Replicating a famous album cover by snapping a photo of you and three friends walking across Abbey Road has been done. The new hotness? The art of the Sleeveface. Simply take what an album cover has started and complete the scene with body parts, instruments or other props. Hilarity ensues.
(via Levy)
Holy f&#*ing s#!t
This movie is outrageous
Brace yourself people
Bless America . . .
Homophobia exposed
Brüno For The Win
Bonus Round: Brüno on Meinspace
I recently broke down and bought the Benjamin Franklin Instant Disguise Kit.
Today I tested this disguise to see if it lives up to its name and the results were astounding: one of the images below is the American forefather Benjamin Franklin, the other is my two year old niece.
Can you tell the real Benjamin Franklin from the impostor?
I rest my case.
This Summer, Dreyer’s Ice Cream has decided to go with a limited edition “economic recovery” themed ice cream:
“Red, White & No More Blues!”
It even comes with its own exclamation point.
Their tagline: “Recovery never tasted so good.”
Really.
They are using the economic recession as a marketing gimmick at a whole new level.
Some suggestions for alternate taglines:
• Looks like you’ll be eating ice cream for lunch and dinner this week!
• You’re not working, might as well get fat!
• Buy ice cream or diapers, make your choice!
• Strawberry and blueberry – the official flavors of valueless stocks!
• Red, White & Food Stamps!
• Find flavor while searching for hope!
The real recession-friendly ice cream:
the 99¢ McDonald’s soft-serve cone.
1893 – Fritz and Louis Rueckheim produce Cracker Jacks for the Chicago World’s Fair.
1896 – Their confectionary product is officially dubbed “Cracker Jack.”
1912 – Cracker Jack begins the tradition of including awesome prizes in the box: whistles, celebrity photos, mechanical cards, spacemen, weather indicators, and tattoos.
1990s – Cracker Jack prizes begin to really suck.
2009 – Paper Cracker Jack prizes are nothing more than a tragic reminder of their former glory.
By the early 1980s (my childhood), perhaps the finest Cracker Jack prizes were the vegetable dye tattoos that came in booklets of eight – slap on your arm and lick the backing, wait five minutes. And among the tattoos, the skull and crossbones or the pirate ship were the coolest. If tattoos came in your box, it was a sign of good fortune and the God of Prizes had smiled upon you that day.
As something of a personal nostalgia crusade, I was able to track down original Cracker Jack tattoos through an online vendor – Geri at Silversnow Antiques has a good selection of prizes and she was generous with helping me find the skull and crossbones and pirate ship tattoos. Geri rocks.
I recently made the commitment:
I got real tattoos of the Cracker Jack tattoos of my youth. Staircase Tattoo in Santa Cruz, CA – ‘Tiki’ Tim did a fine job of matching the vegetable dye colors and offsetting the colors just like the originals.
My tattoos: still fresh, sore, and crusty.
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