Category: Humour
oo! oo! oo!
Primate grunts and hoots! Trevor loaned me a copy of Meet the Feebles AND Bad Taste! I can feel an evening of serious video coming on! My place, Friday!!! Man, there’s nothing like having ex-pat Kiwis working with you.
And in other Kiwi news, Tanya’s hubbbay has got his papers and can legally work here. Woo hoo! Time to have a hangi!!!
Single Women
Okay, okay, I plead guilty to some of this stuff. As is frequently the case, the comments are better than the post.
Only for my workmates
This does not reference my boss. Don’t touch this on dialup. For those of you who don’t follow the link, it’s a frickin hilarious flash animation of pummeling the living snot out of your boss. Find the 17 methods of killing your boss in the cubicle…
Stan Goff discusses something… theoretically of course
I read that he had read Neal Stephenson’s Zodiac (one of my all time favourite books) and the discussion went south from there….
Odysseus…. briefly
My mother said it would need TWO limericks, and I disagreed. Badgods.com has famous poems redone as limericks. I just emailed this to the webmaster there:
Odysseus’ yarn, spun by Homer
Made much of the sea-wily roamer
Penelope’s suitors
All ended as neuters
So his bad ass rep was no misnomer
Have you got the time?
always wanted to know what this looked like….
yrs in haste
I have nothing to say. Nothing printable, anyway!
Helsinki complaints choir
It’s the expression on the faces of the choristers while they are singing that makes this video so great.
specifically for Keith
No kidding
Too funny….
Who registered this boat????
pure EVIL
electile dysfunction? Take INCARCEREX
Brilliant Starbucks review
Kyle Darbyson, who writes for vancouver.com, has this to say about Starbucks. I post this in fond memory of Dr. Filk, who will undoubtedly concur with every word.
Howard Schultz has built his java empire on a foundation of warm interiors, canned music and surly service from condescending and over-pierced kids. He forgot to include good coffee. With a flavour best described as “burnt mop water”, the Starbuck blend is bland, harsh, tart, sour and tepid all at once.
The generic interior was a study in corporate focus-group cool, with muted hues of brown and beige matching perfectly with the day old spills and crumbs that covered most surfaces. Mix in some James Blunt and the contstant din of coffee orders more complex than driving directions in Richmond and you’ve got one of the least enjoyable coffee drinking experiences possible.
With my apologies to those I know who actually work at Starbucks…..