What Could Be Worse?
na-na-na-na-na-Shark Tornado!
that was a lil song i wrote with sean. it was the theme song to this movie i was writing. called Shark Tornado.
it's about a small, sleepy gulf town that is terrorized by a tornado full of sharks.
it could happen.
my favorite part about it was the tag lines i made up for the non-existant poster. i had two. the first was:
SHARK TORNADO!
What could be worse?
and the second was:
SHARK TORNADO!
First it blows, then it bites!
na-na-na-na-na-na-na-Shark Tornado!
it had sequels planned out, too.
Hurrigator! and Bee-Quake! and then Taran-Tsunami!
clearly, they would be huge box office draws. i was hoping to get Charlie Sheen to play the discredited scientist who saves the day.
we love the Charlie Sheen. have you see The Arrival?!?
fucking brilliant. it is almost, but not quite, as ricockulous as The Core.
for some reason i have the Shark Tornado theme song in my head. i have a whole treatment written up for Shark Tornado if you happen to be a producer looking for a B-Movie project. it needs some work, but that baby has legs. or fins.
(and it is protected by Copyright and now, by nature of being written about on this blog, also by a Creative Commons license so get your own brilliant ideas, fuck-o.)
hey.
yeah, you.
wanna buy a watch?
i was invited to join a super secret club on tuesday night but i couldn't go. i had a massage booked. it's okay though, they said they'd invite me the next time. they only allow one new member each meeting and i guess i'm it!
i have no idea what they do. madhavi seems to think they play video games.
thass coo.
i'm pretty bad at video games. so many freakin' buttons! i'm more a one-big-button kind of guy. it's whack-a-mole for me.
is that a video game? what? no?
what about skee-ball? also not a video game?
how about, uh, oh! dig dug! i love me some dig dug. all them fygars. i like to pump 'em full of air and eat the eggplants. yep. those were the days.
nobody has volunteered to help me with my blog problems yet. hint hint. i really can't figure out what could be wrong. how can a feature be left out of the build like that but everything else work correctly?
weird.
it keeps on being all cold and icky when i leave the house and then turning nice and sunny. that's scary. that's, like, Shark Tornado weather.
na-na-na-na-na....
no more coffee for you
did you know that mr. digger is actually dig-dug's son? who knew? the big question is, who's mr. digger's mom?
uh. who's mr. digger?
I like sharks.
And if you thought Shark Tornado was scary, wait til you see the sequel: Sharks on Crack. Or maybe that's Zack's on Crack. I dunno, but his head seems to be spinning pretty darn fast to this Maine boy...
how is madhavi like a shark tornado?
oddly enough this blog post is practically not-at-all about madhavi.
or wait? are you asking to set up the joke? if so, i'm game!
how?! how is madhavi like a shark tornado?