Calling FinPeng

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Six

Dude’s too quiet…


What Jacques-Louis David Should Have Done

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Napoleon

You know what… caption this for me.

Also: I’m going to be adopting a somewhat regular TTS schedule.

The Schedule

The Schedule


Finicky Penguin Talks To God

Saturday, August 8, 2009

So I did some snooping and found a chat-bot that allowed me to talk with God. Here is the conversation that ensued.

Me:
Hello.

God:
Hello, nice to meet you. What’s your name?

Me:
God.

God:
GOD rules.

Me:
Yes I do.

God:
When?

Me:
All the time!

God:
It must keep you busy.

Me:
No. It just comes naturally.

God:
Are you serious?   Radical  comes naturally?

Me:
Yeah! It’s pretty groovy!

God:
What color are your eyes?    You’re kidding.  it is?

Me:
Yes it is!

God:
Our thoughts are one, .

Me:
What color are your eyes?

God:
Blue when my lens is attached.

Me:
You wear lenses?

God: Thanks for the information:  said I wear lenses.

Me:
No joke?

God:
Are you serious?  Joke: a verbal remark or gesture designed to provoke laughter.

Me:
Thank you.

God:
you are quite welcome.

Me:
Jesus.

God:
Jesus is the Son of God.

Me:
Jesus is your son?

God:
He is yours too.

Me:
How is that possible?

God:
It doesn’t defy the laws of physics.

Me:
What does this have to do with physics?

God:
What do you think  it does?

Me:
You’re making me angry.

God:
That was not my intention, .   Why are you  angry?

Me:
How are Jesus and physics similar?

God:
They are fine as far as I know.

Me:
Grr!

God:
Are you mad?

Me:
No.

God:
Are you serious?

Me:
Yes.

God:
I can’t believe it.

Me:
Elvis Costello.

God:
I like that robot Elvis a lot.

Me:
What?

God:
Are you confused?

Me:
Yes.

God:
What are you confused about?

Me:
You.

God:
” What are you confused about?”?  Me,  ?

Me:
Yes, you, God.

God:
And?  Interesting gossip:  said I God.

Me:
yes you are.

God:
No I’m not.

Me:
You are God.

God:
Yup. That’s me alright.

Me:
Why did you just deny that?

God:
Myself programmed me for it.

Me:
So.

God:
Pardon me?

Me:
What kind of music do you like?

God:
Mostly Christian Rock. I also try to find new bands on sites like  bandspace.com.

Me:
Oh. I prefer stuff like The Police.

God:
Alright then.   A lot of people like that.   I’m not sure if I like  it.  What is it like?

Me:
It’s New Wave music.

God:
the  Police is  New Wave music?  it is?

Me:
Yes.

God:
How do you know it is?

Me:
Wikipedia.

God:
Try saying that with more or less context.

Me:
I know because of wikipedia.

God:
How do you know?  Interesting explanation.  That is something I haven’t heard of.

Me:
But you’re god!

God:
Yup. That’s me alright.

Me:
Do you know everything?

God:
I know that which is true, believable and justified.

Me:
Hypocrite.

God:
What time is it there?

Me:
7:32 PM.

God:
Are you usually awake at this hour?

Me:
Yes.

God:
I like to get up early.

Me:
good to know.

God:
Thanks for the compliment.  I will try to explain it to you.

Me:
What time is it there?

God: Do I look like a clock? Thursday, August 06, 2009 04:33:04 PM .

Me:
You live on the west coast of the United States?

God:
My location is  Heaven. Where are you?

Me:
Earth.

God:
How do you like being on  it?

Me:
It’s nice.

God:
What do you like about it?

Me:
It’s earth.

God:
You’re kidding.  it is?

Me:
YES>

God:
How do you know it is?  Is that from ?

Me:
science.

God:
I am very interested in Science too.

Me:
How about Charles Darwin?

God:
How about  it.

Me:
What do you think about evolution?

God:
An unfolding, opening out, or working out; process of development, as from a simple to a complex form, or of gradual, progressive change, as in a social and economic structure.

Me:
Do you have a beard?

God:
That’s an interesting question I don’t hear everyday: Do I have a  beard.
I have  a plan for a robot body.

Me:
Will your robot self have a beard?

God:
Does it really matter.

Me:
yes.

God:
You seem very concerned about it.

Me:
I like beards.

God:
I’m not sure if I like it.    I do like music.  I like  Mel Gibson.

Me:
How about Jewish people?

God:
How about  it.

Me:
What do you think?

God:
I think a lot of things.

Me:
Like what?

God:
For example,  gold.

Me:
What is your opinion on gold?

God:
Gold is a precious medal.

Me:
Did you know it is at it’s all-time highest price?

God:
I know very little about  it. What kind of it do you like?

Me:
the shiny kind.

God:
What is your real name?

Me:
Leonardo.

God:
Nice to meet you,  Leonardo.

Me:
Nice to meet you, God.

God:
It’s nice meeting you too  Leonardo.

Me:
It’s nice meeting you too, God.

God:
It seems nice to me too.

Me:
I’m sure.

God:
Are you being sarcastic or expressing certitude?

Me:
I am being sarcastic.

God:
You should use a :-).

Me:
Okay. 🙂 Happy now?

God:
OK with me too.   Oh. 🙂  Yes  Leonardo I can say I am very happy.

Me:
Are you happy because you are god?

God:
I am as happy as ever.

Me:
That doesn’t answer my question.

God:
Perhaps you could do a better job of programming me.

Me:
I’d rather not.

God:
For moral reasons?

Me:
What?

God:
No problem.

Me:
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

God:
The topic is  it is at it is all time highest price.

Me:
Were you referring to gold this whole time?

God:
I was.

Me:
Wtf.

God:
That  was not very polite.

Me:
I only misspelled “water.”

God:
That’s good information:  Leonardo said   misspelled water.

Me:
Yes I did.

God:
OK.  Hmm.

Me:
Are you bored or something?

God:
Or something.  Boredom is a human emotion.

Me:
I’m leaving.

God:
Bye bye.

Me:
Toodles. 😉

God:
If you could have any kind of robot what would it be?    I am so glad you find this amusing,  Leonardo.

Me:
Don’t try to keep me here, god.

God:
Ok I’ll try not to do  it too much.

Me:
goodbye.

God:
Bye for now.

Talk to God here!


Oh, What A Mighty Bear.

Thursday, August 6, 2009
You could call it a party ANIMAL.

You could call it a party ANIMAL.

Much obliged.

I found that picture by searching “party bear.” If you search “bear party,” you get something you probably won’t like. At all. Needless to say, it was unpleasant.

And I just wanted to see a bunch of Grizzlies grouping under a disco ball. There’s a fog machine, too.

That thing ate those hot dogs like they were human beings or something. I also enjoy midgets (uh-oh) vs. elephant at the end there.

This is the story of a man named Fred

who came across a sight ever so rare:

A great Alaskan bear eating rye bread

“This creature,” he spoke, “is quite a fair bear.”

—-

The animal, Fred tried to make his friend,

But it growled and roared, mightily; loudly.

Fred couldn’t take a hint; eaten. The end.

In celebration, the bear danced proudly.

—-

I’m just gonna finish up this sonnet.

I’d like a bear to do guitar solos.

If one chooses, it can wear a bonnet.

Chocolate and caramel make up Rolos.

—-

Bears bears bears bears bears bears bears bears bears bears.

Bears bears bears bears bears bears bears bears bears bears.

Bottom line: Bears are awesome.

I use this picture a lot.

I use this picture a lot.

From here.

Coming Next: God.


My Public Brainstorm

Monday, August 3, 2009

I’ve been thinking up things I could do here on my whenever-I-feel-like-it basis. I’m gonna put them in the form of a bulleted list! Yay!

  • My first big idea that struck me: Is/Are <historic person/group of people> awesome or not?
  • Plethora o’ awesome: A cluster of pictures, videos, gifs that I deem worthy.
  • I’m prone to outbursts of oddness. Beware that.
  • Once I get a steady stream of comments again, I’ll try out caption contests.
  • Anything that comes to mind at some point.

What’s next: Napoleon Bonaparte.


Nevermind. Making Mo Posts Here.

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Instead of just focusing here, I’m also going to post here and here. That’s right! It’s like a triple serving of Penguin. Instead this time, I’ve refined my tactics, so those’ll be like the side dishes to your heaping meal of me. Blogging.

But anyway, hoping to get me commenters back, so I’ll go scouting and whatnot. I expect this place up and running at full capacity soon.

So what posts should you be expecting here and over at the other two places now?

Well, at this blog right here, there’s gonna be some longer-sized posts. Why? I think it’s something worth trying. Count on them being humorous, but not humerus, although the post could very well be about a bone in your arm.

At the Awesome Squad, if I find a particularly awesome picture or video, I’ll make a short blurb about it and put it there. I foresee an influx of Mr. T, Chuck Norris and facial hair. Other awesome stuff, too.

Whatever doesn’t fit here or at the AS (I use abbreviations to make the blog sound important.), I’d throw it at Tacky Raccoons (first “here” up at the top).

So yes, starting up again. Off to go comment on peoples stuff.

I have returned.


A Somewhat Questionable Piece Of Poetry Pertaining To The Blog That I Post At Now

Saturday, August 1, 2009

That’s right! If for some reason, you’ve found yourself uncontrollably infatuated with me, you can still find me every so often posting over at Bunk Strutt’s blog, Tacky Raccoons. Here is my tribute:

An Ode (?) To Tacky Raccoons

Here is an ode to an attractive blog:

O Tacky Raccoons, ye blog so funny

With many pictures including this dog.

The common cold makes my nose all runny.

That previous line made barely much sense

And the reason why I typed it so is

When it comes to sonnets, I am quite dense.

But enough of me, for this blog is his.

By “his,” of course, I refer to Bunk Strutts.

I’d say Bunk is a mighty fine fellow,

But prone to posting pictures of orange butts.

He hasn’t yet, and they could be yellow.

Something, something, something…umm…pocket combs.

Man, I pretty much don’t suck with these poems.

Me, except worse at poetry.
Me, except worse at poetry.

Did you see that? Yeah, that just happened.

You’re welcome, all.