Thursday, November 18, 2004

This Day In History…

Today is November 18th. Many landmark things have occured on this day throughout history. Here's a rundown:

As a result of diffculties getting their shit straight, The American Railroad people developed time standards, now known as the four time zones. Thanks to them, when my client on the West Coast wants to have a cozy 5:00pm meeting, I have to stay late. Fucking railroad people.

In 1789, a guy named Louis-Jacques-Mandé Daguerre was born. Louis-Jacques-Mandé Daguerre (pronounced Louie Jack Mandy Johnson), developed the first practical film development process. We owe a lot to this guy, for if it were not for him, Jonny Stunts would have no porn.

In 1912, Albania declared it's independence from Turkey. A week later the U.S. celebrates Thanksgiving. A week after that a guy made a joke about the coincidence. No one cared. Or laughed. Much like right now. Coincidence?

In 1928, Mickey Mouse debuted in "Steamboat Willie" with high hopes of one day becoming a national phenomenon. These hopes were realized within the next 74 years. Until, Walt Disney died and their new Jewish leader's vision was crushed by a jewish computer generated fish named Nemo. Signaling the end of Disney's reign of actually doing anything worth a shit and reluctantly passing the torch to Pixar.

In 1978, a bunch of crazed high school rejects moved to a jungle in Guyana to live together in harmony of a group called the people's temple led by the honorable Rev. Jim Jones and the they believed in… who cares. Anyway, a congressman named Leo J. Ryan took a few of his pals down to "Jonestown" (as it called because of Ol' Jim's infatuation with himself) for a fun night filled with dinners, musical numbers, and glimpse of the "torture hole". No, Shanks not the gay S&M bar in Boulder you told me about. To make a long (boring) story short (less entertaining than it already was), Leo J. Ryan was killed by the people's temple. Ol' Jimmy Jones told everyone that because he's an idiot and told someone to kill Ryan, that they all had to die, too. They all drank some bitchin' Kool-Aid that was laced with poison and died shortly after. Knowing that there was unrest and Kool-Aid to be served, the Kool-Aid man crashed through the wall of the compound as he does screaming "Oh Yeah," accidentally killing the only survivors. This was the Jonestown massacre. One of the last great publicity stunts for Kraft foods, makers of cool, refreshing Kool-Aid.

Also in 1978, I was born. Happy Birthday to me.


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