Mysteries

I read a big long thing the other day about some unsolved mysteries the other day - watching cells fall into tubes™ can get kind of dull. I thought I'd share, for anyone else who's bored at work. This one kind of freaked me out a bit.

And this is worth a watch.


Anybody remember the ghost car from The Simpsons?

And. I might actually Flickr this afternoon and be back with something more personal later - aside from a rant about Bull$#!% camping websites.

Miller Lyte? Really?

Rooster McConaughey? Guys name is "Rooster?" Named his kids Miller Lyte and Margarita Olympia? Makes naked bongo-playing look sane in comparison.

In Heaven

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



Now, where did I leave my damn camera?

What's Wrong With You?

Are these kids for real...it can't be that bad. Take it like a damn man!

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?

Funny the Things You Remember Sometimes

The other day, for some reason, the memory of something that I *thought* I remembered, maybe, seeing as a kid (I think it was in pre-school, so quite a while ago, back where the memories are kind of fuzzy) but wasn't really sure if it ever really existed at all, popped into my head for some unknown reason. Due to the miracles of the intartubes, I was able to find out that, yes, indeed, it was real and it's available on the YouTube. Here, for your viewing pleasure, via someone else's work, I present this piece of $#!%..."Hardware Wars."





Question: Did people in the late 70's/early 80's mostly look as goofy as these fools, or was this just made by particularly goofy looking people?

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.

The Creepy L'il Guy

Back in June I'd mentioned seeing this (fourth picture from the bottom) at "Castle Dracula" in Budapest, but I didn't have a picture handy. Now I do. What's it all mean?

Wanna Buy Some Slacks?

Who would buy these pants after seeing an add like this? "Buy our slacks, sniff your own butthole." I can't assume that pose outside of a suit, although I suppose you might have reason too(!?). But in a suit? It makes no sense, no damn sense at all.

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?