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Archives: February 2010

The Nutty Professor

25 February 2010 | 12:12 PM

Listen, Teach, I know what it’s like: your research grant request about the velocity of a unladen swallow was rejected, you were denied tenure and now you have to spend your days teaching bratty, uninterested nineteen year-olds who deign to treat your lecture hall like it’s a LAN party. I get it – being a mid-level associate professor-type at a state college can be a chore sometimes. Still, do you really want to be known as the asshole prof on campus who pulls batshit crazy stunts like this just to make procedural points of order?

Or maybe you just wanted to become an internet celebrity. If so, then congratulations – I’m sure your love-child with Tila Tequila will be adorable.

Posted by Andy in Science (Not Scientology) | Comments (0)

Behind Enemy Panty Lines

25 February 2010 | 11:55 AM

I don’t know about you guys, but I’m definitely partying with the UK women’s bobsled bobsleigh team. Heyo!

I thought that part of the reason that women wear thongs was to avoid visible panty lines? Who cares: fabric failure FTW!

Posted by Andy in Comedy = Tragedy + Time | Comments (0)

Good (Turtle) Fences Make Good Neighbors

25 February 2010 | 10:42 AM

After what feels like far too long of a wait, the latest Auto-Tune The News is out and – even by the Gregory Brothers’ standards – it’s a doozie:

Sure, it doesn’t have Katie Couric singing a vocoder duet with T-Pain, but still, it’s pretty freaking epic.

Posted by Andy in Comedy = Tragedy + Time | Comments (0)

Eviscerated

21 February 2010 | 9:58 AM

Even though I’m a big fan, I hardly ever get to watch Jon Stewart on The Daily Show these days – I’m relatively sure my television only receives children’s channels. But I did happen to catch his monologue about the how overly dramatic blog pundits are, and thought it was fabulous:

Kudos to him for sprinkling some shame in this regarding on the rabid blogging left, who are almost as crazy and foaming-at-the-mouth as the rabid blogging right (I say “almost” because at least they believe in evolution). A lot is made these days about how the political discourse in Washington has become beyond uncivil, and while I agree with that, I think that the people making that charge (whether it’s in the supposed “Heartland” or in cyberspace) should take a good look in the mirror first. After all, while reasonable people can disagree, unreasonable people can only scream at one another.

Posted by Andy in Politcally Incoherent | Comments (0)

The British Heart Americans

19 February 2010 | 3:21 PM

I’m not generally sophisticated enough to watch the BBC, so I’m not much of an aficionado of their wildly popular automobile enthusiast programm(e?), “Top Gear”. But after catching co-host James May’s un-prompted public service announcement for the UK’s ministry of tourism, I might have to start tuning in:

Whoa, James! Easy. I mean, I find Bill Bryson as insufferable as the next guy, but I am not sure that I’d elevate him to public-menace status. Just go us easy on us Yanks, mate: we can’t all be as dignified and respectful as you Brits when we’re abroad, but we’re trying.

Posted by Andy in Awesome (To Me, Anyway) | Comments (0)

Get Thee Behind Me, Blonde Earworm!

19 February 2010 | 1:49 PM

For various reasons I’d rather not go into at the moment, I’ve had Lady Gaga’s “Bad Romance” stuck in my head for the better part of a week. I love (love, love, love?) pop music, especially hook-laden pop music, but there’s something about the particular vocal hook in this song that makes me feel like I’m subjecting myself to trepanation from the inside out. So this right here is my attempt at expelling this faux-Eurotrash earworm from my cranium forever:

...and your little diva-dog, too!

Who knows if it’ll work. I’m half-afraid that once it gets out, some shit by Danity Kane or Taylor Swift will rush in to fill the vacuum.

Posted by Andy in Ummm...? | Comments (0)

Linksploitation: All-Killer-No-Filler Edition

19 February 2010 | 12:14 PM

All right, people: I’ve got lots of links to dump and not a lot of time, so if you’ll excuse my lack of a witty preamble, we can get right down to it:

Posted by Andy in Linksploitation | Comments (0)

Making A Great Impression

17 February 2010 | 1:10 PM

I’m not much of an impressionist. Pretty much the only character I can mimic with any sort of plausible similarity is Dick Van Dyke’s dreadfully bad cockney chimney-sweep from Mary Poppins. But people who can do impressions have my respect, especially if, like this guy, they’re able to get do so merely by uttering a single word.

It’s got me to wondering, though, just what my own one-word impression might be, were someone to be so bold bored as to attempt it. Maybe…..”no-talent-ass-clown”? That’s one word, right?

Posted by Andy in Awesome (To Me, Anyway) | Comments (0)

Me And You And Satan, Too

15 February 2010 | 4:47 PM

Valentines Day gift-giving can be a tricky terrain to navigate. Some girls like candy. Some girls like flowers. Some girls like inviting the paparazzi on their intimate dates. And some girls? Well, let’s just say that these teenaged fellows know how to lay on a little of the ol’ death metal charm for the special ladies in their lives.

Awww.

Posted by Andy in Ummm...? | Comments (0)

I’d Rather Kiss A Wookie

12 February 2010 | 2:02 PM

As an American, male thirtysomething, I’ve probably seen Star Wars more often than I’ve had sex – a concept which is either depressing or impressive, depending on how often you suppose I get laid. Be that as it may, the film’s lasting impact has less to do with the betterment of cinema and almost everything to do with its place in our collective consciousness: to this day, nothing has even come close to supplanting Star Wars as a pop-culture juggernaut. In the late 70’s and early 80’s, the best indicator of societal saturation for a phenomenon could be boiled down to one simple question: could Donnie and Marie Osmond do a parody of it on their variety show? I think the answer speaks for itself:

Kris Kristofferson as Han Solo is brilliant casting, no? Although I’m not entirely sure what Star Wars character Redd Fox is supposed to be an analog for. Incidentally, I’m no Bible scholar, but I’m pretty sure that Paul Lynde dancing with Darth Vader is one of the seven signs of the apocalypse.

Posted by Andy in Comedy = Tragedy + Time | Comments (0)

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