Hulu Whoop

Someone at work told me about Hulu.com. (They couldn't believe I'd never heard of it. They also couldn't believe I'd never heard of Apple TV -- whatever that is, I forget already. Compared to the typical IMC engineer I'm something of a Luddite.) I remembered Hulu long enough to try it at home (benefit of a catchy name). Hooked the laptop up to the widescreen TV and the stereo last night and we had dinner watching The Jerk. Let me tell you something about The Jerk. That movie is a lot funnier than you remember. And the younger generation that had never seen it was simply howling. It is full of brilliant silly. (Lots of misses, too, but no movie's perfect. Well, some are, but.)

Anyway, Hulu came through and it was all free, except for the microprocessor commercials that were thrown in without any regard whatsoever for the scene that was playing. But they were only fifteen seconds long and included a countdown to when they'd be over. So here's a big whoop out to Hulu.

Oh and hey, while we're at it, a big whoop out to Lulu. She was a cutie who did more to advance the cause of middle-aged teachers' Lolita fantasies with her song "To Sir With Love" than The Police and Britney Spears combined. Truly a cultural pioneer.

And here's a vote of whoopidom to Cthulhu. As they say, why settle for the lesser evil? He, it, whatever, is the biggest whoop of all, because waking dead Cthulhu where he lies dreaming would bring eldritch horrors out of the deep and ichorous depths of time to gnaw on the skulls of men and blast their doomed and depraved souls to the stygian depths of the spaces between the stars, where they would be consumed by the stricky green minions of blind idiot gods living undead beyond all reason, and that would be kind of a big whoops overall.