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Capt. Phil Harris

Posted by on Wednesday, 10 February, 2010

Capt. Phil Harris Capt. Phil Harris of the deadliest catch died at the age of 53. There was no news available on the Discovery Channel reality show “Deadliest Catch” after Capt. Phil Harris’s stroke on January 30th, 2010, but Yesterday Josh and Jake Harris “Phil Harris’s sons” posted the news about their father’s death.

The note by the two brothers “Josh and Jake Harris” states, with great sadness and sorrow we have to say that our beloved father Capt. Phil Harris has died. moreover, the statement said that, Capt. Phil Harris was a fighter and continued his battle until the end. for the crew of “Deadliest Catch” and for his sons Capt. Phil Harris was a mentor, who never backed down.

Josh and Jake Harris said that they will remember and celebrate the strength that was provided by their father. in the end both thanked the fans and well-wishers for their thoughts and prayers.

Capt. Phil Harris suffered the stroke during offloading the crab on their way back home. He was found unconscious in the cabin and was airlifted from anchorage ground. A surgery of 12 hours was performed on Capt. Phil Harris after reaching the Hospital. He was in a coma but showed positive signs of improvement, when he squeezed his hands and told doctor not to screw thing up.

On Capt. Phil Harris’s demise Discovery Channel released a statement in which they have mentions that Capt. Phil Harris was more that a TV personality, he was a devoted father, a loyal friend and a good and honest man and he will be missed greatly.

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Monday Morning Commute: Vikings Stabbing Smoke Monsters While …

Posted by on Sunday, 17 January, 2010

Oh shit! I think I say “Oh shit!” so much that it has lost any impact on the reader. Sort of like all the other vulgarity I trot out these days. Sigh, I’m so derivative. Really, a pale-imitation of whatever true Ian hangs out in the Realm of ideas with Socrates and Plato. Whatever, whatever! Tomorrow is my fucking birthday! And that means a few things. Firstly, I’m old as fuck. When I told The Girl Confused Enough to Date me that I was weirded out at turning 27 back during the summer, she couldn’t contain her smile. She was laughing at my old, wrinkly balls. Yeah well, you’re stuck with them!

But more importantly, Bayonetta comes out tomorrow. I’m ready to climax! I’ve been plugging this thing forever. I was talking to Pepsibones, and I told him I had absolutely no idea what product I was going to champion to get fanboy and fangirl perverts from all over the internet to come to this watering hole. I’ll figure it out.

Monday Morning Commute. Every Monday I’m going to detail the various things I’m either currently or will be watching, reading, playing, and listening to in the next seven days. It’s Monday. You’ve got a long week of school, work, or compulsive masturbation to get through. tell me the arts that you’re indulging in, to stave off suicide.


Playing / Bayonetta, Xbox 360

Can you feel it, the expectancy? of our deepest desires? Tomorrow baby, Bayonetta and I are hooking up. I’m going to take off all her wrappings, and slide her gently in. That’s right, I’m taking her! I’m going to take all she can give me, and aching with domination, ask for more. Ah, what a god damn birthday present. Kamiya is unleashing his uber-sexualized ferocity upon the undeserving masses tomorrow! my lights will be off, but I assure you the groans are not coming from me! They’re uh, coming from the surround speakers. CALLED MY MOUTH LOL. Yeah, that doesn’t make sense.

I’m plagued by sadness at the piling up unplayed titles sitting on top of consoles and strewn throughout my dungeon. I just started and loved Assassin’s Creed II, the latest Ratchet and Clank is unfinished, and I’ve barely touched Borderlands. But it’s fucking Bayonetta. I’ll get them someday. You know, after Bayonetta, and then fuck, Bioshock 2, and Mass Effect 2, and Final Fantasy XIII.


Watching / LOST

You may have realized that I’m going completely insane over the forthcoming, and final season, of LOST. And when I realized that I hadn’t watched some of the seasons in six fucking years, I came to the conclusion that I needed to brush up on some LOST lore. With the power of digital video disc and streaming Netflix instant queues, I’m going to run through the series in a completely non-linear, hypertexual manner. Leap frogging from episode to episode and season to season without a god damn care in the world. It almost seems appropriate, doesn’t it? For a show that has cut many a tooth on breaking conventional story telling mediums and capturing the medium through which we operate within society now. Hopping from website to unrelated website, curving back to prior ones. Non-linearity is linearity. or something. I’m drunk.


Listening / Amon Amarth, Fate of Norns

I remember seeing Amon Amarth at a Children of Bodom show a couple of years ago. I was completely rocked off of Red Bull and Vodka, and all I really remember is seeing an enormous dude who looked like Thor holding a viking horn. It seemed pretty bad ass, but the music and entire thing just seemed absurd.

I have no idea how I got onto the topic of Amon Amarth last night with my friend Brian, but he suggested I check them out. then I called him an asshole, and he looked hurt. he continued insisting, and then I think I probably called him an asshole again. But somehow he won out, because he claimed he knew what sort of music I liked, and it was similar to his. It’s true – Brian knows me well. I’m pretty sure he’s seen my cock at some point, and he’s definitely been spooned by me during a trip to New York City last night. I was asleep when I curled up next to him, and don’t remember it, but I know he secretly enjoyed it. I’m a lover, what can I say.

So I took the album home, and I haven’t felt this guilty about liking something since I found myself giggling at Glee. Whatever. With songs like “The Pursuit of Vikings”, I’m inclined to appreciate Amon Amarth on at the very least, a hypothetical level. there are viking horns, enormous beards, and mead. Tons of mead.

What are you fuckstains up to?

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