Endless Repeat

If you haven't seen this take the time (there's about a dozen f-bombs, so turn the speakers down if you're at work). Parts of it have been playing through my head all day "F***in' magnets, how do they work?"


Just trust me - I wouldn't expose anyone to ICP if it wasn't worth the payoff.

Also, this.

In Heaven

In Heaven, I'm pretty sure that this plays on endless repeat.



Now, where did I leave my damn camera?

The Ballad Of Bilbo Baggins

If this song isn't played while the credit's roll whenever Peter Jackson gets around to finally filming The Hobbit, I swear to God I'll cut somebody.

Hello, Dr. Chevalier

Who's my new favorite (fictitious) author?

This guy.



BTW - I have a new pet peeve. It seems recently that the word "fictional" has come into vogue (as in I don't remember seeing it too often prior to the last 6 months or year) to describe a person place or thing that someone has made up. I.E. "If you read it on the internet, it's probably fictional." The problem is, even though I looked it up and it is a real word, it sounds effing stupid and I hate it. Can we all go back to using the word "fictitious," please?

This Guy Has A Tiger's Face On His Bass Drum

How is it that this musician didn't become a household name after releasing this video? It boggles the mind.

Follow It Up With This

This Needs Absolutely No Explanation or Translation

Laugh

Will Forte's face at the end of this cracks me up.


I've spent a lot of time over the last week or two hand-writing some things for the lab - I find that I just can't formulate things into a word processor the way I can with a pen and paper. What surprises me is that considering I spent 20+ writing for hours every day in school, my wrist starts to ache after about ten minutes now. I'm not a pussy, though, so no icing at work...

Talkin' Out Of His Ass, Again.

There's so much wrong with this. I won't go into my opinions (I'm a science-type-person, you can probably guess what they would be). But if any of the two or three people who ever read this sumbitchin' blog of mine want to discuss, leave comments.

All The People Clapping.

Do they realize that this kid is speaking jibberish? Are they so used to hearing things like this that they can assign some kind of meaning to it even when it's being spouted by someone who still relieves himself in his pants?

I'd Go See This.

No doubt.

And Now, From The Northern European Heavy Metal Forefront

I can't decide if I think these are two of the best metal songs/videos ever, or two of the worst metal songs/videos either. Either way, they just might rock your damn face off, so watch out.


A surrealist masterpiece if ever there was one.


It is of the utmost importance that you pay special attention to the lyrics in this folk/metal hybrid.

Randomness...With Lots Of Links

Here's a bunch of shit I've seen recently on the interwebs. I'm doing a lot of watching cells fall into tubes™ today - and all week, if you can't tell.



I'm so glad that horror movies are finally getting back to silly lots-of-blood-but-nothing-too-realistic-with-lots-of-laughs-and-irony-aplenty fare than the poop that's been churned out for the last several years. Here's an example of something new that's coming out (the f-word gets used a few times, so turn your speakers down at work).



I can totally see that playing on late night TV sometime in the future, with some dude dressed up like Baron Samadi hanging out in a crypt popping up before and after commercial breaks.

Reading this made me feel pain. Damn.

I'll take two, please.

What's that last trap supposed to do, exactly? Or is that why they're called "Booby" traps? Bad pun, bad!

I would watch this movie.

I only recognize about half of the characters seen here. Anyone want to enlighten me?

You know, I like Star Wars too, but really? How could this be necessary? How many of these people do you think are fully functioning members of society (and by fully functioning I mean "not likely to creep you out when you have to sit next to them during your lunch hour")? I'm amused that at least half of the women in the "Legion" have expressions on their face that seem to say "I can't believe I let my boyfriend dress me up in this shit."

By far one of the best ideas ever, and from Sir Elton, no less. I bet that book that's one of Jane Austen's (maybe the same one) only with added zombie carnage is pretty good to.

Yup. Half of this looks delicious, half of it looks completely vomit inducing.

That's all. If anyone still checks this out, that should keep you busy for a while. I've got some pictures to put up after lunch (I've got a looooong sort booked today, so I'll be at the computer until my eyes bleed).

All Those "Other" Times...

...When I said that something was my favorite thing ever? They don't quite cut the muster if they have to stand up to this:

B&J Supersquad!

I first saw this thing about a month ago, and since then I think I've watched it about ten times and it get's better with each reviewing. I don't know what it is that I think is so hilarious, either. Maybe it's the blank stare that the guy playing the Joker does? It could be the homoerotic gym buddy jokes. It's definitely not the bad acting. Anywho, enjoy.

Is That Bill Shakespear Sitting Over There?

What I am about to show you has got to be the single greatest thing ever printed in a comic book. It's most likely the single greatest quote ever put into print. It might be the single greatest thing ever said, thought of, or achieved by a human mind. Read all of that in your best James Lipton voice for the best effect.









































It's from a book called "Tarot." I have heard that it's a terrible comic for many different reasons. I have no inclination to ever check it out. And yet...Can one deny the power in that one word balloon?

The Funny

I love these guys:


If I get IO, Digital Cable...

Yup, that's the same company that put out the awesome reggaeton commercial I mentioned quite a while ago...


...Like Cindy keeps telling me I can, I'll be able to watch Flight Of The Conchords somewhere other than YouTube while I'm watching cells fall into tubes©.



The only real reason I'm posting this is because they had those guys on NPR this morning so I awoke to the sweet strains of "It's Business Time." North Country NPR is on a roll. Yesterday I woke up to them using Rodrigo y Gabriela's "Tamacun" between segments.

W.T.F.

You know, I can appreciate avante gardeism (I hope that's a real world), counter culture schlock, art-school films, film-school films, what-have-you on their own merits. Much like the majority of the music that Sting has created in the last 20 years (FIELDS OF GOOOOOOOLD!), I think it's crap, and yet I can appreciate it based on its own merits. Then I see link to some shit like this while I'm bored at work and my feelings towards most of the people creating "art" in this world get reaffirmed.

Is that a joke?