ha-ha-harry callahan

This amused me for 11,3 seconds this morning (yes, I timed my chuckles). Some guy in Wisconsin recently tried to open an email-account at Yahoo!, but no matter how hard he tried, he just could not get it the way he wanted it – by using his surname, Callahan. The reason turned out to be the letters a-l-l-a-h inside his surname, or ‘god’ in Arabic.

Obviously I immediately imagined (and you can see how my mind works now) what Harry Callahan, a.k.a. tough cop Dirty Harry, would have done in the same situation. I’m betting he would’ve reached for his piece, (the heaviest handgun in the world), and locked his streetwise eyes on the computer, “You’ve got to ask yourself one question: Do I feel lucky? Well, DO YA PUNK!?”

I am so easily influenced by my surroundings; I was watching Magnum Force yesterday, Dirty Harry the day before, and today I will most likely watch The Enforcer, and then I’ll save Sudden Impact and The Dead Pool for next week. Oh yeah, oh yeah, I am a boisterous owner of a bulldozing kit of a damn dirty dvd box – The Dirty Harry Collection, complete with a smoking Magnum .44 pictured on the front and back side of the box.