I took a couple of minutes away from Lil’ Wayne’s latest joint (bitch, it’s the bomb like tick, tick) to read an All Songs Considered blogpost about a website devoted to spitting out a band name for people not creative enough to do so themselves (then why are you creating music, you might ask, and I would not be able to answer you).
The website is called Band Name Maker, and it’s simple to operate. Type in a word and it cranks out ten random band names. Don’t like them? Generate again.
After the jump, my favorites for each of the members of this site:
The extended tribe of Pax Arcanians got about 7 pounds heavier yesterday, when our man Perry Ellis and the balanced and tolerant Mrs. Perry Ellis gave birth to their first child.
Perry reports today that the kid is “amazing” and that mom and baby are healthy.
Many pints will be quaffed from the horn this evening in celebration. Congratulations!
MRIs are all the rage around these parts lately. I had one earlier this week to determine whether my persistent and sometimes excruciating back pain was due to the poison toad I ate in a remote jungle in Borneo as part of a pre-zombie-hunt purification rite, or something more prosaic like a herniated disc:
Perry Ellis shows some backbone.
As you can see, the Matchbox car I swallowed as a child is no longer a problem. But aside from having completely digested a Porche 960, the image reveals a couple of more serious issues:
It’s a twofer!
Turns out I have two herniated discs, which are pressing on the nerve roots at the base of my spinal column. It’s a bit uncomfortable.
But the good news is that later today a doctor will take a long needle and insert it into my spine, making me the first one in the family to get an epidural (sorry, Mrs. Ellis, but I win this race). The needle will convey some painkiller and anti-inflammatory steroids to the site of the herniations, providing (I’m told) fairly instantaneous relief.
So the next time you see me, Pax, I’ll not only be pain free but totally pumped up and buff. It’s science!
Since we’re just killing time until the fat man brings us our HDTVs and train sets, we thought we’d do a recap of the year in Pax Arcana — which was actually far less than a year since we only started this blog in August. Our criteria for picking the top posts was pretty loose. Some made us laugh. Some made us feel queasy. And some even offered original content. Whatever. We half-assed it as usual.
Let’s start with the top post of 2007:
This one has it all: Food, irreverence, politics, current events, a great headline, and baked potatoes. It remains near the top of our most-read list, and is the link we go back when we need reminding why the hell we started this blogsperiment.
Lots more goodness after the jump.
…here’s Father Scott showing off his arm on a three-yard bomb:
And here’s Perry Ellis haggling over the price of a cannoli: