Showing posts with label Humor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Humor. Show all posts

Friday, April 10, 2009

WeFollow

WeFollow has usurped most of my internet surfing attention in the last 2 days. It's a directory of Twitter "power" users so it's a lot of celebrity-types and gurus who have gotten on the Web 2.0 train.

It's been interesting to see who's tapped in, but mostly it's boring. The problem with celebrities/experts on twitter is that their feed is 90% @replies to threads you didn't see from the beginning or it's plainly not them (it's their manager or publicist pushing their shows or schwag). The shopping feeds could be potentially useful, though--lots of discounts.

Paula Poundstone has been a great find, though. Probably her own manager or publicist pushed her into Twitter since she's a self-proclaimed luddite, but the luddite factor works to her advantage--she doesn't know how to @reply or include links, so it's just this clean page of her humor (which is why I'd want to follow her in the first place).

If only Eddie Izzard would get on twitter...

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Monday, March 17, 2008

Happy St. Patrick's Day

I thought St. Patty's Day was this past Saturday. Turns out it was Monday. So what difference does it make if I put this post up now?

The only problem? I'm missing one other picture and I need your suggestions. For those of you who don't know the routine, I've somewhat accidentally started a series called "Renaissance."

It started with this post. Italian Renaissance portraits seem to especially have all sorts of characters, making all sorts of gangsta gestures so it's been fun to look at the "rebirth" that's happened in our culture today. Seriously...I think I could write a dissertation on it. And, hey, I know St. Valentine and now St. Patrick aren't technically from the Renaissance era, but they still have some gestures that have had a rebirth.

So if anyone comes across any gangstas who mirror Pat up there--say, holding their "greenery," pimp stick, and happen to be wearing a hood, send it my way. I've been searching and I just KNOW there's a picture for Pat in this series.

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Peep Show


My friend, Jen, in Portland sent me this picture a couple of days ago and it's still cracking me up. I'd love to give credit where credit is due, but I have no idea where this came from. Brilliant.

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Thursday, February 14, 2008

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Not My Job Christmas Edition

Ryan: The ox and lamb kept time? Those are the lyrics?

Kell: Yeah. Don't you love the image of this ox and lamb tapping their hooves or bobbing their heads? Maybe they get their lighters out and hoist them in the air? Pull their sleeves up and check their watches? Get the metronome going on the piano over by baby Jesus' crib?

Ryan: I thought that was the little drummer boy's job, though.

Monday, December 17, 2007

A Creationist Christmas

In case you're still looking for gift ideas...
Update: This item is sold out.

Side note: I'm probably way late on the pickup, but I've heard all this buzz about Etsy. And while I'm not a big shopper, I could spend hours looking at all the cute, weird, and awesome handmade things for sale here.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Bush's Visit To San Diego's Firestorm

Why is Bush coming tomorrow? We could have used his brush-clearing skills days ago...

Thursday, September 20, 2007

San Diego Weather Forecast

As San Diego braces for a rare "winter-like" storm that is sure to "pack a punch"--so much so that the fire department is providing free sandbags to residents for the possible 3/4 inch of rain--I'm reminded of this video. Enjoy.

Saturday, August 25, 2007

Just When You Thought

White Castle couldn't get any worse, there are these.




Monday, April 30, 2007

Monday, April 16, 2007

Media Monday! The Landlord

In case you haven't already seen it:
The Landlord

Monday, October 23, 2006

Renaissance Part 2














Related posts: Renaissance Part 1

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Renaissance






Friday, March 31, 2006

April Fool's Day

Slashdot totally got me today when I read the "China Buys Google" excerpt from The Register's article today (I didn't realize until I clicked). It seemed strange...China bought Google?? as in the country, China, now owns Google just like they own all the pandas in the world? Plus Ryan's been interviewing for a position with them in Dublin So much for that opportunity in Ireland...

Anyway, it's all pretty funny.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Valentine's Day

Valentine's Day is a good day to reinforce messages of abstinence to today's youth. Make the world a better and safer place by directing the teens you know to Sex is for Fags and Iron Hymen.

Sunday, October 30, 2005

Video Monday! Happy Halloween!

Nothing says Halloween like Stephen King. So if you have the patience to download a new cut of The Shining give it a look. A 25 year-old film editor's assistant, Robert Ryang, entered a contest in the Association of Independent Creative Editors (Their website has more of the winners and their trailers). The idea was to take any existing movie and make an entirely new trailer for it, but the key was cutting it in a completely different genre, which yields entertaining results.

Or check out "The Shining in 30 Seconds (and re-enacted by bunnies)."
Happy Halloween!

Related Post: Happy October

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Ripped Off!

Blast! I can't help but feel that I've been semi-ripped off by The Onion! See the dates on both, to be sure! Whose comes earlier?! Tricky move there, cheeseheads, replacing "machine" with "factory" and personifying the whole thing. I will kill them with my cats who shoot lasers.

Related Posts: The Onion's Matching Fund


Thursday, February 10, 2005

Kanka Koonka

This is kind of funny.

Friday, January 28, 2005

Physical Threat Advertising

Ryan and I recently started adapting our eating habits to fit a diet that resides somewhere between the Atkins' and the South Beach diets. It's called "The Zone." Through a 1:1:1 ratio of protein, non-processed carbohydrate, and fat, Dr. Sears boasts of The Zone's ability to help you achieve "superhealth" (yes that's one word). Sounds like it should be advertised by a big bumpy oily wrestler, doesn't it?



Nothing motivates you more than a big hulking man in "attack" position to impart the idea that physical harm will find you, should you not follow the rules. Let's face it: it's not easy giving up the bread, pasta, and cereal. You may even feel a similar kind of aggression that our friend Rhyno harbors when trying not to indulge your cravings. Just remember that there's always someone bigger to beat the living crap out of you if you do. Besides, it only takes a couple of days to stabilize your blood sugar level so that the cravings subside. In fact, perhaps the biggest challenge of all is that once you're in "the zone" it's often difficult to finish meals and snacks. One "block" of carbohydrate is for example, something like nine cups of zucchini. I like zucchini, but not that much. The trouble is that The Zone emphasizes in the same smackdown way that you must finish your food. Sounds like Grandma should advertise this one:



Yes, ma'am. "Physical threat advertising" works. Especially in the United States. We love violence and have a little of that sadomasochistic Puritanism where we can't be saved until we've had a massive ass whooping for all our wrongs. Think about it. We've been using "physical threat advertising" for decades, centuries even; and it starts when we're kids. Reclining in the dentist's chair while supposedly waiting for your fluoride treatment to saturate your teeth, you may recall looking at a poster on the ceiling similar to this:



Was the dental assistant really waiting for that fluoride treatment or giving you some time to think long and hard about all that plaque she had to scrape off? And then there were those field trips to the downtown library. Does this look familiar?



You might say, "Kell, maybe the ad is saying, 'Read a book...so you can be tough like me.'" But kids are smart. They know Rhyno didn't need books to get where he is today. The only time you'll see Rhyno with a book is when picks one up off the referees' table and smacks his opponent upside the head in the ring with it. Besides, if it's saying "be tough like me," it's arguable that the ad is geared towards boys...on one hand he has long hair, on the other, it may be a savage caveman and club throwback which reinforces the idea of a physical threat--especially towards women. Remember this guy:
Our own government (Gasp! What a surprise!) utilizing a physical threat figure. Perhaps to modernize the idea we should dress Rhyno up in a stars and stripe suit. Then again, what better way to fool Americans into thinking that violence is a part of cultural heritage and responsibility than to use the vintage icon over and over with modernized words and ideas:



Of course the Uncle Sam icon has been dissected to death so if you have any examples of "physical threat advertising," send them my way and I'll be happy to post them.

If you're unsure of whether or not an ad is a physical threat, ask yourself these questions:
1) Is there a lack of smile on the subject's face? Smiling would indicate "friendly face."
2) Does the subject appear to be looking you in the eye?
3) Is the subject in an imposing "attack position"?
4) Does the ad make sense when you tack on the phrase, "...or I'll kick your ass." (ex: BRUSH YOUR TEETH...or I'll kick your ass.")

If you answer "yes" to three or more of these questions, the advertisement is a physical threat. Maybe the government doesn't intend to appear as a physical threat. After all, we know what jokesters they are in the District of Columbia.


I found this on www.discoveryvallarta.com/links.html

Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Staring Contest

I had a staring contest with my neighbor the other day. He won. Just look at him basking in his stupid glory:



What a jerk. He thinks that just because he lives in a building on a higher level that he's better than me. Pssh. Well no siree. He just doesn't...even...know...stupid dweeb.

(Another day's highlight brought to you by Kell)