Even More Literalist Fun
We’ve done this before. Take a song, take a video, flip it around, make the lyrics fit the video and — bam! — hilarity ensues. Or, at least, hopefully so. Red Hot Chilli Literalists: The new lyrics to “Birdhouse in…
Month January 2009
Hey, It’s The Golden Gi…EAAAUUUGHH!
Easily the best thing since the Basement Jaxx’s Where’s Your Head At? (Via Real Life.)
The Curious Case Of Benjamin Gump. Errr, Forrest Button. Benrest Gumton? Foramin Bump?
Via Hot Air, we have this delightful skewering of the now-odds-on-favorite for Best Picture Oscar: Booo. Funny or Die removed the video — likely due to copyright claim[s]. Shazbot. -ed. Heh. It is to laugh.
This Week In Schadenfreude
schadenfreude (SHäʹdÉ™nfroid’É™/), noun: Malicious enjoyment derived from observing someone else’s misfortune. Okay, maybe not full-on schadenfreude, but these stories certainly induced a certain wry smile or two from Yours Truly. JammieWearingFool: Somali pirates receive ransom, hilarity ensues. This is the…
Taking Chance
Over a year ago, I volunteered to escort the remains of Marines killed in Iraq should the need arise. The military provides a uniformed escort for all casualties to ensure they are delivered safely to the next of kin and…
…Full Of Sound And Fury, Signifying Nothing
Imagine, if you will, that you have somehow been able to escape seeing Star Wars in any of its incarnations but have managed to pick up its main tenets via cultural osmosis. What would your summary of the plot look…
Playing Catsup
My various browsers comprise a veritable swaying, swinging tower of memory usage, threatening to cause my poor little MacBook to go belly-up unless I divulge some of the various links I’ve managed to stumble across lo these many unblogged days.…
Metal Heart
Tilt-shift mini-faking + time-lapse photography + stonkin’ awesome song + what I’m sure was a boatload of editing = a spectacle that’s beyond cool: Yowsa. Just try to force your mind into thinking those aren’t Matchbox cars.
5 (+1) Bass Lines From 5 (+1) Bands
There are certain bass lines that permeate my skull and just stick with me to such an extent that I am liable to subconsciously hum them to myself for days on end, even when un-prompted by hearing the songs themselves.…
On Loss, Grief, And Giving Thanks
I’ve been trying to figure out how to write this post for a month now, so I figure it’s about time for me to just go ahead and do it, else I might never blog again. I’ve rewritten this post…
