Friday, August 31, 2007
How much planning went into this?
Puberty: God’s Cruel Joke
Remember your teen years fondly? This will remind you of all the horrors. Thankfully, I never had a coach as “helpful” as this guy… can you say “creepy”?
I have to say I never—I mean NEVER have discussed my wet dreams with anyone. Apparently, in the 1950’s, it was just part of a casual conversation.
Have a safe and fun weekend! Watch out for those nocturnal emissions!
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
TRANSCRIPT: "I personally believe that U.S. Americans are unable to do so because, uhmmm, some people out there in our nation don't have maps and uh, I believe that our, I, education like such as uh, South Africa, and uh, the Iraq, everywhere like such as, and I believe that they should, uhhh, our education over here in the US should help the US, uh, should help South Africa, it should help the Iraq and the Asian countries so we will be able to build up our future, for us."
Sadly, Miss South Carolina, Lauren Caitlin Upton, did NOT win Miss Teen USA. Apparently, you can’t be a total f’ing idiot and take home The Prize. But you can be in the top five.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
I’m off work today (mini vacation). Let’s celebrate with a little dancing!
What do you mean you don’t feel like dancing? Watch the oh-so-adorable Mattew Williams and you’ll dance along—oh, yes. You. Will.
Friday, August 24, 2007
I first saw the unintentionally funny comic panels on Yes but No but Yes, but found even more at the source, Super Dickey. Below are some of my favorite panels—anyone who says that superheroes aren’t gay needs to answer to these panels:
Thursday, August 23, 2007
The three scarriest words in the English language: David Hasselhoff sings.
His voice is okay I guess--but certainly not worthy of idolization in Germany. It's just his attempt at emoting that makes this truly painful to watch. Plus, it is Hasselhoff and he's nucking futz. The ending is the best: listen to his voice quiver. I finally get what Randy means when he says "You sound a little pitchy."
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
|Purgatory (Repenting Believers)||Low|
|Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)||Very Low|
|Level 2 (Lustful)||High|
|Level 3 (Gluttonous)||High|
|Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)||Low|
|Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)||Very High|
|Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)||Very Low|
|Level 7 (Violent)||Extreme|
|Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)||High|
|Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)||Low|
Take the Dante's" Inferno Hell Test
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Friday, August 17, 2007
Remember Alexyss Tylor? Ms. Vagina Power is back with another hysterical video--this one blaming white men for subverting young black men because they want the young black men “to screw ‘em all in the ass…”
As always, Ms. Tylor has no facts to back up her statements, but I really don’t know if there is any kind of study on men who "suck a dick up till they hiccup..."
Ignorance is bliss… but in this case, it’s hysterical. Yes, she’s a racist. Yes, she’s a homophobe. Yes, she’s dumb as a box of rocks (and not the smart rocks, either). But, she provides endless entertainment—and for that, I am grateful.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
A lot has been written lately on the NYFD calendar’ cover guy for 2008—Michael Bistera—who was in a guys going wild video showing off his fire hose (nsfw). God love him, the guy is hung huge.
Due to the “scandal,” the NYFD said they were going to pull the calendar and forfeit some $150,000 for fire safety and recruitment programs.
Today, I staggered outside (I'm home with the flu) and found they had mailed the calendar! I thought I got through on some sort of loophole, but when I went to check their website I found the purchase link still active. Upon listening carefully to the press reports, they will not be participating in future calendars.
This is confusing to me: a bunch of firemen shirtless isn’t damaging the department’s credibility, but showing your junk 4 years before you join the fire department does? No, they aren’t upset that he flashed his johnson, they’re upset he’s bigger than they are.
I guess the lesson is: People are afraid of big dicks...
Personally, I think the NYFD will rethink the issue when this calendar sells more than previous calendars and they make a ton of money. That lesson is obvious: Big dicks rule!
Monday, August 13, 2007
PostSecret is one of the most moving sites on the web. Started as an art project a few years ago, Frank Warren had anyone who wished to anonymously mail their secrets on a homemade postcard to his home. The project spawned PostSecret.com—an ongoing art project and the largest advertisement-free Blog on the web—as well as two books.
Some secrets are funny, some strange, many bizarre, and some heartbreakingly tragic—all are fascinating. Every week 20 new secrets are posted on the site to amuse, beguile, scare, sadden and to let others know they are not alone.
This week Frank has posted a video montage of the secrets.
Just because you can do something, doesn't mean you should.
Is it just me, or is it pretty much the funniest thing ever when she struggled to get up after doing The Worm? It's just me, then? Alrighty...
I'm looking online this morning (slow Monday) and I see something that makes me smile:
Sadly, it's about naming your baby... Damn. The alternative might have made for some really funny YouTube videos...
And then I saw this one:
There is no mention of The Governator in the article (or Conan, for that matter). If spraying the valley makes us all big and strong, then I'm all for it. However, if it shrinks my nuts, I'm against it. That's just how I roll...
Friday, August 10, 2007
We go through life, not realizing the struggles and triumphs of those that have gone before us. Strong praise needs to go to Story Corps—maintained by the Library of Congress and presented each week by NPR.
Today, I listened to the story of Larry Young, who grew up a farmer’s son in Tennessee in the 1940’s. He decided he wanted to go to college, and with no help from his family, he went to the local college, threw two five dollar bills on the counter and asked to be admitted. The administrator questioned the self-described “country boy” on why he wanted to go to college—Mr. Young replied, "I plan to make something out of myself."
Eventually, he was brought to the Dean, who inquired if he knew how to drive a truck. He lied and said, “Yes.” “By the grace of God” he drove a garbage truck that paid his tuition.
No one knew he did not have a place to stay, so he found a spot in the dormitory, between two mattresses. When discovered, he was brought before a disciplinary committee—when they heard his story, they found him a place to stay. “And from that day forward, I never looked back.”
Eventually, he became the first African American director of food sanitation for Detroit Health Department, where he inspired others to reach farther.
Mr. Young’s story is just one of thousands available. But his exemplifies the beauty and simplicity of Story Corps: “I've always felt that, as long as I live, I was going to use my life to reach out and touch another life with hope.”
Some other Story Corps moments I’ve discovered:
Pancakes as A Message of Love (It's all about the love)
Daughter Who Changed Parent’s World (heartbreaking and sweet)
Pip and the Judge (one of my all-time favorite Story Corps items)
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
How (you may ask) does this have any connection to me? Well (I answer) I was singing “Boots” back in 1995, when a tragic—and all too common—karaoke accident occurred: I dislocated my knee. Yes. I dislocated my knee whilst mouthing the words, “Are you ready boots? Start walkin'!”
I have never sung that song again.
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you."
Monday, August 06, 2007
I was reading Andrew Sullivan’s Daily Dish this morning and I saw this:
Howard Beale—played brilliantly by Peter Finch—could give that same speech today, it’s completely relevant to our current situation.
We need someone to get us up off our collective asses and shut Bush/Cheney down. We could use a good ole “Nixon resigning in shame” right about now—and Dubya is just the douchebag to do it.
Come on, people. Get mad as Hell—and don’t take it anymore.
Thursday, August 02, 2007
Psychologists at the University of Texas at Austin claim to have catalogued over 200 reasons why people have sex. The actual number is 237, which I find amazing because, if I were to ask any of my friends their response would be, “I need a reason?”
They asked 440 men and women to get the results. What guys did they ask? Did anyone answer, “Well, I’m a guy… and I was awake”? because that would be my answer.
Some of the reasons included are:
No. 35 “I wanted to see what all the fuss was about”
No. 78 “I was on the ‘rebound’ (That’s pretty much the only way I get laid…)
No. 141 “I wanted the person to love me” (And we do love you—God bless the
No. 46 “I wanted to get a raise” (you’d better be really good…)
No. 52 “Someone offered me money to do it” (God bless the whores!)
No. 133 “I wanted to be nice” (Thank you!)
No. 53 “I wanted to feel closer to God” (God bless the whores!)
No. 107 “I wanted to say ‘thank you.’” (No… thank you)
No. 61 “I wanted to be popular” (God bless the whores!)
No. 70 “Someone dared me” (God bless the easily manipulated)
No. 82 “I wanted to get out of doing something” (I gotta try that the next time
someone cute asks me to help them move: “Instead of that…”)
No. 121 “I didn’t know how to say ‘no.’” (Can we get this person’s address?)
No. 87 “I wanted to change the topic of conversation” (I would love to
be a fly on the wall for that conversation)
No. 15 “I was horny” (Really? That’s the best you can do?)
No. 51 "I wanted to give someone a sexually transmitted disease" (Who said romance is dead?)
It’s almost the weekend, kids. Go find yourself a reason and get busy!
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
She’s campy. She’s beautiful. She’s f’ing bizarre! Josh & Josh (of Josh and Josh are Rich and Famous) have a hysterical post of several of Ms. Dickson’s videos from the 80’s. More importantly, they also link two parody videos of the first two—caution: you will laugh very hard and very loud watching them.
Brenda is a nut-job beyond belief. She’s not as famous as Lindsay, Paris or Brittany, but just as tragic. (Can you say “schadenfreude”?) She recently went through another divorce and the press releases she issued are amazing. Written in the third person—although, clearly evident Brenda is writing them—they quickly become rambling and incoherent. I’ve read them three times and I’m still not quite sure what’s going on—besides ‘they are all against her.’
Two of her best lines are while she is wearing what appears to be leftover from Dynasty: "Do you like this gown? It's very dramatic." and "There was a time in my career when I wouldn't be caught dead in a gown like this." Honey, you shouldn’t be caught alive in it, either.
Of the parody videos, my favorite line has to be “My vagine is so big I had to underline it." seconded by “I'm a pirate." (You’ll understand when you see the video).