Monday, August 30, 2010
Tor's Take Moving to Tumblr
I've been fighting this for a couple of months. Tumblr seems to be the current it place to post things so I'm moving over there. Everything from this blog has been transferred over at this point so please follow me there.
Posted by Kevin Tor at 9:57 AM 4 comments:
Labels: future blogging, moving, tor's take, tumblr
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Bean Medley (New Video)
I sat down and tried to think about what would be the most embarrassing video I could make for my daughter's classmates to find when she's a teenager. I figure a bean costume (wonderfully made by my wife), some white tights, and the word "fart" ought to do it.
I can always remind her that she smiled at me dancing in the bean costume the whole day of the shoot as she yells, "I hate you! Take it down!"
Posted by Kevin Tor at 10:55 AM 1 comment:
Labels: adam lambert, bean, bean medley, black eyed peas, fergie, justin timberlake, ludacris, sketch, song parody, taio cruz
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Tor's Shark Facts (For Shark Week)
In honor of the beginning of Shark Week, I thought I would impart things that I know about sharks that maybe you didn't. This is stuff the Discovery Channel doesn't have the time to get to.
- Sharks are looked down upon by the other fish because they lack retirement plans.
- Sharks have a great sense of smell. It results in death if exposed to a particularly vicious hot boxing.
- A great gift to celebrate a shark's 1000th kill is a 1988 California Red Chum. It looks nice in the brine cellar.
- Sharks are governed absolutely by one shark. The King Shark rules over the entire Mon-Sharky.
- The dorsal fin of a shark was originally octagonal which caused two sharks, upon meeting, to die. Darwinism eventually fixed it.
- Sharks are not allowed to hunt humans in the summer without a license.
- Sharks are blessed with one of the most beautiful singing voices of any creature on Earth but they are cursed to live in the sea with its poor acoustics.
- Of all the shark professions, from killer to super killer, the most profitable is shark dentist.
- Male sharks battle for the attention of female sharks by showing how many barrels they can pull under water. The Great "Jeff" is said to have pulled 12 for "Maggie."
- Sharks are deathly afraid of fine china. That's why there were no sharks at the Titanic sinking. That and geographic location and water temperatures.
Posted by Kevin Tor at 12:49 PM 1 comment:
Labels: discovery channel, shark, shark facts, shark week
Friday, July 16, 2010
Mel Gibson Tapes (The Rest)
This is a new sketch in the wake of all those wonderful-for-the-image tapes of Mel Gibson going around. I felt after the 5th one, it was time to explore what the rest would be like.
Posted by Kevin Tor at 9:21 PM 2 comments:
Labels: braveheart, comedy, mad max, mel gibson, mel gibson tapes, oksana grigorieva, parody, scandal, sketch, tapes, verizon
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
I wrote the first list item below on Twitter a couple of weeks ago after Jose Reyes hit a ball hard off Chan Ho Park of the Yankees. I said he gave Chan Ho Park diaReyes. Then a good comedian responded with the second one. I've been thinking of the rest of them at random and felt like posting the results.
- Paganorrhea (via Charles Star, follow him)
- TouWright's Syndrome
- HepaTatis B
- Dickey Cell Anemia
- K-Rodic Arthritis
- Francoeurpes (also acceptable, SchizoFrenchya)
Posted by Kevin Tor at 3:36 PM 3 comments:
Labels: david wright, illnesses, jose reyes, mets, new york mets, twitter
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
A Few Thoughts on Swaddling
For those that don't know, swaddling is a way to wrap a baby to make her feel comforted and help her sleep. A blanket is systematically wrapped and folded until the baby is in a cocoon. This is supposed to be reminiscent of the limited mobility found in the womb.
Nothing makes you feel more like a serial killer than swaddling a fussy baby - shushing close to her ear, holding down her arms, staring into her frightened eyes, telling her it'll be ok if she just calms down, and throwing her in a cage until you're ready to deal with her again.
Once I get my daughter in a sufficient swaddle and into the crib, she fights it like I just put her in a chained-up straitjacket, dropped her in a locked water tank, and 2 minutes have gone by with no air.
She squirms so hard against her restraints. She makes grunting noises that sound eerily similar to when the velociraptors communicate in Jurassic Park as well as strategically testing all parts of the swaddle for weaknesses. She's a problem solver.
That one...when she looks at you, you can tell she's working things out.
She definitely finds that weakness because, at some point in the night, she gets a hand out of the top of the swaddle. Then it's only a matter of time before she's completely out and wailing for attention. The only saving grace is that it's closer to morning by this point and morning means the longest time until you have to swaddle her again.
Posted by Kevin Tor at 10:20 AM 2 comments:
Labels: baby rearing, cocoon, fussy baby, houdini baby, limb freedom, night terrors, serial killer, straitjacket, swaddle, velociraptor
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Hey, I found time to make a new sketch. Newborns sometimes allow an hour or two for you and I took advantage.
Here's the pitch:
Some people have very specific tastes when they are searching for that special someone. At eMarkHarmony, we don't care what you like as long as what you like is a bit Mark Harmon-y.
Posted by Kevin Tor at 8:36 PM No comments:
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