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Day 11

Someone posted this little beauty on Facebook today…

I had two thoughts. 1) If women taking their clothes off is what it takes to make all women feel better about their body types…that may be the best “win/win” ever. 2) “Real” women are clearly out of my league.

But then I looked in the comments section and the male comments were divided into one of two groups. The first were obvious trolls/douche bags who kept calling the “real” women fat. They are hopeless pieces of crap who should just die already. The second were more “enlightened” guys who said how gross the Victoria Secret woman were because they were too skinny.

My question is, what makes the second group of guys any better than the first? They’re still hating on women based on their body type. They just picked a different body type. Is that what progress is supposed to be? Why can’t we be glad that there are twice as many women in their underwear in that picture than either of the two by themselves? We should just come together as guys and say, “Hey, these women have taken time out from their busy lives to come together and disrobe. We’re passing around a big ‘thank you’ card and we’re all gonna sign it.
…and don’t think you’re gonna do the ‘proud to be the first to sign in your crack’ joke because you can bet I beat you to it.”

Note to Dove: I have issues about my body type thanks to the media (and reality), but I never, NEVER need to see dudes in their underwear. I’m comfortable thinking of myself as less of a man due to my chicken legs and stomach flab. (Sorry ladies, I’m taken)

Blog2ober
Day 10

I dunno how many of you have heard my comedy CD “3 O’clock Parade” (Which is available now on this very website for the low, low price of “whatever you feel like paying for it.”), but I’m about to set the record straight on one of the jokes. So, if you haven’t, listen to the CD before you read this blog. If you don’t have an hour to spare, just listen to track 3 (“How I Met My Wife.”) Reading any further without hearing the joke will spoil said joke for you.

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Day 9
UPDATE- This blog should have been titled, “iBroke.” It was the blog that ended up on Day 10 of Blog2ober that should have been titled “What a Jerk.” Oops.

I have fallen further and further down the rabbit hole of my past. I decided to take a break for today and blog about something else.

I miss my iPod. I know, “first world problems,” especially since I have an iPhone, but I miss the huge catalog of music that I had access to so effortlessly every day. I mean it’s nice to have new episodes of my podcasts, but earlier today, I wanted to switch over to music and remembered I couldn’t. Then I wanted to listen to some older podcasts I had saved…couldn’t do that either. It’s amazing how much that tiny little box holds.

But 7 years ago, I didn’t have it. I still listened to CDs…sometimes even TAPES! I’m just amazed at how dependent I’ve become on this little piece of technology. Actually “dependent” isn’t the right word. It’s more like “addicted.”

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve gotta go turn a few tricks to buy a new iPod.

Blog2ober
Day 8

As I continue to dig through old letters I’ve written, I was losing hope that I would find anything else worth sharing. There are a lot of embarrassing letters, but most of them are embarrassing because they’re just so damn dull. It’s like an Andy story only instead of just being too long, it’s also about nothing interesting. As soon as I read, “Wanna know what’s been going on in my life?” I imaging the poor person I sent the letter to screaming, “NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”

So I was having a hard time finding another letter worth sharing that wasn’t punishing you folks by asking you to read it. But then I found a letter I sent when I was a freshman in college. It was to my friend, a lady, who was NOT into Star Trek. This was my attempt to change that. Holy crap. (I’ve left most of the spelling/grammar errors in tact, except where it made it hard to understand…well, hardER to understand. You’ll see)

Hey Holly,
How are you? I’m fine, thanks for you concern. I just got my prize for being “Co-Best Male Pop Performance” in the Karaoke contest. My prize was a $10 gift certificate to Chevy’s Mexican Restaurant. Which is great since I HATE MEXICAN FOOD!!! Oh well, that’s life in the big city.

Not starting off strong. Humble bragging about winning a contest and then whining about the prize. Classy. Who wouldn’t want to hear more from this guy?

Well, now that I’m done complaining, I don’t mind telling you that I can not wait to go to Disneyland. This year it will be the first time I’ve gone 4 times in one year. I can’t wait!!! We are going to have so much fun. You’ll see. I can’t wait!!! There’s so much to do, so much to show you, so much to enjoy, so many annoying facts to spew out ever five seconds. I CAN’T WAIT!!!(Did I mention I’m a tad impatient?) It’s gonna be great, if only we can all get there. I don’t know about that. We’ll just have to hope.

As you can see, my obsession with Disneyland is not new. But man, you can really tell that I was a teenager in that paragraph. But, come one! These blog readers were promised Star Trek…

Now, as promised, I will break down the world of Star Trek so that you can enjoy it more thoroughly:

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Day 7

Oh lordy! Those of your suffering through this never ending stream of blogs are in for a treat. I found a gold mine! I was looking for something on my old computer and stumbled upon a whole forgotten file of my writings from high school and college. Let me just tell you, everything I wrote was god awful.

One of the sub folders I found was file of old letters I wrote, mostly to women I was interested in. They are AMAZINGLY horrible. The kind of things that make me want to reach through the computer and kill my younger self. So OF COURSE I’m going to share them with you so we can all mock young, stupid Tim.

This is a letter I wrote to a young lady I met freshman year of college. She was a very cute volleyball player and we both lived in the Joe West dorms of San Jose State…yeah…I think that’s all the back story you’ll need…

Once upon a time…in the land of Joe West there was a beautiful, young athlete named Alana. She lived in the seventh echelon of Joe West. Below her, in the sixth echelon lived a young actor named Tim. Tim lived in the kingdom of 600 and enjoyed introducing himself as “Batman.” (He’s just weird that way)

One fateful day the actor and the athlete met. They enjoyed a magnificent feast with their mutual friends in the Dining Commons. It was a joyous occasion, with laughter and merriment. A jolly good time was had by all.

Not to long after that, Tim asked of Alana, “Alana, would you like to have dinner and maybe go to a movie this Friday?”

Alana responded…

Finish this story how ever you want to either by stopping by room 600 or calling *my number at the time*. But remember, the fate of these two is in your hands.

Oh apparently there was one more piece of background I should have provided…I guess 18 year old Tim used to introduce himself as “Batman.” How did he manage to go through all of college with out a single date? It’s a mystery.

Here’s the best part. For some ungodly reason, Alana called me and left a message. Yes, this insane bit of prose apparently reached it’s target audience. I wish I could remember exactly what she said, but it was basically something to the effect of “let’s talk” or something like that. I assumed she wanted to talk about how to tell me “no,” gracefully. I later learned she wanted to talk about going out. Yes, I had heard “no” from women so often, that when one was actually saying “yes,” I still heard “no.”

Postscript to that story…we never went out. I did not figure out that she was interested in time and she was snapped up by a smarter guy than me by the time I did. I love this story because it is awful on every level. But there are so many more horror stories lurking in this hard drive. Stay tuned…

Blog2ober
Day 6

I would like to walk back some of my “criticism” of Doctor Who from the last episode of TANcast. I haven’t sat back and just listened to the episode yet, but when I was editing the episode last night, I sounded very harsh when I was talking about the show. It sounds like I didn’t like the show. In truth, I think I like the show too much. Specifically, I like the character of Rose. As such, I was more than a little unhappy to see her go. Not to mention that the way it all went down was heart breaking.

But, I have to admit, that’s not bad in terms of dramatic story telling. It’s just not what I WANTED for the character. I think that’s my main “problem” with Doctor Who. The show never does what I want it to do. When I want a character to live, that character often dies. When I want the show to explain the mechanics of time travel, the show gives a joke instead. When I want the Daleks’ armor to be pierced by SOMETHING, it never ever is. (Seriously, isn’t there something that can break through their shells? A light saber? A resonance burst from the main deflector dish of the Enterprise D? Something?)

I said something on the show like “the Doctor isn’t really a character.” That is not true and not even what I meant to say. I was struggling to find the words to express what I’m only coming to realize as I write this. He’s not the character I want him to be or the character I thought he was going to be. He’s not the powerful pillar of virtue like Superman. He’s not the rouge tough guy like Han Solo. He’s not the thinking man’s adventurer like Captain Picard. Yet he’s kind of a mish-mash of all those things but with this zaniness thrown in. At any one moment he’ll flip from one of those archetypes to another and it’s ok ’cause…he’s the Doctor, he does whatever. That isn’t NOT a character, it’s just not the character I’m writing in my head as I’m watching.

But Rose is a character I felt like I got. She’s a young kid being shown incredible things. She has absolute faith in the Doctor. She has been my guide in discovering this world. And now she’s gone and instantly there’s new companions to take her place. It just feels wrong. It’s like when your dog dies and your parents try to buy you a new dog. That doesn’t quell the pain of the dog you lost, it only serves as a reminder that your dog is gone. Wait…did I just compare a woman to a dog? That’s gotta be misogynistic or something right? Just to get this on the record, women are not like dogs. You know that, I know that, and most importantly now you know that I know that.

So I’m going to press on with Doctor Who. I’ll try to keep an open mind. I do like that the Doctor is clearly still missing Rose several episodes into Season 3. I hope that trend continues. It’s good that the show is acknowledging her absence.

Okay…this blog was more rambling than a proper review, but I didn’t want to leave my comments from the last episode hanging without expanding the a bit.

There is now an Official TANcast Steam User Group™ so all you TANcasties and TANnasties can play together, in case that’s your thing.

This all came about because Andy is a friendless loser, and had to put out a public call for more Steam contacts so he can qualify for the upcoming Steam Machines beta test.

Seriously, how sad is that? It’s probably because he’s fat or ugly or something.

Anyways, several of you took pity on him (still accepting friends, BTW: Steam ID MysteriousAndy), but @JuffTheGenie took things a step further and suggested the creation of a Steam Group. This group. The one this post is announcing.

He’s probably psychic.

“So, why is this a thing?” you may find yourselves asking.

Because we always^† listen to our listeners!

Join up, or else you must hate puppies and rainbows and sugar and touching yourself!

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This week the boys talk about how Comcast sucks, the guy who runs silk road getting busted, and the endings of Breaking Bad, Dexter and Futurama (No spoilers).
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[CONTENT WARNING] TANcast features mature language and immature hosts but is NOT a representation of the stand up act of Tim Babb. Listener discretion is advised.

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Blog2ober
Day 5

Before I had a day job, I used to pack my wife’s lunch every day. (I probably should still do it once in a while…bad husband). A common thing I would razz my wife about was when she would be too busy to eat some or all of her lunch and it would come back home with her. One particular food item, a pear, came back day after day. I think it was probably two weeks. Finally the thing was so old it was no longer edible. So one day, my wife found this note in her lunch bag when she got to work. (And I recently discovered it, so you get to see it too)

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Day 4

On October 4, 2013, Comcast’s new x1 cable boxes suffered a nationwide outage. For the first time in weeks, my wife and I had sat down to watch some tv…midway through Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., the outage hit. What follows is what I expressed on my Twitter feed from that point forward…

I think my favorite feature of my @comcast DVR is the one where it stops recognizing the remote and then freezes. #WorthEveryPenny

Just before my cable went bust, I saw a @comcast commercial bragging about their customer service. 20 mins later and…yeah, you know. #hate

Been staring at this screen for probably 10 minutes. @comcast, you are fail

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