Ben Folds is really wishing he wrote this song.
Grab an MP3 version from the Sound cloud page and then go out for a walk.
Your Daily Dose Of “…What The Crap?”
[With apologies to Scott Johnson, of My Extra Life fame, for his coinage of phrase.]
Dear President Obama, what the crap?
Obama Considers Zany Climate Engineering Gadgets to Fight ‘The Warming’.
Obama is apparently considering using a machine that would suck up smog and shoot it into the upper atmosphere—reflecting the sun’s rays—as a way to fight global warming. I’m not joking.
Dear IRS, what the crap?
Tax deductions you’ve never heard of, including allowances for kidnapped children:
Back in 2000, the Internal Revenue Service issued a ruling that members of Congress called “cruel, heartless and anti-family.” It said that parents of a child that had been kidnapped could only claim the child as a dependent for the year in which the child had been kidnapped, not for later years. Congress threatened to write a law to remedy the situation, but the IRS quickly revised its ruling. Now parents whose child has been kidnapped can continue to take all credits and exclusions for which they would be eligible if the child still lived with them, until the child would be 18 years old or is found dead. The one caveat: the child must have been abducted by a stranger and not a family member.
We have a really screwed up tax system…
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If Björk Made Sesame Street Videos
…They’d probably look a lot like Pencil Face:
*shudder* Sweet dreams!
Thanks, Children’s Television Workshop
There’s a very good reason for the sheer face of fear my subconscious encounters each time I’m somehow caught alone in a dark area, and it is this Bert & Ernie segment.
Thanks for 25 years of terror induced by a simple, stupid 5 minute clip.
My Fellow Children Of The ’80s Probably Ought To Look Away
…The childhood good memories contact high that you get off this Sesame Street video may well render you inoperable for the rest of the day:
You have been warned.
Here’s To You, YouTube, Oh Archiver Of My Youth!
I have been searching for years, literally years for footage of the Sesame Street aliens on the Internet[s] and have come up short each time, so it was with great joy that I read this digg thread which pointed to the following:
This single clip, obviously, wasn’t enough to sate my hunger for those wonderfully disturbing aliens, and so I had to hunt down their encounter with a clock:
as well as their invasion of Bert n’ Ernie’s domicile:
and their meeting with none other than Old MacDonald himself:
This nostalgia-fest, of course, set me off on a hunt for more Sesame Street clips of yore which lead to the discovery of how crayons are made, The “Golden AN”, Teeny Little Super Guy, and the all-time freakiest count to ten that I have ever seen:
Egads. That one gave me nochtmares as a kid.
There are days that I really, really miss Jim Henson.