<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520</id><updated>2008-07-25T22:47:30.317-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bakedziti.net</title><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>323</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-4933339843648640615</id><published>2008-07-25T10:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T22:47:30.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Second Greatest Jingle Ever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/BSA_BePrepared.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 314px; height: 352px;" src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/FDL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over three years ago, I named what I felt was (and is) the &lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/2005/06/ideal-clothing-greatest-jingle-ever.html"&gt;greatest jingle in advertising history.&lt;/a&gt;  I stand by my choice 1000%, but now I think I may have the second greatest jingle of all time.  Trouble is, most of you won't remember it, unless you are my age (and I'm not divulging that bit of info).   It's an old PSA for the Boy Scouts of America that aired way back in the 1970's (yeah, the boy scouts were around even at that point in time).   Anyway, the jingle is a wonderful slab of Ides of March-meets-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus Christ Superstar&lt;/span&gt; meets, etc, etc.  In short, wonderfully, if woefully inappropriately, funky and memorable.  Also, I adore old TV ads that try to seem futuristic and instead give us a hilarious glimpse of how Neanderthal everything was, technologically speaking (check out that Colossus computer).  Musically, I doubt that the whole of our current Top 40 houses as many musical hooks as in this 20-second ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt; thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/MSTS1"&gt;MSTS1&lt;/a&gt; for posting this on YouTube.  I've been searching for it pretty much since YouTube's inception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.  Click on the image to play the video.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/07/second-greatest-jingle-ever.html' title='The Second Greatest Jingle Ever?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/4933339843648640615'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/4933339843648640615'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-8832971826563922871</id><published>2008-07-04T12:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T15:42:17.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesse Helms Dead at 86</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/audio/HowardStern_JesseHelms.mp3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/SternHelms.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate July 4th, I won't say anything nasty about the late Senator Jesse Helms: I'll have Howard Stern do it for me.  This clip from 1994 concerns Jesse Helms' comments that "President&lt;br /&gt;Clinton is not my commander-in-chief."  Helms went on to say that if Clinton visited North Carolina, he'd better bring bodyguards.  In the midst of this controversy, Helms was being considered for Chairmen of the Committee on Foreign Relations, a job Helms was eventually awarded, despite his comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One ironic remark is made in this clip.  At one point, Stern suggested giving the Chairmanship to Larry Harmon instead of Helms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry Harmon, much-loved creator of Bozo the Clown, died yesterday at age 83.  At least will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; will be sorely missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the image to hear the clip.  Happy 4th of July.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/07/jesse-helms-dead-at-86.html' title='Jesse Helms Dead at 86'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/8832971826563922871'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/8832971826563922871'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-4991019054063555510</id><published>2008-05-06T08:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T08:46:54.919-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Woodstock DVD in the Works?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/Woodstock_long.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 208px; height: 264px;" src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/Woodstock_long.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;File this under "exhaustive." Allegedly, an 18-DVD set is in the works featuring more of the "Woodstock Festival of Peace Love and Flowers" than ever.  The new release, tentatively titled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Motherfucking Director's Cut&lt;/span&gt;, is a limited edition boxed set containing all three days worth of music, interviews, nudity and mud.  It clocks in at just under 72 hours, covering &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;absolutely everything &lt;/span&gt;recorded on August 15th to 18th, 1969.  Here are just some of the highlights: &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Max Yasgur's speech, mercifully brief in the original film, now clocks in at just over 63 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is so much of The Band's set that you get to witness Robbie Robertson sing an acapella version of "Mrs. Brown, You've Got a Lovely Daughter"(a rarity, to be sure).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You get to see the Who play &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tommy&lt;/span&gt; in its entirety twice "merely for the opportunity to beat up Abbie Hoffman for a second time," said the Who's Pete Townshend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;But the real kicker is Santana's "Soul Sacrifice," again, a true highlight in the original film.  But this version is so long that you actually have to change discs to view the whole thing, as evidenced by the featured clip.  Personally, even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; think this release may be too much of a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the image to view it.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/05/new-woodstock-dvd-in-works.html' title='New Woodstock DVD in the Works?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/4991019054063555510'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/4991019054063555510'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-3171612270872863529</id><published>2008-04-25T09:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T09:18:25.377-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock massacres'/><title type='text'>Rock Massacres, Vol. 5: Van Morrison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/VanMorrison_RM5.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 347px; height: 347px;" src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/VanMorrison_RM5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's massacre features one of the all-time greats, in my humble opinion: Mr. Van Morrison.  The "song" he is singing here, simply known as "Thirty Two," comes from a one-day session at Bang Records in 1967 where Van spontaneously creates 31 songs in order to get out of his recording contract.  It's a hoot and a holler, believe you me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.wfmu.org/freeform/2005/09/van_morrisons_c.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WFMU's Beware of the Blog&lt;/a&gt; not only provides some more detail on the subject, but streams &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all 31 songs&lt;/span&gt; for your listening pleasure.  I especially recommend "Ring Worm" and "Want a Danish" for starters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the image to view the video.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/04/rock-massacres-vol-5-van-morrison.html' title='Rock Massacres, Vol. 5: Van Morrison'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/3171612270872863529'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/3171612270872863529'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-7888914981237819753</id><published>2008-04-21T08:03:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T00:46:16.105-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock massacres'/><title type='text'>Rock Massacres, Vol. 4: John Cale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/JohnCale_RM4.mov"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/JohnCale.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the latest massacre, and this time the honor goes to Mr. John Cale.  Now, you at home may be asking "Why would you do such a thing to John Cale?  I thought you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;liked&lt;/span&gt; John Cale."  And it's true, I do. But these massacres aren't intended merely to punish substandard artists (except for Robert Plant; that was intentional), they are more a kind of love letter in the form of a brutal stabbing or beheading.  As Noam Chomsky would say: "To truly love your idols, you must first depict them being horrifically slaughtered in some way, perhaps in a 30 second web-based video, just off the top of my head."  I'll tell you, that Chomsky was a true prophet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should also point out that the image used is from an old vinyl compilation called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guts&lt;/span&gt;, which came out in 1977, a full three years before an enormously popular slasher film.  Yeah, that John Cale was a true prophet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the image to view it.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/04/rock-massacres-vol-4-john-cale.html' title='Rock Massacres, Vol. 4: John Cale'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/7888914981237819753'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/7888914981237819753'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-2275849418692776701</id><published>2008-04-15T07:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:06:00.843-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock massacres'/><title type='text'>Rock Massacres, Vol. 3: David Bowie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/Bowie_RM3.mov"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/bowie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the latest installment of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rock Massacres&lt;/span&gt;.  This time, it's David Bowie's turn.  Now, you may accuse this of being an inadvertent piece of commentary on Bowie's chameleon-like artistic nature which has allowed him to sustain a career for decades without entirely forming a concrete artistic identity.  If ever he should discontinue adopting the "masks" of other artists, you may argue, he would  artistically cease to exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that's what you're all thinking.  Oh, don't try to deny it.  It's perfectly natural to draw parallels like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is, I was just trying to be funny.  And isn't laughter the greatest gift of all?  No?  Damn, I honestly thought it was.  Sorry.  Try to enjoy it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the image to view it.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/04/rock-massacres-vol-3-david-bowie.html' title='Rock Massacres, Vol. 3: David Bowie'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/2275849418692776701'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/2275849418692776701'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-5197675560392289546</id><published>2008-04-07T07:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T20:43:06.475-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock massacres'/><title type='text'>Rock Massacres, Vol. 2: Peter Gabriel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/PeterGabriel_RM2.mov"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/PeterGabriel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it looks as though this might become a series after all.  Massacring rock stars is fun stuff.  This one utilizes Peter Gabriel's second album cover in a way that makes me uncomfortable.  But I'm easily made to feel uncomfortable.  You'll notice that I sound uncannily &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing like&lt;/span&gt; Peter Gabriel, but this shouldn't prevent you from enjoying this bit of fluff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy. Click on the image to view it.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/04/rock-massacres-vol-2-peter-gabriel.html' title='Rock Massacres, Vol. 2: Peter Gabriel'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/5197675560392289546'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/5197675560392289546'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-4637847838649534997</id><published>2008-04-03T07:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T01:19:17.688-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock massacres'/><title type='text'>Rock Massacres, Vol. 1: Led Zeppelin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/LedZepHistory.mov"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/LedZep.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My video shorts are beginning to make less sense as the days progress.  Anyway, this one may become a series if you're not careful.  VH1 is craving something just like this, I can feel it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.  Click on the image to view it.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/04/rock-massacres-part-1-led-zeppelin.html' title='Rock Massacres, Vol. 1: Led Zeppelin'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/4637847838649534997'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/4637847838649534997'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-719091302122871584</id><published>2008-03-31T07:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:10:19.672-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rotoscopes'/><title type='text'>The Sky Is Shining</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/TheSkyIsShining.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 383px; height: 288px;" src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/TheSkyIsShining.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, another day, another rotoscope.  Hey, I could go back to doing covers of Bee Gees songs if you don't like it!  Yeah, I thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this one is from the interview scene in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Shining&lt;/span&gt;.   This was always a favorite of mine and my friends in Philadelphia.  In fact, this is pretty much inspired by an old buddy, Harry Arnold.  We knew this movie inside and out to the point where we could perform a Burroughs-esque cut-up version of the film from memory.  This vignette, I think, was one of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, Harry now owns &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/darlings-coffeehouse-and-cheesecake-philadelphia"&gt;Darling's Coffeehouse &amp;amp; Cheesecake&lt;/a&gt; in Rittenhouse Square in Philadelphia.  Figured I'd give him a plug, though I doubt he has the time to read this (he sells &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of cheesecake). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope you enjoy the silly short.  Click on the image to view it.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/03/sky-is-shining.html' title='The Sky Is Shining'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/719091302122871584'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/719091302122871584'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-762705395220893116</id><published>2008-03-28T07:28:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:10:37.832-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rotoscopes'/><title type='text'>Whatsamatta U?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/WhatsTheMatterWithYou.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 367px; height: 247px;" src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/ImSorryJimmy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should find something more constructive to do with my life, but in the meantime, here's another rotoscope video, based loosely on the number of times Robert DeNiro asks the question "What's the matter with you?" in the film &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goodfellas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video seems more than a bit excessive, and it's making me question my sanity that I would spend my entire day doing this.  Oh well, either I'm a budding genius, or, in the words of my analyst, "the merry-go-round broke down".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way,  you probably shouldn't play this too loud at work as there is a bit of profanity involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.  Click on the image to view it.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/03/whatsamatta-u.html' title='Whatsamatta U?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/762705395220893116'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/762705395220893116'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-8727821515935743421</id><published>2008-03-26T10:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:08:15.911-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rotoscopes'/><title type='text'>Yeah, Jimi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/Jimi.mov"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/YeahJimi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's the Humpday of "Annoy Your Cubicle Neighbor Week," I decided to help you guys out a bit. This is another rotoscope that I did. It's a clip of Jimi Hendrix at the Monterey Pop festival.  I put this Banana Splits-type background behind him, slowed him down and looped him for maximum annoyance potential.  All you have to do is, after downloading this, play it back on Quicktime with the "loop" function turned on.  This way, it will play FOREVER!  I guarantee it will drive everyone around you totally insane.  Just make sure your cubicle is bulletproof. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the image to view it.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/03/yeah-jimi.html' title='Yeah, Jimi!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/8727821515935743421'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/8727821515935743421'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-6508336164739777991</id><published>2008-02-28T08:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T10:44:05.791-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mr. mike'/><title type='text'>Mr. Mike's Least-Loved Bedtime Tales: "The Little Train That Died"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/TheLittleTrainThatDied.mov"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/TheLittleTrainThatDied.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who had trouble sleeping without the latest Least-Loved Bedtime Tale, here's another one.  It's my personal favorite: The Little Train That Died.  It features a very young Jodie Foster essentially as the straight man.  It seems it would no longer do to have Mr. Mike tell his tale directly to the audience; he now had to have an avid listener visibly present.   The visual element would gradually increase as time went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should point out that all of the Least-Loved Bedtime Tales posted here are available on the DVD of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000VNMMVG/ref=pd_cp_d_1?pf_rd_p=316286001&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=center-41&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=201&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=B0013LRKQC&amp;amp;pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=04YV92KJCNX95BCAYQFH"&gt;&lt;span class="sans"&gt;Saturday Night Live - The Complete Second Season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b class="sans"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Little Train That Died" originally aired on November 27, 1976.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/02/mr-mikes-least-loved-bedtime-tales_28.html' title='Mr. Mike&apos;s Least-Loved Bedtime Tales: &quot;The Little Train That Died&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/6508336164739777991'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/6508336164739777991'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-1048401942558968787</id><published>2008-02-18T07:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T10:44:24.272-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mr. mike'/><title type='text'>Mr. Mike's Least-Loved Bedtime Tales: "The Blind Chicken"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/TheBlindChicken.mov"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/TheBlindChicken.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the second installment of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Mike's Least-Loved Bedtime Tales&lt;/span&gt;, "The Blind Chicken."  Story aside,  this one has a particularly creepy aura to it, mostly due to the lighting which gives Mr. Mike's eyes an almost three-dimensional effect.  Creepier still is the audience's decidedly hesitant response to this one, as though they're reluctant to condone this sort of thing, lest it encourage Mr. Mike to create more Least-Loved Bedtime Tales.  In spite of the audience's reaction, there would be many more tales to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.   Click on the image to watch the video.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/02/mr-mikes-least-loved-bedtime-tales_18.html' title='Mr. Mike&apos;s Least-Loved Bedtime Tales: &quot;The Blind Chicken&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/1048401942558968787'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/1048401942558968787'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-1764383982168862598</id><published>2008-02-14T12:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T10:44:51.647-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mr. mike'/><title type='text'>Mr. Mike's Least-Loved Bedtime Tales: "The Enchanted Thermos"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/TheEnchantedThermos.mov"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/TheEnchantedThermos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael O'Donoghue, for those of you not familiar with this site, is a personal hero of mine: first as a writer for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;National Lampoon&lt;/span&gt; (1970-1973), and then as a writer and performer on the first three seasons of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saturday Night Live&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During SNL's second and third seasons, O'Donoghue was featured in "Mr. Mike's Least-Loved Bedtime Tales," in which, as his evil alter-ego, Mr. Mike (though he uses his full name for the first installment),  he goes a few steps beyond the Brothers Grimm, to say the least.  These bedtime tales have no moral (and, some would argue, no point), but I think they're all timeless classics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Enchanted Thermos" was the very first in the series.  Hope you enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the image to view it.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/02/mr-mikes-least-loved-bedtime-tales.html' title='Mr. Mike&apos;s Least-Loved Bedtime Tales: &quot;The Enchanted Thermos&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/1764383982168862598'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/1764383982168862598'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-8102293530452262532</id><published>2008-02-10T13:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T14:15:16.898-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shreds'/><title type='text'>StSander's Masterpiece?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/MalmsteenShreds.mov"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/MalmsteenShreds.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that &lt;a href="http://www.stsanders.com/"&gt;StSander&lt;/a&gt;'s "Shreds" series can no longer be found on YouTube, I thought it imperative to upload what I feel is his masterpiece, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yngwie Malmsteen Shreds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Here, StSanders takes it to the next level, overdubbing not only Yngwie's performance, but also that of the New Japan Philharmonic (along with some of the best muttered asides since Grendel).  You're sure to recognize many of the familiar musical themes as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can I say?  Enjoy the hell out of this, kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the image to view it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://blog.wired.com/underwire/2008/02/parody-videos-s.html"&gt;Humorless Metalheads Shut Down Popular YouTuber&lt;/a&gt;  [Wired]</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/02/stsanders-masterpiece_10.html' title='StSander&apos;s Masterpiece?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/8102293530452262532'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/8102293530452262532'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-805164713586367564</id><published>2008-02-01T08:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T10:45:11.696-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get crazy'/><title type='text'>Tribute to Get Crazy, Pt. 2: A Drummer Named Toad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/Toad.mov"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/GetCrazy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this scene from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get Crazy&lt;/span&gt;, John Densmore, playing a drummer named Toad, performs a rather wild drum solo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know what you're thinking: "Wait a minute.  John Densmore? As in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Doors'&lt;/span&gt; John Densmore?  But Gene, I thought you hated the Doors!  Is this the end of all that mankind holds dear??" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, cool your jets there, Chauncey.  Yes, he did play drums for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;....group.  But I believe in giving credit where credit is due.  This is a hilarious performance, possibly the funniest drum solo ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sit back (not too far back; it's only 40 seconds long) and enjoy this clip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the image to view it.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/01/tribute-to-get-crazy-pt-2-drummer-named.html' title='Tribute to &lt;i&gt;Get Crazy&lt;/i&gt;, Pt. 2: A Drummer Named Toad'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/805164713586367564'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/805164713586367564'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-1584746977678567106</id><published>2008-01-31T11:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T10:45:33.800-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get crazy'/><title type='text'>Tribute to Get Crazy, Pt. 1:"A Deathbed Request"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/DeathbedRequest.mov"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/GetCrazy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1983, an extremely significant musical comedy was released entitled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get Crazy&lt;/span&gt;. It remains significant not for it's acting or writing, but for its cast: predominantly rock stars and actors portraying rock stars.  Among them is Lou Reed, the members of Fear, Malcolm McDowell playing a Mick Jagger-type singer, as well as cameos from Fabian, Bobby Freeman, Howard Kaylan and others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story concerns the owner of the Saturn Theater, one Max Wolfe.  Max has a heart attack while organizing the Saturn's New Year's Eve celebration and, fearing this year may be his last, decides to make this celebration a major blowout.  To this end, he contacts a faded rock star known only as Auden to appear at the Saturn.  Auden hasn't left his apartment for 6 years (his apartment being an exact replica of the cover of Bob Dylan's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bringing It All Back Home).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this first installment, all of the Lou Reed scenes have been spliced together apart from the closing number (I'll get to that later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the image to view it.  Enjoy.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/01/tribute-to-get-crazy-pt-1a-deathbed.html' title='Tribute to &lt;i&gt;Get Crazy&lt;/i&gt;, Pt. 1:&quot;A Deathbed Request&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/1584746977678567106'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/1584746977678567106'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-8930603165599525778</id><published>2008-01-25T07:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:10:25.152-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shreds'/><title type='text'>This May Be The Funniest Thing Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/JakeELeeShreds.mov"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/JakeELeeShreds.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a guy on YouTube who goes by the name of &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/stsanders"&gt;StSanders&lt;/a&gt;.  He has created a number of hilarious videos featuring numerous guitar heroes with his own sound overdubbed.  My friend, David Stiles, turned me on to these; it's his fault.  I'll say no more, other than StSanders (or whoever he really is) is possibly the greatest comedic genius of the past 20 years.  Or maybe I'm just easily amused.  But, c'mon, can't it be both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular video features Jake E. Lee and Ozzy Osbourne, but he has &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/stsanders"&gt;dozens more&lt;/a&gt;, and I would highly recommend checking those out as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the image to view it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[UPDATE: Apparently, StSanders has been banned from YouTube, so this is the only video of his available at this point.  Hopefully, this will be resolved soon.  I stand by my earlier assessment of his comic genius.  YouTube needs to get a sense of humor.]</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/01/this-may-be-funniest-thing-ever.html' title='This May Be The Funniest Thing Ever'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/8930603165599525778'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/8930603165599525778'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-3058162481465026297</id><published>2008-01-17T07:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T20:42:33.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Distant Memories of Cop Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/baby_merchant.mov"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/baby_merchant.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For reasons too complicated to explain, I was asked to find old clips of the notorious 1990 Steven Bochco flop, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cop_Rock"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cop Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Although the show itself still doesn't quite hold up after all these years, some of the songs, strangely enough, do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I can't fully set this one up, having never seen this episode, it goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young couple, apparently having trouble conceiving a baby of their own, and having exhausted all legitimate forms of adoption, stumble across a man who calls himself the "Baby Merchant."  And - wouldn't you know it? - he has own song.  And it's a damn catchy one to boot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the story ridiculous?  Yes.  But if after hearing this song a few times, you won't admit to singing it to yourself at least once or twice, then I have no choice but to call you a liar.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, I'm throwing down the musical gauntlet on this one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the image to watch the clip.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/01/distant-memories-of-cop-rock.html' title='Distant Memories of &lt;i&gt;Cop Rock&lt;/i&gt;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/3058162481465026297'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/3058162481465026297'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-4137540597057517335</id><published>2008-01-03T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T09:28:34.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Late Night Wars Resume</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 391px; height: 186px;" src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/latenight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a brief recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay Leno:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, Jay explains away his choice to come back to the airwaves by crassly stating that, because WGA talks had broken down, "19 people were putting 160 people out of work."  Jay also took a backhanded stab at Letterman by saying "Dave had his own company [Worldwide Pants, Inc.] and was able to negotiate a deal for his writers, and God bless him," suggesting that the Tonight Show doesn't have that kind of leverage [I guess Big Dog, Inc. is merely an imprint.  I always thought it was Jay's company, didn't you?].  Mike Huckabee was his first guest.  Perhaps it wasn't the wisest choice of program for someone so desperate to be perceived as pro-working man on which to appear.  Mike foolishly crossed the picket line anyway, showing off his bass playing skills (which aren't half bad, but he has next to no sense of rhythm) and the amount of weight he's lost since his previous appearance on Leno. 110 pounds!  I mean, I gotta admit, that's pretty impressive. Jay's second guest was Emeril Lagasse, who would basically do anything to save his career at this point, so crossing a picket line hardly seemed to matter, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conan O'Brien:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conan came out in far more genuine support of the writers strike, not only by sporting a full beard, but by saying upfront that what the writers are asking for is fair and they should get it.  Somehow, this came off as a far more sincere gesture than Jay's.  Conan continued by showing a hilarious video of what he and the production staff have been doing since the strike began.  Conan's first guest, Bob Saget, pretty much bombed.  Dwayne Perkins was both clever and funny, though the audience weren't too kind. Robert Gordon and Chris Spedding were the musical guests.  They performed a song from their recent album of Elvis covers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's Now Or Never&lt;/span&gt;.  I love Robert Gordon, but I'd not seen him for a while.  With his hair slicked back, he kinda looks likes a lot like Emeril Lagasse, ironically enough.  They sounded great, nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Letterman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an pre-recorded introduction by Hillary Clinton, Dave came out with an even more shocking beard than Conan's.  It made him look a little like Buddy Ebsen.  He took the stage with a group of would-be Rockettes with "WGA On Strike" signs.  Ten still-striking writers delivered the Top Ten list.  Robin Williams, predictably, was insufferable.  I mean I'm one to talk, but if this guy could finish ONE SENTENCE in the same dialect, I'd be satisfied. Next Dave interviewed his Associate Producer, Nancy Agostini.  Overall, a strong show that gave more than its share of shout-outs to the striking writers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't Jimmy Kimmel or Craig Ferguson.  Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the three I saw, I'd give the nod to Conan for doing the best show overall, especially given the fact that he had no writers.  Naturally, Leno beat Letterman in the ratings.  I have no idea why people keep watching The Tonight Show, other than a total lack of taste.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/01/late-night-wars-resume.html' title='The Late Night Wars Resume'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/4137540597057517335'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/4137540597057517335'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-2395641588857134178</id><published>2008-01-02T11:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T12:23:00.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Post That Wasn't</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/huckabee.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is a post I intended to write about Mike Huckabee regarding his 2008 Presidential campaign:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Huckabee says he has no idea how the attack ad he had promised not to show (after showing to it in front of the entire media) leaked and is now an internet sensation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I hadn't done it, the same media would have said, 'Oh, you don't have one [a negative ad],' and we didn't give them DVDs. … We said, no, we're not going to do that." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked how the tape had gotten released, Huckabee said, "I don't know how it got out there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huckabee will appear tonight on the train wreck known as Jay Leno's Tonight Show.  I just happened to see a dress rehearsal where Jay asks Huckabee if he has a clip.  Huckabee regretfully complies by showing the negative ad once again under mock protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huckabee has made several television appearances where he has vowed to "change the tone" of the presidential campaign.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If we'd have stayed with it, we would have exposed some things about his [Mitt Romney's] record that, frankly, [I] think would have probably made a difference here in these last days," he said.  He added "what I'm referring to is in the documentary film I've made about Romney's life entitled &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;M*I*T*T&lt;/span&gt; which tells the story of a complete bastard Mormon prick who wants to be president."  Huckabee adds "It's entirely fictional.  It's not about Mitt Romney, mere a Mitt Romney type."  A clip of the controversial non-biopic will also air on Leno tonight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naw, I don't want to post about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. Did I hit "publish?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, darn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abcnews.go.com/GMA/Vote2008/story?id=4074575&amp;page=1"&gt;Huckabee Has No Idea How Disowned Ad Got Out&lt;/a&gt; [ABC News]</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2008/01/post-that-wasnt.html' title='The Post That Wasn&apos;t'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/2395641588857134178'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/2395641588857134178'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-7896302856297250898</id><published>2007-12-27T08:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:11:48.923-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rotoscopes'/><title type='text'>Long Time No See, Slob Snob</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/video/SlobSnob_Half.mov"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/Alda.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, kids!  I'm back.  Sorta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I actually don't have much to say, but I figured I should post a little something.  So, here is my first attempt at what is called "rotoscoping."  Ask your grandparents about it, it's fun!.  Anyway, it utilizes a short scene from possibly my favorite ever television series, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naked City&lt;/span&gt;.  It features everybody's favorite crossword puzzle solution: Alan Alda, circa 1961.  It's very short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.  And I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;promise&lt;/span&gt; to post more in the future. Really.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2007/12/long-time-no-see-slob-snob.html' title='Long Time No See, Slob Snob'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=69a702146df7fee6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/7896302856297250898'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/7896302856297250898'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-2275184899750069241</id><published>2007-09-21T07:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T21:50:19.634-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Osama Bin Laden's Latest Message Goes Straight To Voicemail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bakedziti.net/uploaded_images/osama2-778269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.bakedziti.net/uploaded_images/osama2-778264.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, does anyone even care anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://meganmcardle.theatlantic.com/archives/2007/09/osama_bin_laden_declares_war_o.php"&gt;Osama Bin Laden declares war on Pakistan&lt;/a&gt;  [The Atlantic.com]</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2007/09/osama-bin-ladens-latest-message-goes.html' title='Osama Bin Laden&apos;s Latest Message Goes Straight To Voicemail'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/2275184899750069241'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/2275184899750069241'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-1006108318676470682</id><published>2007-09-17T07:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T16:06:45.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling Judith Regan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/oj_simpson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 331px;" src="http://www.bakedziti.net/images/oj_simpson.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'I'm O.J. Simpson. How am I going to think that I'm going to rob somebody and get away with it?' said O.J. Simpson in an interview with the L.A. Times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest kinda writes itself.  This one actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; make a pretty good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/news/printedition/asection/la-na-oj16sep16,1,1144273.story?coll=la-news-a_section"&gt;O.J. on Las Vegas hotel incident: 'I've done nothing wrong'&lt;/a&gt;  [LA Times]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070916/ap_on_re_us/simpson_questioned_115;_ylt=Amp.nBhme5ag94OOsJLWyq8E1vAI"&gt;O.J. Simpson arrested in Vegas robbery&lt;/a&gt;  [AP]</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2007/09/calling-judith-regan.html' title='Calling Judith Regan'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/1006108318676470682'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/1006108318676470682'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7426520.post-5279699239903959725</id><published>2007-09-14T08:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T00:13:29.625-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare Loops From High Society: Vol. 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="280" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-338dc4b162b9a97a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqgAAAKXn9zyzXTyW6NoE_4ojujoCOrLX4MvTGuQ2RvWELSI_qyRy6m_V9TYY53ZXBC-WMyiGqIhZVfQWH5cSQ-ro4qxbvMaspkoBkGkJOh6Vc-sSbAHn3Fly6ncAcBQ6I8Ug6y5cZzL8UxupdeB7_rOZVWhG5TpiLFWZsX3bvk8xQjZ5vBANJ6oFxKwKGgkAy6F3gD4EmS69lybs0LD39t17D1SbAZ91Q_a8L6XTsuSMJe5G%26sigh%3DSZuz1lUvlwSaYNiVlF3eJhmol8c%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D338dc4b162b9a97a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3Dii0NJE81ep1ivDUsfnmBb3cemsE&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as promised, here's the second one.   This loop features Louis Armstrong, and it takes place at the very end of the film &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;High Society&lt;/span&gt;.  End of story.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/2007/09/nightmare-loops-from-high-society-vol-2.html' title='Nightmare Loops From &lt;i&gt;High Society&lt;/i&gt;: Vol. 2'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=338dc4b162b9a97a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bakedziti.net/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/5279699239903959725'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7426520/posts/default/5279699239903959725'/><author><name>gene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176918587953900217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry></feed>