Thursday November 20th, 2008.
Around 5:30PM.
Edmonton, Canada.
A police car dashboard camera caught this on tape: A meteor between 1 and 10 tons fell from the heavens.
Yahoo! news link
End of the World Bonus Round:
See the meteor falling from multiple camera angles.
(via Geekologie)
Tonight, I sauntered in to a bar by my home.
I know the bar and they know me: I’m local.
An event was going on and I couldn’t get in. The place was rented-out for the next few hours: it was a 10 year highschool reunion.
Within seconds, I had formulated the plan for “Operation Promdate.”
It is Saturday night, I’m bored, and this seemed like a fun challenge:
I will crash a highschool reunion.
I went home and in 15 minutes I showered, shaved, and came back in a sportcoat and an almost ironed shirt. Because I dressed the part, no one at the reunion suspected that I was an interloper and within minutes I had a cover story, an official name tag, and even a fake wife (a fake “baby mama”): a lovely alumnus, Brigette, agreed to be my co-conspirator. We were not married (”because we will not get married until gay marriage is also legal”) and we had a 23 month old daughter named “Canada” (we agreed to go the way of celebrity baby names, and it was either “Canada” or “Windsock”). When you’re going to be full of shit, you have to have the obscure details worked-out.
I couldn’t actually fake having gone to school with these people, though it was tempting to try. Instead, I was Brigette’s “baby daddy” brought along for the event - I mingled and made small talk with the real alumni and had a blast.
I never had a highschool reunion of my own: the lame-ass alternative education school I went to never did reunions. So, this was the closest I’ve ever gotten to a highschool reunion. And even though it wasn’t mine, it was a great reunion. It was the best of both worlds: I went to a highschool reunion, yet I didn’t have to contend with any of the annoying people I went to highschool with.
I hope to someday attend a wedding in the same way: “Operation Second Cousin.”
Brigette: my fake “baby mama.”
Cool new video for “Black ThinKing”, by combustion.
Black Thin King from combustion on Vimeo.
(via Notcot)
Never again will I eat flan.
The book to buy everyone this upcoming holiday season:
“Natural Harvest: A Collection of Semen-Based Recipes.“
With such fine recipes as: Guanabee Horchata, the Almost White Russian, Tuna Sashimi with Dipping Sauce, Lime Aioli, and Creamy C*m Crepes.
Some questions:
• In restaurants, don’t these foods usually contain semen anyway?
• When will this be the magic ingredient on Iron Chef?
• How many Weight Watchers points for semen?
• It semen Kosher? Is there a shechita/halal way of procuring it?
(via Susan, via John, via Lulu)
The art of Nathan Mazur combined with the music of Parry Gripp.
Up Butt Coconut
(song available at iTunes, and as an extended dance remix)
Do You Like Waffles?
(song available at iTunes)
(photos from Kraft VELVEETA and MyWoodenSpoon.com)
The competition was stiff and we were on the edge of our seats the entire way.
A hearty congratulations to “My Wooden Spoon” for winning the 2008 VELVEETA Casserole Challenge - to make the best/most palatable casserole from Velveeta prepared cheese product for under $20.00.
The winning dish: Shrimp Stroganoff Casserole.
Well done “My Wooden Spoon,” and we at Blogadilla hope that the recent fame has not turned your life upside down.
The Maine Lobster Game: it’s like any other crane/claw game.
But instead of winning a stuffed animal, you win a live lobster.
(photo from LobsterGame.com)
Lemon Butter Bonus Round:
Harbor View Gifts may be one of the last places on Earth where you can still get your hands on a Lobster Claw Harmonica. I’m buying everyone a Lobster Claw Harmonica for Christmas this year.
(via Oh Gizmo)
Submit a good quote for this scene (in the comments section below) and I will post the best ones.
Say what you will about the United States government, but they can no longer be accused of being unconcerned with the world’s dwindling water supply. With all the extra cash we’ve had kicking around lately, NASA has been pissing away a reported $154 million into a Urine Recycler project… we kid you not.
The device is apparently an absolute necessity for life on the International Space Station, whose occupancy will double in bladders next year - since we have no other pressing concerns at the moment. On a more serious note, I’m sure there are prospects for this technology to have a huge impact in the developing world, where access to water is a serious concern, but we can only hope that there will not be too many severe blockages to getting this technology downstream.
As for any sneek peeks as to what the technology looks like… no such luck. On the other hand, we’re sure you remember the last time a ton of money was flushed down the toilet on a pee-drinker.
In the name of clogged arteries and of course Thanksgiving, I share with you the Turbaconducken. That’s right, a chicken stuffed in duck stuffed in a turkey– a Turducken– with each part wrapped in bacon. Make your own with instructions from BaconToday. . . and if you live to tell about it, please share your stories here!
The plot of this film:
Leftovers from the last film,
with a bland villain.
The rest of this film:
It was a car commercial
starring Daniel Craig.
This is one of the first Sweded music videos I’ve seen: it’s a rendition of George Michael’s “Freedom” (the exploding piñata was a nice touch).
And the hot blonde in the video is Blogadilla contributor “Eva.”
And though I hate the song, it has been stuck in my head for hours now.
Okay - We’re all sick of Sarah Palin by now, but this is funny: in a recent interview with Palin, regarding the pardoning of a Thanksgiving turkey (because this is news in Alaska), the choice of background scenery was something of a big mistake.
You can’t write sketch comedy this funny.
(via Susan, via Wonkette)
(photo credits: BusinessWeek)
BMW will soon release the “Mini E” - an electric version of the beloved Cooper Mini. A pilot program will release 500 Mini Es for lease in Los Angeles and New York.
BusinessWeek Link.
Soon many of the nearly 8 million TiVo subscribers will partake of a dream that our nation’s forefathers envisioned over 200 years ago: the ability to order Domino’s Pizza through the television set, via TiVo.
Media Post - Marketing Daily link.
This is my one-year-old nephew and niece (twins).
My older sister made them Halloween costumes:
Luke Skywalker and Princess Lea.
Sweet!
I have to admit - the lightsabers strike me as a little obscene.
I’m lobbying for them to go as “Siamese twins” next year.
Oh. My. God. Click the image below to play.
Don’t die too much or you’ll have to watch ads before playing again!
UPDATE 10/22/08 from HEYWOOD: SuperObamaWorld seems to have changed their model and drastically reduced the number of ads you have to look at! Now, instead of having to watch a 10-second ad every 2 lives, I barely get any! I’d love to take credit for this one, folks…
(via Eliot)
