My brother-in-law shared this video on Google+ and I just had to repost it here. It’s a show out of Japan where, according to the description on the video, they “lay out lots of pots on the floor so that they can watch the kittens snuggle into them for naps.” Plus they add in cute . . . → Read More: Cute kittens playing in pots on Japanese TV.
It only took him three years in total, but Pastafarian Niko Alm finally got his driver’s license. The reason it took so long? He insisted on wearing his Holy Headgear: a colander.
One of the more interesting things about video games — particularly multiplayer video games — that I occasionally stop to think about is the massive amounts of data that they generate. Take, for example, your typical first person shooter game — say Halo 3 or Call of Duty –and consider how many bullets are fired . . . → Read More: Rendering 11 million player deaths in “Just Cause 2″ is wicked cool.
When I go to bed at night I often leave my PC on with the monitor turned off and I usually leave Firefox running at the Google homepage. Given Cuddle’s propensity for walking on my keyboard every chance he gets, this results in some interesting Google searches awaiting me upon waking the next morning.
For the past several weeks I’ve been driving past a billboard on the way to work that appears to be advertising the latest wonder drug. It has a picture of a ditsy blonde woman twirling her hair in her fingers with the message: WHO NEEDS TALENT WHEN YOU HAVE REACHEMOL™? Every time I’d see it I’d wonder . . . → Read More: If this were a real product it would outsell every other drug ever.
There’s too much serious shit happening in the world right now and I don’t feel like talking about it, so here’s something from the What the Fuck department:
The little, white, mutant man! He haunts my dreams! He want’s to swallow my soul!!!
There are a few names that can be rough to grow up with. At one of my former places of employment there was a Steve Wiener who sat not far from, I shit you not, Dick Carver. Usually you survive the inevitable childhood tormenting and as an adult you . . . → Read More: Sister Mary Schmuck not happy to learn her name is an euphemism.
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