Archive for June, 2010

Key To Life

When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.
John Lennon (via gwenmccartney)


I have devoted way too much of my morning to this

Why hymns need a single bass drum (and nothing else) is beyond me, but I am a godless heathen.  What’s really freaking me out are the kids in the illustration.  Seriously, take a good look at them.  The more you look at them, the less sense this thing makes.  Why does the girl look drugged?  Why is she staring at the drummer’s junk?  How is she able to stand so close to what can only assume is a badly-played snare drum?  How is the drummer able to make such wild swings of his arms and drumsticks without killing or maiming the girl?  And what is up with that little boy?  First off, he not only looks drugged, but I think he’s drooling.  Again, the same issues with proximity to a bass drum and flailing drumsticks.  But why are they depicting a little boy clutching a doll?  This is not a modern album cover.  I don’t give a shit about boys playing with dolls, but I know that attitude is pretty rare even nowadays, much less whenever this tribute to confusion was first assembled.

I have devoted way too much of my morning to this, especially since it is almost my bedtime.  Ah, graveyard shift…

Monkey-Pirate-Robot-Ninja-Zombie: Rock Paper Scissors 9.0 – Boing Boing

It’s about time we had an even-more-complicated update to Rock-Paper-Scissors.

The Prophecies Of Weird Al

But even more remarkable than Yankovic’s cynical, supermarket Norman Rockwell sketches is his prescient vision of America in 2010. The civilization that was dying under the watchful eye of this cultural critic has not only survived, but has completely repeated itself in high definition. Everything that was endemic of 1983 would return again to shape the latter half of the ’00s — a problem that goes way beyond the fact that one generation’s “Ron Popeil” is another generation’s Billy Mays.

How Weird Al Predicted The Future – eMusic Spotlight

Oh, America! Don’t be so stupid.

I want to live in their world

Wealthy people get to sleep in.