked away somewhere, in my opinion, but I indulge it for goofiness like this).

Somehow the lyrics augment that for me, too.

Let it go, this too shall pass.
(You know you can't keep lettin' it get you down. No, you can't keep lettin' it get you down.)

When the morning comes.
(You can't keep lettin' it get you down. You can't keep lettin' it get you down.)

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

"Blame it on My Heart!"

This week, the romantic story of two doormats who waste years of their life in service of a sociopath! He was an abusive liar, but the two who loved him would only murmur..."Blame it on My Heart!"

(I swear, I wanted to slap both of the romantic leads REALLY HARD in this one).

I think it's pretty clear Tod's got a thing for Jerry as well (I'm not sure why a boy would be showing another boy the "buttercup under the chin" trick, lol).

That...really should have been a deal-breaker. But no, darn that Jerry, his cold-blooded psychopathic charm is just too much!

And I can only conclude that these two wet sponges are perfectly suited to each least until another crazy abuser comes along (or, more likely, Jerry swears he has mended his ways) and they both fall all over themselves to please him...


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