Endless Parade of Excellence
Wednesday, March 31, 2004
Tuesday, March 30, 2004
Monday, March 29, 2004
Greek and Latin Scholars making droll fun of clumsy references to ancient history in today's headlines: hilarious if you like this sort of thing.
(posted by VB)
Sunday, March 28, 2004
Friday, March 26, 2004
If you have a bunch of drink boxes, you can make a really big picture of the two Kims.
(via Mr. Pants)
“She is not a mutant,” Loedermann said. “She’s just a plain and ordinary kitten.”
Dammit, what do you have to do to be considered a mutant these days?
Last night I had to start a new foil ball. It had got to the point where the average size of the scraps of foil we'd been adding was just too small to make them stick. The ball was at least 5 years old, and was frequently pounded with a hammer to compact it. It's not fair cheating by just wrapping huge sheets on, like that lady in the picture. Other balls are made out of cigarette foil, or candy bar foil, which is waxed, and will stick to itself. I tried to spray the scraps with Krylon sparay adhesive, but it didn't work. Suggestions welcome.
"All of a sudden, he pulled out of his pocket a string of firecrackers and asked, 'Where can we set these off?'"
Smoking Dope With Thomas Pynchon
Thursday, March 25, 2004
Ghost town. It's back, and improved. Do not miss it.
Dude, that's soup. No way, dude.
Tuesday, March 23, 2004
Monday, March 22, 2004
We need to do this in Toronto. Too bad the place where Vaughn Bark and I used to pull stunts like this is now an uber-trendy hotspot.
"It's just like the ones you found under rocks as a kid, only it's really fucking big. It even rolls up into a ball!"
Sunday, March 21, 2004
HELLO! I AM BENDY KITTEN
I AM THE PRODUCT OF TOO LITTLE KNOWLEDGE WHEN BREEDING.
I AM A WONDERFUL KITTEN, BUT PLEASE DON'T MAKE MORE LIKE ME!!!!
(posted by VB).
We're not devovled from brain-eating monkeys. No way.
Survival of the fittest explained.
(posted by VB).
Friday, March 19, 2004
A Dictionary of Units of Measurement.
Thursday, March 18, 2004
Glowing weird-ass stuff from the bottom of the sea.
Things go better with Coke. Things like cabbage.
I would actually eat this.
We're looking for the worst Kraft recipes.
Like Day-of-the-Dead Bread. You make it with Koolaid. Get it? Or how 'bout sweet potatoes with marshmallows? God only knows what horrors lurk on that site. Drill down, and send em in, kids.
Constipated from that Atkins diet? Try some meat in your bran muffins.
Tuesday, March 16, 2004
"Recently I hacked a Mario Brothers Cartridge and erased everything but the clouds."
Monday, March 15, 2004
I think we could use more mollusc activity here. Ponder the Opistobranch Selection of the week at this slug-fest.
(via Clifford Pickover)
(posted by VB).
Original perimeter barbed-wire topped chainlink fence intact.
360 degree view. Few Neighbors. Private, secluded location.
APPOINTMENT REQUIRED FOR SHOWINGS
DO NOT TRESSPASS OR DISTURB EXISTING TENANTS
$3,950,000 Minimum Sales Price
International Vintage Electronics Museum
"NOTE: This is not a virtual museum. The exhibits really do exhist,(sic) the books are on our shelves etc. but, if you would like to visit, PLEASE phone beforehand. Thank you. (. . . and Yes! We have an electronic alarm in operation. Also a police station nearby . . .) "
What could possibly follow up to the ultimate compendium of WASFTBOTS? Nothing less than a rare and somewhat candid interview with the reclusive Jack T. Chick.
(via Relapsed Catholic)
(posted by VB)
Saturday, March 13, 2004
The mother of all "weird-ass stuff from the bottom of the sea" sites! Holy crap, nothin' but WASFTBOTS!!!!!
Friday, March 12, 2004
Wednesday, March 10, 2004
Obsessive spacehopper fan site.
If you were excited by the haptic cow ass from yesterday's post, maybe you'd like to get lucky.
Tuesday, March 09, 2004
"While using the Bovine Rectal Palpation Simulator the student palpates virtual objects resembling parts of the reproductive tract inside the rear-half of a fibreglass cow."
World's Largest Collection of World's Smallest Versions of World's Largest Things.
(via coudal partners)
Saturday, March 06, 2004
Friday, March 05, 2004
Everyone is blogging this one today:
My Chernobyl Rides
Not to missed. A real-life version of every creepy dream I've ever had.
Thursday, March 04, 2004
You may hear a slight sizzling noise as your brain fries.
From the excellent Museum of Unworkable Devices.
(via Coudal Partners)
Wednesday, March 03, 2004
"What happens when bored morons get hold of a geographical database"?
If the radiance of a thousand suns were to burst at once into the sky
That would be like the splendor of the Mighty one...
I am become Death, The shatterer of Worlds...no, wait, it's just the radiance of
one sun, maybe two, at most, and I am only become shrimp.
Creepy buzzword alert: "corporate worship experience" I hope that the UA3 that I got on ebay makes up for all the shrimp I ate.
Tuesday, March 02, 2004
"Why are you doing that? That sounds like that movie you like"*
*Actual girlfriend complaint about the Synsonics Drums being run through Audiomulch. I took it as a compliment. Now you can play, too.