It is really just an invisible man playing a mean joke.
Oh Gawwwd, I'm dying. knock knock knock! knock knock knock! knock forever more HEY!
Here you go.
Animation: Drue Langlois
They forgot cool but rude.
He is generally the most likely to experience extremes of emotion, and is usually depicted as being aggressive, sullen, maddened, rebellious, and from Canada.
Link (thanks, Matt!)
Pepsi Free was the subject of a scene in the classic 1985 film Back to the Future. Upon entering a café in 1955, Marty McFly (Michael J. Fox) asks for a TaB (Coca-Cola’s first version of a sugar-free soft drink, which was not available until 1963) and is told that he cannot have a “tab,” meaning an account where goods are sold on the basis of credit and not paid for immediately, unless he orders something. He then asks for a Pepsi Free (also not available in the 1950s) and is told, “If you want a Pepsi, pal, you’re gonna pay for it!” (“Free” is here being mistaken for gratis.) Finally, he asks for “something without any sugar in it,” and is served black coffee.
Link (Thanks, Sillstaw)
From: You Must Buy Your Wife At Least As Much Jewelry As Your Horse and Other Poems and Observations Humorous and Otherwise from the Life on the Range.
Dalton Wilcox: Poet Laureate Of The West
A horse of course.
deus ex machina,
Photographer Phoo Chan has seen more than his fair share of spectacular moments while photographing birds and other wildlife around his home in California, but perhaps nothing will ever top what he witnessed last spring while shooting near Kitsap, Washington: a crow riding atop a bald eagle. It only lasted for a few seconds, but Chan managed to capture the entire encounter on film. He shares about the image:
Crows are known for aggressively harassing other raptors that are much bigger in size when spotted in their territories and usually these ‘intruders’ simply retreat without much fuss. However, in this frame the crow did not seem to harass the bald eagle at such close proximity and neither did the bald eagle seem to mind the crow’s presence invading its personal space. What made it even more bizarre was that the crow even made a brief stop on the back of the eagle as if it was taking a free scenic ride and the eagle simply obliged.
The student has become the master.
In the course of raising a child there comes a series of strange moments in when you discover your child is obtaining skills and perfecting their abilities that surpass what you yourself are capable of. It’s a humbling and awesome thing to witness. Such is the case with this friendly battle between St. Louis-based beatboxer Nicole Paris and her dad. He’s definitely a talented beatboxer and taught his daughter well, but it becomes extremely clear she’s taken things to a ridiculously different level. The video is a follow-up to a battle the duo posted online last year. Amazing. I’ve already watched this three times this morning. (via Leonard Beaty, Ambrosia for Heads, thnx Jess!)
If you are creating a sentient robot, add some hair.
Here’s a video of robots falling over on the first day of Darpa’s 2015 robot challenge, a challenge set up after Japan’s nuclear disaster at Fukushima in order to encourage development of robots capable of navigating a disaster area.
Keep in mind that the first Darpa Grand Challenge for driverless vehicles was held in 2004 and not a single vehicle came to close to finishing the course and most failed within a few hundred metres. Did I mention that was in 2004?
Where do you wanna eat?
In Nepal they have a festival that honours dogs and thanks them for being our loyal furry friends.
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June 24th, 2015: Are you a time traveller from the future? Yeah, me neither, I am definitely not that thing I just said. Here is a limited-edition shirt I made that explains how you are for sure native to 2015, just like everyone else!
we’re asking you to come on back to jurassic park and give us another try
the question on everyone’s mind: how can you afford to open another iteration of your consistently doomed dinosaur theme park? well, we found another country willing to fund the development of dinosaurs as weapons.
(it’s paraguay. paraguay is going big-hog on army dinos in 2016)
Q. Are your park employees trained to have a haunted look of panic at all times?
Q. Why was there a live juvenile raptor in my hotel room minibar?
A. we don’t know
Q. I overheard a tour guide casually refer to park-goers as “charcuterie,” is this a term of endearment?
A. if you want
Q. My family and I arrived two days ago, and we are constantly in a state of being eaten. What is your refund policy?
A. ha ha what is that
Ice-T Law & Order SVU Part II
Ice-T causes crib death.
Ice-T Law & Order SVU Part I
On Saturday, I saw a flyer taped to one of those green lamp post boxes outside of Scratch Bread in Bed-Stuy advertising “Cat Hair Pills.”
The poster’s body copy read:
“Cat hair pills available. Made from the finest hair of organic, free-range cats with only occasional antibiotic usage. Two cat choices available, please specify which cat you prefer.”
That was all there was by way of explanation. The poster raised a lot of questions for me, such as: Why would anyone want a capsule stuffed with cat hair? What does one do with a cat hair pill? Does it cost money? Is this a joke? Why am I having such a hard time understanding something as simple as “Cat Hair Pills?”
I tore off a slip of paper with a phone number and email address for ordering. On Monday morning, I emailed inquiring about the pills. A few hours later, I received a reply informing me that since I’m a member of the press, the cat hair dealer, who declined to identify him or herself, would provide me with a sample from both Cat A and Cat B. “Please reply with your preferred pick-up neighborhood and I will consult our distribution database for an ideal location,” the fuzzy pharmacist wrote.
I wrote back with my location. A little while after that, the fur-slinger wrote back with instructions on how to pick up my pills. I was to go to a cafe in Bed-Stuy and tell the barista I had lost my Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles cup. The cup would be green with “George W.” written on the lid in permanent marker. My samples would be inside. I was instructed not to discuss Cat Hair Pills with the staff of the cafe due to HIPAA regulations.
The retrieval of the pills went as planned. So I am now the owner of two large pills stuffed with cat hair. I asked the pharmacist what I should do with them, and he or she wrote back, “Tell your friends and family! God bless.” I tried a different angle, asking what’s my prescription. “Entirely up to you, fellow Cat Hair Pil-grim,” my new spiritual guide answered.
I don’t know what to do with them. My friends have suggested swallowing them, using them to assassinate an allergic enemy, feeding them to my own cat, or snorting the hair.
Photo: Cat Hair Pills
The creator won’t tell me why the pills exist or who he or she is. I asked “why are you doing this?” and he or she responded “I just knew there had to be a better way.” I suppose this is a situation where it’s better to just embrace the mystery. If you want cat hair pills of your own, email firstname.lastname@example.org or call the Cat Hair Hotline at (724) 426-6691.
(Photo: Aymann Ismail/ANIMALNewYork)
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Beeps and Boops.
GO GO PROWRE RAINGRES!
Now, I am never moving back...