:: I don’t normally use content from Cracked.com in this series, not because I don’t love Cracked.com, because boy howdy I do, but because it’s too easy. I could rely on Cracked.com exclusively and never want for content for the Sunday Burst, and that would just be too darn easy. But once in a while I’ve just got to link something from there. Such as this list of hilarious bootleg toys. My favorite, by far, is this bootleg Buzz and Woody from Toy Story. What’s so funny about this? Watch the video.
I’m pretty sure that what the Woody doll says was never, ever, ever uttered in the Toy Story universe, much less any of the three movies featured there!
:: I’m also unlikely to ever get to Buenos Aires — my inability to speak Argentinian is a problem — which makes me sad, after I saw this bookstore. (via)
I miss arcades, although I spent a lot less time in them as a kid than others my age, owing to my parents’ odd notion that there were better things for me to be doing with my saved-up money than changing it all to quarters and playing video games. (But hey, I thwarted them by saving up my money and then blowing it all on comic books! HA!!!)
Kidding aside — they were right, of course; as much as I loved the old-school video games of that era, I had zero concept of time management, money management, or “Hey, I should probably crack open that book that Teacher X assigned me to read/study/do homework out of.” I was unfocused enough; adding regular arcade time to the mix would have been, shall we say, unwise. But I did manage to squeeze in arcade visits now and again. Loved ’em, even if my favorite games tended to be monopolized for hours at a time. Nothing frustrated more than rushing into the arcade, knowing I only had twenty or thirty minutes, tops, before I needed to be someplace else, running to my favorite game, and seeing a crowd of people standing around with their quarters lined up on the console. Ugh!
(And now I find that I can’t even remember the name of my favorite late-80s/early-90s era video game, which I owned in college. I made that game my bitch…and I can’t remember for the life of me what it was called, so I can’t find out if a version exists for any other gaming system.)
The glass of milk would have to be pretty epic, though. I’m thinking you’d need a glass flower vase filled nearly to the top with milk.
:: I’m not a big fan of commercials, especially this one, which is pretty poorly filmed. The picture gets really blurry at the end. Or maybe it’s something with my eyes.
:: Every so often I see an article about bad covers to SF novels, like this one, and I’m always disappointed that I own none of the books graced by those covers. Sigh!
:: So you make something craft-like, such as crocheting a hat. You want to sell it on your Etsy store, but you want someone to model it. Enter your less-than-thrilled boyfriend.
:: Here’s a fascinating article about what authors do when they have to abandon works that aren’t progressing well. No, this is not relevant to me in any way.
:: OK, this isn’t really in keeping with the usual rhyme-and-reason of these posts, but it really strikes me as funny that someone arrived at Byzantium’s Shores via the Google search “the anime parts are so weird in pink floyd the wall the movie”. Well, umm…yeah, they are. Yup. Bow howdy!
:: Bibs for your shoes. This seems like a solution in search of a problem to me, but hey, maybe there are lots of folks out there who hate getting sawdust on their shoes.
:: Here’s an interesting article on pepperoni. It turns out that pepperoni is not an “authentic” Italian cured meat! Who knew! (And, more importantly, who cared! I am, as a rule, as uninterested in matters of “authenticity” when it comes to food as one can get. Is the food good? Yes? That’s all I care about.)
:: Burger Baby. Wow. I could totally go for a…well, never mind.
:: I’ve mentioned Axe Cop before, but here’s a refresher. It’s a comic that’s being drawn by a guy as a favor to his younger brother, who is writing it. The younger brother is five, so he’s come up with a killer storyline about a cop whose chief weapon is his fireman’s axe, and who precedes his attacks on criminals with the battle cry, “I’m gonna chop your heads off!”
Well, if they made Axe Cop into a movie, it would look like this:
Day late, because I spent most of yesterday drooling and clicking stuff with my mouse. Oh well…oddities and Awesome abound!
:: I’m not the biggest fan of Martha Stewart in the world, but I’m a much bigger fan now than when I used to be. Generally, I used to hate her and found her insanely phony, but after she went to jail, I warmed up to her. Go figure. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that our society is run by white-collar criminals who rack up insane profits, drive our economy to near ruin, and then lather, rinse and repeat, while Stewart makes a relative pittance illegally and goes to jail. Anyway, there’s something about Martha Stewart that I find more palatable now than I used to.
Of course, it could just be that I have to admire someone who keeps the skull of one of her enemies right in her kitchen!
“Go ahead, send me to jail. Later on, I’ll decorate my house with your bones! It’s a good thing!”
:: Here’s a twisted collection of Presidential trivia from Cracked.com. Possibly not safe for work, and in general, I find Cracked.com to be one of the most insidious time-wasters anywhere on the Internet. I cannot go there without following links to stuff for at least twenty minutes, so beware!
