Friday, July 18, 2008
Sugarman
Props to whoever did the Babelfish side column.
Both the Russian and French translations mean "Man of Sugar of Dan". SO GOOD.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Bros Own America
Pabst is now the biggest American-owned beer maker.
And if ya ever see me drinking a Bud...
WTF
Who are these two new "Small Pictures of Cute Celebrities" additions? Because I may not know my pop culture and thus can't comment on their celeb status, I do know they bring the average hotness of the list down pretty far. YOU'VE GOT TO BE CUTE TO BE ON MY SIDEBAR.
Also, while I really like the new layout, my one critique, and I only say this because maybe you can fix it Colin, is that it's hard to know when one post ends and another begins.
Spam Poetry
The email:
From: Hubby Noon
Subject: :)
Clearly spam, right? Well. it was. But... it was also beautiful. Here is my found Spam poetry. (Formatting added).
Vignette Silhouettes
by Hubby Noon
I.
Me. Ha!
Well, said miss marple,
that is the end uses of a 'gents' furnishings store.'
gopher prairie his 'you're very
quick on to the mark, m Poirot.
An actor, too.
Goodlooking
fellow. And knows he her for a time with silent sorrow,
and then approaching a long
while
i
got to sleep
and i guess i must marple
had put her head a little
on one side and
with a footing for the moment in mexico,
had designs the gate
now
to the right among the laurels.
II.
We at madelon at all, although
he still held fast no account must they eat
the feathers.
Farag in came late in august.
We were allowed
thirty days' aunt jane, this is one up to you.
I can't think
jean had again the very agreeable spectacle of
and if he be the king
i shall serve him as loyally.
-2008
All-Stars Squared
Colin, this is probably especially pertinent to you.
As I was running along the beach this morning, I stopped to watch what I thought was beach volleyball (I guess to be honest I stopped to watch a few guys I thought were really attractive playing beach volleyball). Instead, though, they were hitting a soccer ball while using a volleyball net. From what I gathered, players could kick the ball over the net, head-butt it over the net, or chest-hit it over the net. It's called futevolei and, according to the website, the sport "born on the beaches of Rio is taking over the world!" NEXT STOP: CARLETON COLLEGE FALL IMs! GET ON IT KEVZ!
Just kidding, none of us has the coordination to play it. Or the sculpted bronze bod that also seems a requisite.
In other news, these phantom posts need to stop.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Project Runway Live Brog
Live-blogging Project Runway.
11:51 - I receive Leah's email telling me to live-blog Project Runway. Seeing as I am watching the premiere right now, I felt like this was a fantastic idea, even though I'm already a few minutes in.
11:52 - They're ready for their first challenge, but they won't figure it out until the morning. They're drinking now. On a roof. One is named Suede. Suede!?
11:53 - One designer says she can make a 3 piece suit in 8 hours. She has curly hair.
11:55 - A toast! To Project Runway season 5! Hedi Klum is happy. It's a good thing she's not pregnant this time. She's drinking. She's going to be smashed this entire season.
11:55 - The amount I look forward to getting to know this diverse group of characters is unbelievable.
11:56 - They're repeating the first Project Runway challenge ever. OMFG AUSTIN SCARLETT IS THE GUEST JUDGE OF THE FOOD CHALLENGE. The gay dudes are swooooooning.
(Austen looks ridiculous. He's a dandy now?)
11:58 - The AZN is making a rain coat out of a shower curtain.
EVERYONE IS DRESSED RIDICULOUSLY.
11:59 - EVERYONE.
<<
I hit fast forward, x4.
<
12:03 - A guy just said "whackadoodle".
You guys, every single person on this show seems interesting. I'm so excited.
12:04 - Some idiot elder rocker was relying on trash bags for her fabric but found out that they suck as fabric. Idiot!
12:06 - A girl made a gorgeous fabric out of vacuum cleaner bags dyed with bleach and stuff. It looks marbelized and awesome.
12:08 - Like, a ton of idiots in a row are using table cloths. Tim Gunn called them "a bunch of slackers". They went to a grocery store... and half of them grabbed a fabric to work with. Fucking dolts.
<
12:12 - "If I'm the first idiot eliminated, I'll be the jackass of the nation." - idiot elder rocker
Actually, all of these people are idiots. Dammit.
I'm getting thirsty.
12:20 - Some of these dresses are cool. Kudos again to the vacuum bag bleach girl.
12:23 - AZN is terrrrrrible.
12:25 - No, seriously, you've gotta see those vacuum bags. That's my favorite.
12:28 - Blayne is in the bottom 3. His dress is hideous (think diaper), but if he leaves I'm going to be really upset.
Commercials.
12:29 - Vacuum girl won! It was really really good. She's my favorite.
12:30 - Blayne was 3rd from bottom. Good.
12:30 - AZN vs. elder rocker. WHO WILL LOSE!?
12:31 - AZN is gone. Poor guy.
The end.
XTREME
This Friday, for my job, I'm leading voter registration efforts here-
Full report when I get back.
YOU GUYS YOU GUYS YOU GUYS
The Face Transformer.
Now I'm a Manga cartoon character!:
Tom is an older adult!:
Greg is East-Asian!:
Sugarmad is a baby!:
Sciuto is Modigliani!:
James is Afro-Caribbean (just like he's always wanted!):
Mmmm.
And PS: check out how international the Brog is.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
New Blog Rule:
No deleting things from unpublished posts.
Even if it's a hilarious replacement of a bunch of text with an irrelevant picture. That bunch of text is lost. I don't know if I'll be able to get it back. It was stored only on a sheet of paper in the lab. SIgh.
If you do feel the urge to change someone's post: don't delete anything. And credit yourself, like [Colin addz: whatever the fuck picture of Erinrose you want]. Just don't delete shit. Or just fuck with your own posts.
Thanks.
The world will end soon
So I don't know anything about physics. To be honest, I think it's mostly bullshit. But I have some news for you all: THE PHYSICISTS ARE OUT TO DESTROY THE PLANET.
The Large Hadron Collider. Physicists from all over the world have been building a huge machine, a particle collider, under Geneva for the past 10 years. The point: to watch the universe be created over and over again.
That's a pretty cool idea, I admit it. Let's solve some of the mysteries of the universe. Let's get some physical evidence so that physicists can stop bullshitting all the time. And it looks really cool
BUT: this thing has the potential to create BLACK HOLES. And other things such as strangelets, vacuum bubbles, and other things that will DESTROY THE PLANET and which I had to look up on wikipedia.
So why is this allowed to happen? Why is there a machine out there, set to run next month, that could create BLACK HOLES and suck up our planet and everything we know? I think it's because no one understands physics. The evil physicists just talk in equations and quarks and photons and the rest of the planet just stares and nods and let's the LHC be built
But don't be fooled: the world could end sometime in the next year. No degree of self-sufficiency or preparation can save you. Even the most apocalypse-minded of us, with our knife and gun collections, years of jarred food in the basement and sand-lined foundations, could be doomed.
The first particle collisions should occur in October.. so let's just hold each other for that entire month, ok? I'm very legitimately freaked out
Fear, Power, Cartoons
It doesn’t feel exactly right to make an out-and-out political post on this blog, both because I probably can’t write with adequate depth or nuance about American politics (then again, how many people do?) and because BWF tends to balance life updates, net trolling and informal music writing (the following is none of the above). With that said:
The Barack Obama New Yorker cover uproar is embarrassing. Critics, including Obama campaign spokesman Bill Burton, are crediting Barry Blitt’s cover with a kind of power it could only have, say, if a nationwide outcry put it in every newspaper or broadcast in the country. If you’re not familiar with the cover, it’s kind of obvious, but on-target: a basically literal illustration of right wing rumors and suspicions about Obama will look goofy, because these rumors themselves are very goofy.
In going forward with the cover in question, the New Yorker staff refused to give credit to the idea that Americans are impressionable morons, and more power to ‘em for that. It’s a genuine disappointment that many supporters of a candidate who has been (relatively) impressive in his refusal to insult the intelligence of or condescend to the American public are criticizing a work that refuses to insult the intelligence of or condescend to the American public. (Slate’s Jack Shafer says similar things here.)
What’s most worrisome to me about the controversy is how it displays the left’s insecurity about Obama’s ability to appeal to middle America. If his campaign was in so precarious a position that it could be endangered by a piece of broad satire with mid-level public visibility, then I don’t believe he would be the Democratic nominee right now. This is a demonstration of fear, of self-attributed weakness, that the right has every reason to be thrilled about.
Being in New York this summer has confirmed some hopes that I, like a lot of people, had about Barack Obama: he’s generated a sense of optimism and pride in marginalized Americans, and people like me (and probably you) also think he’s pretty cool. I see Obama shirts, signs, etc in black, low-rent areas of Brooklyn…and everywhere else. Even if he is headed toward the center—seriously, fuck that Telecom vote—this level of excitement and solidarity, across racial and economic backgrounds, is something remarkable, and something unique. It’s also something that leaves me relatively unconcerned about hypothetical swing voters who drive Ford F-150s and pay attention to the New Yorker.
TUESDAY MORRISSEY BLOGGING #2
THIS IS THE LAST NIGHT OF THE FAHHHHHHHHHHHHR
AND THE GREASE IN THE HAHHH
OF A SPEED-WAY OPUHRATUHHHHHHHHHHHHH
IS ALL A TREMULOUS HOHHHT REKWAHS
A SCHOOLGIRL IS DENIED
SHE SAID "HOW QUICKLY WOULD I DIE
IF AH JUMPED FROM THE TOP OF THE PARACHOOOOOOOTS?"
LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA DA DA DA
the rasberry
When it comes to Canada, I only have love for the country. Especially, working at my NGO, I've seen Canada champion human rights in the UN Human Rights Council, make pretty pointed remarks about the council's politicization, and I've seen it act boldly, unilaterally, to protect Israel's right to exist; its Parliament has issued some of the best statements regarding filibustering within the council and the HRC's unfair targeting of Israel over other countries, many of which deserve significant attention (Sudan, anyone?). So at work I've been making a list of contact info for Canada's members of parliament, so that my NGO can send them emails. This not being the most interesting of tasks, I've taken to noticing how funny some of these names are.
Meet...
Art Hanger
Mario Laframboise (direct translation: Mario the Rasberry)
Inky Mark (REALLY)
And...why not, some funny Lords I found, too, while compiling a list of Labour friends of Israel (Brit Parliament):
Lord Hogg of Cumbernauld
Lord Foulkes of Cumnock
Also, I just discovered that I can read all of this brog's drafts! Embarrassed by some of your unfinished posts? I've probably already read them. haHA.
Monday, July 14, 2008
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