I was on Reddit a bit earlier and came across the question, “Why would anybody need this stock photo?”.
Monthly Archives: September 2010
It was banned because parents didn’t like the amount of cleavage she was showing. Seriously. There’s about 10-20% more skin shown on an average show on Univision, any time of the day. Not to mention just about any soap opera under the sun.
Make this cannibal with the directions on the website. Click the picture or [here].
It’s somewhere at Threadless Tees, but I couldn’t find it again unfortunately. Have fun looking for it.
On September 18, 1970, guitarist Jimi Hendrix died after taking a large dose of his girlfriend’s sleeping pills, unclear as to what the proper dosage was supposed to have been. In tribute, here is a short video of Little Richard describing how Jimi Hendrix was such a talented musician, even when they met. (via BoingBoing.net)
While there are no 100% exposed boobies on the site, it’s probably not safe for work. Click the picture or [here] to go.
I keep resisting posting this video. However, every time I see it in my list of bookmarks, I can’t resist watching the whole 10 minutes. A lot of the problems are due to non-existent fact-checking by the guys who wrote down the bible well after Jesus’s death. I guess you either believe or you don’t, it’s up to you.
A wonderful list of the top 50 films of the 2000-2009 era. Audition ranks among the tops in my book, although I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to watch it again. Click the picture or [here] to go. And enjoy the creative beer ad, where the guy walks in front of the website. I thought it was good.
I have maybe half this list, maybe more. It’s always better to have tools on-hand than it is to have to make a trip to the hardware store. Click the picture or [here] to get to the Popular Mechanics list.
This is a pretty decent flick for costing an awful lot less than my house. Click the picture or [here] to watch it.
Play this video (which will eventually open another video in a new window, by the way), and then type in various responses. Here’s what I’ve been able to find in various comment-areas: dances with, gets high with, plays with, shoots, tickles, marries, punches, teases, jumps, photographs, feeds, gets drunk with, eats, farts, becomes, can has, gives birth to, sings to, cuts, brushes, hangs with, moons, strikes, shakes, high fives, watches tv with, erases, paints, michael jackson, plays house, sleeps, drives, and calls. (The last 4 I found myself. How many can you find?)
(*Note that “votes for” is really Not Safe For Work.)
At TYWKIWDBI, I finally found a suitable explanation for that magic propeller video that’s been floating around the net for the past week. I couldn’t wrap my mind around the floating prop-chunks that drifted away from the prop. All the explanations talked about the camera’s shutter-speed being slower than the propellar-speed, but it still didn’t make sense for some reason. In the second video below, it’s made blatantly clear.
So, I’m wondering 1) why I’m posting this, since listening to the Dixie Chicks is akin to skinning the cat and listening to the wonderful music it emits while doing so, and 2) why hasn’t anyone else gone here yet? Maybe they’re waiting for Hurricane Earl to pass by first, I don’t know. But here ya go.
This song came to mind when I was thinking of the douche who was holding hostages at the Discovery building in nearby Maryland earlier today. Not really related to those events other than the fact that I hope he’s visiting the Devil today.
…begs a question. In typing that, I capitalized “Devil”, for it is a proper noun, someone name or title. But should I even offer the Devil that level of respect? (Heh…Devil that level…that sorta rhymes.) But if I type it out like ‘devil’, it doesn’t look right, does it? Then again, my spell-check feature doesn’t care which way I type it. So whatever, just a thought.
For some reason I’m obsessed with this song today. For those who don’t like 1950’s crooner music (or remakes of such), you might want to keep on walking.
Johnny Mathis (I usually skip to 1:15)
Lou Christie (from the Rain Man soundtrack) (it’s supposed to be all mumbly for the first minute or so)
Jeanette MacDonald from Monte Carlo (1930) (I skip to 1:00)
And Melissa Polinar bustin out her Uke.