This stuff sure beats the hell out of the innumerable sets of stairs and lousy attempts at words that I did when I was a kid.
Kudos for this guy for taking the time to work this stuff out. Or maybe he just needs a date...
[And yes - I stole the headline off his site. Sue me...]
I've never been very artsy-fartsy. Nor am I a fan of so-called "Urban Art" - you know, those big metallic sculpture things that large cities will have commissioned for the courtyard in front of the main public library or some such place.
The Vienna Vegetable Orchestra. Enough said.
Apparently, Air Supply is the crappy music choice of the Orthodox. This conclusion stems from a discussion between a Moose and myself.
For the past couple of weeks, we've been working in the same room, listening to streaming radio (70s and 80s mostly) and occasionally joking about my long-held and deep-seated hatred of Air Supply. At one point, a Wham! song came on and I mentioned that it was, at the very least, a half step above Air Supply. To my astonishment, he disagreed.
This is just too funny. A Japan Probe article reports about a Disneyland knockoff in China. The funny part is that Disney has nothing to do with it. It's owned by the Chinese government.
[Note: The news reports are in Japanese but you can easily get the idea.]
I have no idea if this is real or a big PhotoShop hack together, but it's funny in either case.
If you haven't already seen it, take 8 minutes and watch this brilliant flash piece, Craziest: A Short Story by Liz Dubelman. Well written, well produced and well worth your time. This is what multimedia on the net should be like.
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[Ed. note - If your connection is on the slower side of fast, let the whole thing load before playing (even though the Play option comes up) so it won't catch up with itself.]
What in the world have the good folks at the National Hurricane Center been smoking?!?
You have a tropical storm named Bonnie. Who in their right mind would choose to name the next one Charley?!?
Repeat after me, people - Clyde! Clyde!!!
When the toast has burned
and all the milk has turned
and Cap'n Crunch is waving farewell
When the big one finds you
may this song remind you
that they don't serve breakfast in Hell
The Newsboys - Breakfast In Hell
It's pure fluff, but that song always makes me giggle.