Ok, ok, so this should technically be on the quiz page, but hey, I'm already damned. What's one more sin gonna do?
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
|Purgatory (Repenting Believers)||Very Low|
|Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)||Low|
|Level 2 (Lustful)||Extreme|
|Level 3 (Gluttonous)||High|
|Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)||High|
|Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)||Moderate|
|Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)||Very High|
|Level 7 (Violent)||High|
|Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)||Moderate|
|Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)||High|
Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test
- Via Intellectual Orgy.
Word-Of-Mouth.Info allows people to pass along "Information Reports" about people they know.
Now harmful gossip can make it around the world in just a fraction of the time!
- via if you lived here you would be home by now.
- Found on B3ta.
Pop Culture Boy and I watched the 2-hour premiere of Manor House last night, and are completely hooked. (I know--we area such nerds. We don't watch normal "reality" shows like Survivor, American Idol, or Mr. Personality (is it me, or do those guys all look like the Cybermen from Dr. Who?)...but we're suckers for PBS reality TV. On the other hand, I do love The Anna Nicole Show and The Osbornes (which I consider more living cartoons than reality tv), so I suppose I'm not too un-American.)
Although we are endlessly amused by 10-year-old Master Guy (who has taken to manor life as though he were born to it), the heart of the program is Mr. Edgar, the manor butler. He looks the part of the severe manor butler, but then he wants so badly for things to run smoothly, and for the young men and women under his supervision to be happy. When they disappoint or fail him, he takes it right to heart.
On the other hand, the fact that Mr. Edgar looks like Wilfrid Brambell (Paul's grandfather from A Hard Day's Night), and chef Monsiuer Dubiard looks like Mr. Bean has led to no end of giggling on our parts.
Scullery Maids Who Couldn't Hack It So Far: 2
Sarcasmo got her new computer this weekend....and she is very, very happy. To celebrate, here are a whole slew of silly, Monday morning links for you slacking pleasure:
- Monday Morning Quiz, Eighties Style: Find it here.
- "50% Carpenter, 50% Messiah, 100% Action: Hello, Jesus. Laugh at this, and you are probably are going to Hell. Be sure to look me up when you get there. I'll be hanging out with Hello Satan and Hello Gollum. -Via Milk and Cookies.
- And If That Doesn't Damn You: This week's B3ta challenge will. These are some of my Hell bound favorites.
- I Love Mars in the Springtime: Don't know what it is about this picture, but I really love it.
- You Know The Little Guy Who Lives in Your Computer and Makes It Go?: Well he wants to get out. (Why yes, I am easily entertained by silly programming tricks. Thanks for asking.)
- Home Decorating Tips: If I had the money, I'd buy all my furniture here. (Believe you me, Pop Culture Boy is glad I don't have the money.) I think the Bedolator would be perfect for getting my lazy behind up-at-at'em in the morning. And of course, the Animated Dresser for the guest room...- Dug up on Memepool.
- Office Horseplay: This could be a fun way to blow-off some steam at work--so long as your boss is out on vacation; deaf, dumb, and blind; or really doesn't care if you screw around in a public and (likely) loud manner with your co-workers. - By Way of Top Fun Websites.
- Scissors, Paper, Stone: Mindless game, yes, but can keep the easily amused occupied for hours.
- A Little Wisdom: Too true.
- "When I was a child, I enjoyed cutting up worms to see what would happen": Found this on Small.To a while back, and have been meaning to post it. Discover your Empathy Quotient (mine is 45--odd, the creepy man with the glass eye in the disappearing toy shop (which also sold aguely knife-like religious items) told me I was very empathic. And if you can't trust a creepy old man with a glass eye, who can you trust?) and your Systemizing Quotient (21 for me). Alas, I am below average. Now, if there were a test that studied one's Sarcastic Quotient--I would reign supreme!.
For those of you wondering about the title for this list item, it's a question from the empathy test. It amused me because (a) it seems a very odd thing to ask & (b) I used to do that to worms as a kid. (I learned at school that worm segments could live independently of one another--so I used to like to cut them apart and see. Mind you, I was young, so I had no knives to play with, so instead, I would "cut" them apart with sticks. The worm bits that merely got squished didn't do well, but the separated segments did actually squirm bout for quite some time. Science is so cool.
Hmm...considering this worm fact--perhaps it's not so surprising I did poorly on the Empathy test after all...
That should at least get you going until the coffee kicks in.
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! Cake or Death is reporting that Eddie Izzard will be beginning his new tour, Sexie, this fall.
I am overwhelmed with joy!
Pop Culture Boy and I were out on the "veranda" (read: fire escape landing) last night and had the chance to meet one of our neighbors who, as it turns out, goes to the local podiatry school. In the course of our conversation, she mentioned that they practice on cadavers.
I had to bite my tongue to keep from asking if they used the whole cadavers...or just the foot portion. And if just the foot portion--just up to the ankle, or do they get the whole leg (how much of the leg do podiatrists treat)? Or do they do just one foot at a time, or is it important to have a matched set, so they can look for anomalies, etc?
I didn't ask, because I thought it was too creepy a question for a first meeting...but now I really want to know. Can anyone fill me on this?
Clearly, my small talk skills are wanting some polish...
Take a tour of the Delphion Gallery of Obscure Patents, a collection of "strange" and "intriguing" patents.
From Idle Type.
Surf the web with randomly generated one, two, or three word searches at Gaggle. Learn all about nemesis dipoid, Embrittle Matisse, nubile (just to name a few).
- From Buffonery.org
Is there anything technology can't do?
If I had one of these I wouldn't leave the house to do anything else but buy new CDs.
Bored? Why not call a payphone in some distant part of the world and see who answers?
- Thanks to Memepool.
10 Things We Didn't Know This Time Last Week.
Diety-of-your-choosing, bless BBC News. If it weren't for encapsulated articles like this, I'd never keep up!
- Via Madville.
Sorry, folks. Don't know why the counter won't run. Working on it...promise!
More Photoshop fun from the folks at B3ta. I think this is my favorite so far.
Here's the purported history of games, movies, books, and other histories that never were.
- Via Madville.
- Monday Morning Quiz: Now available for your quizzing pleasure.
- Retail Alphabet Game: I didn't do as well as I thought I would in this game (score 14 out of 26), but still scored better than I'd like. See how much branding has gotten into your brain. From Buffonery.org.
- Letters of Desire --Alphabet Book Project: Dark and sexy; these are not your traditional ABCs. Not X-rated, exactly, but you might want to think twice before viewing this at work. - .
- Typophile: The Smaller Picture: Participate in the "hive mind" creation of a font. Be sure to check out the animations for the individual letters. Seems like an ineffective way to do things, but still interesting stuff. - Via User Friendly.
- Busy Marquee: See what happens when pranksters get hold of signs with rearrangable letters, and a long enough pole to rearrange them. - Found on Madville.
As a follow-up to my project post, I will tell you that when dealing with a new coffee machine at work, I managed to put the thermos under filter in the one position that would cause it spill everywhere..and thus the streak continues. After the puddles were sopped up, I called the executive assistant (who actually met with the Aramark rep when the machines were set up) and asked him to monitor me as I made my second attempt at making morning coffee.
As we watched the coffee pool into the top of the thermos, he told me that when he turned the sink on in the kitchen first thing this morning, the water ran black for about 5 seconds before running clear. This put me in mind of two things.
First, having just seen Dark Water, I couldn't help but think of the bathtub filling with stagnant, black water. A small thrill shuddered through me and I briefly wondered about the location and cleanliness of our water tank.
A more prevalent memory pervaded, though, and I remembered my first time away from home.
I was around 7 years old, and my friend Tracy and I were spending a week at Camp Laughing Waters, a local Girl Scout sleep-over camp. (If memory serves, my unit was staying in the Lackawana section of the campground).
Tracy adapted easily to camp life; joining activities and making friends quickly. I, the shyer of the two, became homesick as soon as the excitement of being away from home wore off--approximately two minutes after I unrolled my sleeping bag.
After a few days, I had worked myself into such a whiny, cry-baby, homesick frenzy that I made myself physically sick. I was running a low fever, and so, with the sun shining high, and the other girls laughing and running in their shorts to play sports, my counselor deposited me at the nurse's station, sure to let me know that being sick was all in my head, and I was just ruining things for myself.
I laid in bed in the nurse's station (the only brick building on the campground, other than the ranger's house), staring out the window opposite me, bored and trying not to bite down on the glass thermometer clenched between my teeth. I was miserable. The sun was shining and I was stuck in bed with no one to play with or talk to. Meanwhile, my unit went and spent a sunny afternoon having a water balloon fight with girls in another unit.
Several hours later, my counselor returned to check on me, dressed in her bathing suit and shorts and drenched from head-to-toe. She tried again to encourage me to stop moping by telling the nurse in great deal about how much fun everyone had, and how it was a shame I was missing everything. I felt terrible. I felt like I was a bad person and a loser. Why couldn't I be brave like everyone else?
Then, the following events happened (conversations paraphased, natch):
Mean, but Well-Meaning Counselor (to Nurse): All the girls had such a good time. It was weird, though. Near the end, when we were filling up the balloons, the water came out of the pump dark brown.
Nurse: Well, that can't be good. You shouldn't have been throwing dirty water at one another.
[Nurse goes to the sink and turns the knob. Murky water comes out of the faucet.]
Nurse and Mean, but Well-Meaning Counselor: Ewwww!
[The light level in the room drops; the sky had darkened dramatically. A young Sarcasmo turns to look out the window just in time to see the young tree in front of the nurse's station be blown over by the wind with a resounding crack.]
It was about this time the counselor stopped mocking me, and instead turned deathly pale.
I think she wanted to go back to the unit and help the other counselors, but the nurse wouldn't let her leave. Walking about in wooded areas during a hurricane is generally ill-advised.
The rest of my memory of this night is a jumble of disjointed scenes. I remember that the wind beat down heavily on the windows, and at one point a jeep rolled up to the nurses station, and the nurse spoke to the driver out the window while I stood wide-eyed behind. In the jeep was the ranger, and in the seat next to him, another girl from my unit. She was quietly crying, her arm wrapped in white bandages, blood seeping through them quickly. When the storm started, they got the girls and their belongings out of the tents, and huddled them into the Lackawana log cabin. One of the windows had blown in, and the glass went through the girl's arm.
According to Tracy (who, incidentally, never really forgave me for not being there with her during the storm), being in the cabin during the storm was terrifying. The counselors were panicked, the walls creaked and moved with the wind, and the all the girls were piled together, crying; while I was warm and dry in my "sickbed".
When the sun came up the next day, I was taken back to the unit to gather what soggy belongings were still left. Most of the tents (huge things, which sat on platforms and housed 5 cots a piece) had blown down if not entirely away. Trees were broken and in blown over. Everyone waited, waterlogged, shivering and unhappy, until our parents to come and take us home.
I was a little sad to go; this had been an adventure. Even if I had sat most of it out. (There is a part of me that to this day wonders if some sixth sense didn't get me worked up just long enough to be out of harm's way. Silly, I know, but when you consider that my Mom woke-up from a sound sleep, the night of the storm convinced she heard running water and her mother calling her name...well, you never know. Stranger thinks have happened.)
Oddly enough, this onslaught by Mother Nature didn't stop Tracy and I from returning to summer camp the next year, and for many years after. In fact, it wasn't even my worst camp experience. My work camp experience was on a two week camping trip, one week of which took place in Cape Henlopen, Delaware, and involved broken bones, child starvation, walking throug a live mine field, trespassing on a military base, extreme sunburn, excessive weight loss, and vampire mosquitos from Hell. I still bear the psychic scars from that trip. To this day, if I ride through the state of Delaware, I am anxious and irritable until I pass the state line (seriously--you don't even have to tell me when I'm in Delaware, my body just knows).
But that story is for another day and another time.
For today, I am happy to say that (so far) the weather seems to be holding. Which is good, because there isn't a nurse's station in site.
Seems like everyone has a blog project these days. But with so many too chose from, what's Sarcasmo to do? Here are just a few of the proud projects floating around these days:
- The Whylog: People explain their need to log. (I'll let you in on a secret. It's because we're all narcissists at heart, darlings.)
- Picture Yourself: A collection of photos people have taken of themselves. (See? Narcissists. Every last one of us.) And for those who can not stop looking at themselves long enough to snap the picture, not to worry! There's always The Mirror Project. Get the angle just right, and you'll see an infinite number of yous taking an infinite number of pictures of you.
- And as if your face weren't enough, there are several body-part-specific blog projects to consider:
- Big Eye Project: Picture's of people's eyes.
- Found on Geisha Asobi Blog
- The Hands Project: It's like the Safety Dance. Everybody look at your hands!
- Penis Blog Project: Match the penis to the blogger. (Not work safe, obviously.)
- Found on Fark.
- Big Eye Project: Picture's of people's eyes.
- The Web Fridge Project: A collection of Fridges posted on blogs.
- Coffee Cup Project: Send in a picture of your favorite coffee-drinking vessel. Personally, I drink it right from the pot. Fewer dishes that way. (Kidding, of course. I'm desperately clumsy, and have had 2, count'em 2 run-ins with a French Press, and some scars to prove it. I simply cannot operate anything until I've already had some coffee. It makes breakfast a bit of a challenge. Which is why I actually take my coffee intravenously.)
Snap Your Desk: Because everyone cares about your workspace. (Actually, I secretly long for Ray Bradbury's office, as seen on Ray Bradbury Theater. Sadly, for now, I settle for a quiet corner in the bedroom...)
With so many riveting collaborative efforts on the web, I couldn't help but come up with one of my own. Welcome to the Sarcasmo's Turn off Your Computer, Climb Into Bed, and Pull The Covers Way Over Your Head Project. (Pictures optional).
Knight Rider, the movie.
At least David Hasselhoff isn't slated to play Michael Knight this time around. After this, I don't think I can handle looking at him for a while.
- Thanks to Breakfast Tacos.
Family Guy on DVD?
I am so there.
- Cusack Crazy: Pop Culture Boy was recounting an IRC conversation he had where it was determined that either Kevin Spacey or John Cusak should run for president. Being the data mining expert* I am, I immediately pulled up Cusak for President, a website dedicated to community service, and done in the name of John Cusack.
John Cusack is on my list of actors who's presence in a movie is a good enough reason for me to see it. Also included on this list: Steve Buscemi, William H. Macy, Joseph Cotton, Orson Wells, Jimmy Stewart. The list is longer, but this is all my brain can come up with at the moment.
*"Data mining expert" is a euphemism for "I spend an excessive amount of time surfing the web and visiting silly websites"
- And Speaking of John Cusak: The Monday Morning Quiz (Cusack inspired) is up for your quizzing pleasure.
- Freddy Vs. Jason: Pics from the upcoming movie can be found here I really don't care what the story is. I can't wait to see this movie. The dialouge will be an interesting challenge, considering the fact that Freddy quips and Jason is the strong, silent type. (If it's easier for you, I'll put it in comic book terms---imagine the dialoge if Spiderman faced off against Batman. See?) Unless Freddy has a new side-kick to bounce the bon-mots off of, I predict a large number of uncomfortable silences. Of course, there will be all the sharp objects slashing about to distract of us from the lack of conversation....
- Speaking of Superheros: See the food they inspired.
. Via Geisha asobi blog
- More Superhero Stuff:And of course, let's not forget Underoos (they're fun to wear!). I had these when I was a youngin'. And in their honor, there's a related quiz on the quiz page. That's right. TWO Monday Morning Quizzes for the price of one. I'm too good to you.
- Hamster Dance: I mostly avoided the dreaded Hampster Dance when it was horribly, overwhelmingly, disgusting popular, but when I saw it listed on Scotty's House of Links, I simply could not resist. Fear their insipid, fluffy pointlessness? (Me too.) Then the Satanic Hampster Dance might be more your speed.
- Author Yellow Pages: Wondering if your favorite author(s) have websites of their own? Check out Author Yellow Pages listings. And if they don't have a website of their own, why not see if they have a fictional one instead?
That's all the distraction I have to offer you for now. Go get some coffee and get back to work!
Little Things Making Me Happy As I Update My Blog:
- Zanarkand playing the background
- Kisses on the forehead.
- Haribo Gummi Peaches
- Knowing there is a container of Ben and Jerry's New York Super Fudge Chunk with my name on it in the freezer
- Being tired+wired enough to enjoy the above without being snarky about it.
I am a huge fan of Halloween, and my birthday ranks up there, but Free Comic Book Day is in the running for my new favorite day of the year.
Last year, Pop Culture Boy and I got a huge pile of free comic books; the shop keepers asked us what we read currently, then scientifically deduced what comic titles we might like but had not read before.
We were giddy the rest of the day. We grinned like idiot, we smiled at the tourists crowding the sidewalks, and had conversations like:
PCB: Hey, guess what?
PCB: It's Free Comic Book Day.
Sarcasmo: Hey honey...
PCB: [Looks at Sarcasmo expectantly]
Sarcasmo: Guess what I did today?
Sarcasmo: Got a bunch of free comics.
We would spontaneously break out into the Free Comic Book Day Song, which I made up.
Free Comic Book Daaaaaay
Free Comic Book Daaaaaay
The Greatest of all Days
Free Comic Book Daaaaaay!
When oh when will it be May 3rd?
Post Script: As I was writing this post, PCB called me on the phone. The conversation went a little like this:
Sarcasmo: Hey, honey. Guess what May 3rd is?
Sarcasmo: Free Comic Book Day.
PCB:: Don't toy with me woman. I'm not a wife-beater, but I'll learn.
Sarcasmo: I'm not. I'm looking at the website right now. May 3rd. Free Comic Book Day.
PCB: [Comment about spontaneous sexual release in his trousers.]
We're a little excited. Can you tell?
Post-Post Script: Wonder if this post would count towards this?
Friday already? This week went hella fast!
Some things to keep you from troubling your pretty little head with work today:
- Draw a purty picture: Send your lovely artwork to your friends (or, if you have no friends, send it to me.
- Found on Fun Junkie;
- Not To Mention What Wearing Those Tights Does to Their Circulation: Women in Refrigerators presents a disturbing list of why its especially dangerous to be a female character in a comic book.
- Found on MindDump;
- Albino Blacksheep: Enough flash animation to keep you busy all day. I recommend the Animutation Section .
Argh. Must get to work.
I've wanted to learn Japanese for a long time now. I've tried tapes, and even purchased this great book (yes, its for kids but I am a beginner).
However this animation has made me more determined to learn Japanese than ever. Just so I can figure out what is going on.
It is definitely no Yatta!. (For those of you, like me, still don't understand Japanese, you can find the translated lyrics here.
- Scary Animation by way of B3ta, Yatta! originally introduced to me by Peccable.
There's a new Get Your War On!
Pop Culture Boy sent me a link to Vertigo...Then and Now, a cool little website that shows locations from the Hitchock classic Vertigo, and compares how they looked then to how they look now.
Some places haven't changed at all; others are barely recognizable.
McDonald's, in an effort to change with the times, is planning to get some employees with manners, and make their locations more homey. Wonder if the clown will start sporting a suit and tie, too.
However, it is the following quote from this article that makes me sorry I had a Value Meal for lunch today:
The company plans to introduce a "premium hamburger" made with more wholesome meat.More wholesome than what? I don't even want to ponder it.
- Via Plastic.
Now what will I do with all my quarters?
Pop Culture Boy is really going to be bummed. He loved that place. I liked it too, even though the pumped-up volume and clouds of smoke tended to give me a headache after about an hour of gameplay. They had my favorite pinball game (Medieval Madness), some new games, and a slew of classic games you could still play for a quarter.
This, my friends, really sucks.
Bloody Disgusting is reporting that Dimension Films have aquired the rights to remake the Dario Argento horror classic, Suspiria.
Although I must admit I am not a huge fan of the original Suspiria (its gorgeous to look at, but there were story inconsistencies that drove me crazy), it is generally held by horror fim enthusiasts to be one of the best horror films of all time. Why then, remake it? Why not simply re-release it. Did the Hollywood community learn nothing from the remake of Psycho?
And if they won't look to Psycho, they should look to Satan's School for Girls (Made-For-TV twice, both times starring Kate Jackson), which is a dreadful film with a plot that was *ahem* inspired by Suspiria in a way that would bring about a Intellectual Property lawsuit these days.
Please, won't someone think of the children? And if not the children, won't they think of Kate Jackson?
I'd build me one of these, and clicky-clack the whole day long.
- Discovered on User Friendly.
Odd Todd, the book.
I love Odd Todd...he sure kept me entertained while I was on the dole.
- Via Gimcracker.
Pop Culture Boy sent me a link to this comic, which reminded him of watching television with me.
I can't help it. I refuse to make watching TV a passive activity. Even if I am lying on the sofa eating Oreos while I am doing it.
Hope you all had a pleasant weekend, because the links I have for you today are both fun and disturbing:
- Monday Morning Quiz: Available here for your quiz taking pleasure.
- Bizarre Album Covers:Confusing, disturbing, and frightening. I do know whether or not to be disappointed that no song samples are included. For the record, Organ Fascination is my favorite.
- Via Buffonery.org
- Case Book: Jack the Ripper: I found this site really fascinating. Not only does it have various accounts of the murder, but it also provides screen shots of the Ripper's letters, victims, and those public officials involved with the case. Also there is a wealth of information on London at that time. Hours of intriguing reading for the amateur detective, Anglophile, and Ripper enthusiast alike.
- Historical Photoshop Fox News Fun: What if Fox News had been around to cover formative historical events throughout history? Farkers will show you. (May not all be safe for work).
- Via Boing Boing.
- Otaku World Mascot: Less disturbing than addictive; I've already downloaded 29 of these things, and they cycle through my desktop on 30 minute rotation. It all started because I was taken with the concept of having Lain live inside my computer. (Nerd, me? Nah.) These animated desktop mates are too cute (and I never do cute) for words. Even Pop Culture Boy is charmed by them.
Mascots range from well known fictional/cartoon/book characters, to real people. Three are even adult mascots if you are (a) over 18 and (b) feeling saucy. I admit I downloaded Dirty Goku (the only male in the Adult category), and his suggestive eyebrow wiggling made me blush. (It's not the dirtiest thing he does, it was just the thing that made me feel the most dirty.)
I do recommend you check them out. The mascot program is free, and includes two mascots (Chou Yaru Kazemahou and Lili Kazemahou from Unicorn Jelly. Lili is especially adorable, as she sits and kicks her feet and bobs her head, which makes it look like she is dancing to whatever music I happen to have playing). A few other mascots are available various through various websites, and many more are available from Otaku World if you choose to become a pay subscriber. (I subscribed for one month only, but suspect I will renew readily enough). View them with caution, however, as they are like potato chips; you can't stop at just one.
- Start Your Own Government: I did.
- Torture Your Sims: At least its not just me. And I didn't make a webcomic about my time as an evil Sim goddess.
- Science Blog: It's a blog. And its for learning. Go fig.
The Philadelphia Film Festival has begun, and I am determined to see more than couple of films this year. Today I got off to a fine start with two "Danger After Dark" features:
- Beyond Re-Animator: Sadly I didn't make it to one of the screenings where the director and star spoke afterwards, but never mind. It was gleefully terrible, and unapologetically gory; the kind of movie that entertains you, although you don't know why. I wouldn't recommend rushing out to see it. However, the excellent performance of Jeffrey Combs, coupled with the flight scene that takes place during the credits (must be seen to be believed) completely made those 105 minutes worthwhile.
- Dark Water: From the same director who brought us Ringu (later made into the American film The Ring), Dark Water is atmospheric, tense, and thrilling. How tense is it? For the last 20 minutes of the movie, the theater was so quiet one could hear the projector running. This movie will get to you. See it if you can.
Side note: If you should go to a film festival that often features local directors, take a moment to observe your surroundings before audibly trashing a film you saw the year before. You never know when said director might be standing just a few feet away.
Kompressor:The Girl from Ipanema.
Featuring an alien with perhaps the worst fake French (sorry, Freedom) accent ever.
- Pass along by Pop Culture Boy
I don't know either...but I couldn't look away.
DJ Format: We Know Something You Don't Know.
- Found on Linkerati.
Imagine what the inside of your mouth must taste like after eating at this place. Ugh.
- Via Web Sweepings
This week's Beta Challenge will leave you laughing and poison your childhood memories. Who could ask for anything more? *Note: Some entries are less-than-safe for the workplace.
I just need a change of scenery...
We should be up and running soon...
Aw, heck. Who wants to work on a Friday?
- Nogistalia: Both The Virtual Toy Chest and Tick Tock Toys offer warm and fuzzy trips down Pop Culture Memory Lane. Two warnings: (1)Ignore the years associated with the items on Tick Tock Toys, or you might realize how old you really are; and that's no way to spend a Friday. (2)The Virtual Toy Chest suffers from a lack of pertinent information, and an overabundence of inappropriate church music.
- Both found on MetaFilter.
- Mmmm...Urban Legend Goodness: Surf Snopes and get the skinny on those urban myths and legends being bandied about the water cooler, and delivered in droves to your email Inbox. See what's new, or browse their massive archive by the topics of your choice.
- Nine People: I could find six, and can make a weak argument for a possible 7th and 8th person...but #9 eludes me all together. Can you find all nine? (and if so, can you please tell me where?)
- Found on spacerUK
- Bonus Quiz: Yes, I know, it isn't Monday. But it' s my blog and I'll quiz if I want to. So take the What Eddie Izzard Joke Are You? quiz at Quizilla. Want to see how I fared? Check out the quiz page.
This June I will be thirty (30) years old; a decidedly grown-up birthday. I took some time to examine my life, and here is how it breaks down:
- I do not own my own home
- I do not have children
- I do not have a definitive career path, nor am I able to settle on a desired one
- Most nights of the week are spent hanging out with friends, either watching (and mocking) movies, playing video games, role-playing games, or other obscure games that no one has heard of but us.
- Free time spent in the absence of friends usually filled by watching cartoons, reading comic books or novels, surfing the web, and writing in my journal or for my blog.
In essence: if I can maintain this lifestyle for another few months, I will have grown-up to be a nerdy 16-year-old. Yay, me!!
For those many you who have come looking for news on Al Jazeera (and who ended up here because, like me, they cannot spell Al Jazerra) their website seems to be up and running again after traffic, hacker, and whatever other issues have been keeping them down.
The English version doesn't seem to be up yet, but when it is, the link above should take you there.
Some random facts:
- Hugh Hefner Has Got It Right: I'm rather indifferent about the cavorting women, but I am all about living life in my pajamas. He's already got the adult magazine angle covered...how can I work pajamas into my own career path? Hmmm....
- Attention Advertisers: Anthormorphism Is Counter-productive in Commercials: Maybe it's just me, but I always have to follow the anthropomorphized character to its inevitable conclusion.
- The talking dishwasher receptacles that begs for Jet-Dry? I can only imagine once it's been fed and is in the darkness of the dishwasher, it's spitting the stuff out on my dishes out of it's mealy little mouth.
- The Eggo Waf-fulls commercials have a walking Eggo Waffle that becomes fruit filled by consuming the frightened fruit. Why is this disgusting? Next time you eat a turkey with stuffing, imagine that the stuffing got there not after the bird was prepared for cooking, but rather had been eaten by the bird before it died. See. Gross.
- And of course, the Levi's singing bellybuttons still creep me out.
I could never buy any of this stuff.
- Boobs: I wish I could make my cleavage work for me the way Anna Nicole makes her cleavage work for her. Damn.
Sunday Night, The Anna Nicole Show will be doing a Trading Spaces/Changing Rooms-style makeover.
But with more drinking.
I may very well be in Trashy TV Heaven! Woo-hoo!