Walking backwards in Taiwan

Random of the Day: Friday after school I was taking my stuff upstairs when I looked down on the road and there was this guy walking backwards with his shoes in his hand, slapping his legs as he walked. I wonder what his reasoning behind doing it was...there are just somethings that people do here I don't understand!




From Life With a Twist of Beth.

Other people's junk

Writer/comic John Knefel considers some other potential FOXNews poll questions here.

Fair warning

Cake Wrecks

When professional cakes go horribly, hilariously wrong.



Sample more Cake Wrecks here.

Yo

(Via)

Truly brilliant casting

From Funatico comes some truly brilliant casting for a (hypothetical) live-action Simpsons movie. My two favorites are Willem Dafoe as Mr. Burns and Stephen Colbert as Weyland Smithers. Definitely check out Ewan McGregor as Bart, Dustin Hoffman as Milhous, and Steve Buscemi as Moe Syzlak.

Dialing for Jesus

Via

How we say hello

Famapa lives in London, England, and Sandra in Gothenburg, Sweden. Each week one chooses a theme for their pictures -- with surprising outcomes.

Click image to enlarge.



Stop by and say hello to How We Say Hello.

Life Lesson No. 3

Via the whimsically fractured Jon Lajoie.

Pride and Prejudice and Zombies!

Pride and Prejudice and Zombies: The Classic Regency Romance -- Now With Ultraviolent Zombie Mayhem!


By Seth Grahame Smith and Jane Austen

Book Description

Pride and Prejudice and Zombies features the original text of Jane Austen's beloved novel with all-new scenes of bone-crunching zombie action. As our story opens, a mysterious plague has fallen upon the quiet English village of Meryton—and the dead are returning to life! Feisty heroine Elizabeth Bennet is determined to wipe out the zombie menace, but she's soon distracted by the arrival of the haughty and arrogant Mr. Darcy. What ensues is a delightful comedy of manners with plenty of civilized sparring between the two young lovers—and even more violent sparring on the blood-soaked battlefield as Elizabeth wages war against hordes of flesh-eating undead.

[Yes, it is a real book. It even has more than 50 customer reviews on Amazon.]

Fail faster. Succeed sooner.

From Fail faster. Succeed sooner. [Hungary]

Scene at Trader Joe's

From Excuse the Mess, That Was Just My Head

Me, in pipe line (12 items or less line), with 1 (one) can of soup in my hand.
2 people in front of me. Each with about 5 or 6 items in their baskets.

Me: (thinking own thoughts)

Woman in line behind me: (tapping shoulder) Excuse me? I'm talking to you. Can i get ahead of you? I'm in a hurry. (I look at her cart, she's got about 18 items).

Me: I've got one can of soup. This is the express lane.

Woman behind me: I'm in a hurry.

Me: ::blank stare::

Man behind her: Are you kidding?

Man in front of me: Wait, that's all you have? Go ahead of me.

Woman behind me: So I can't go before you? ::Grabs cart and gets out of line. Hitting me in the hip as she huffs off.::

Me, to man in front of me: Thank you, you're very kind.

Man in front: oh, hey no problem.

(Smiles are exchanged.)
I check out.
Cranky woman has also finished checking out and is walking out at the same time I am.
I'm ignoring her.

Her: (hissed through teeth) Bitch.

Public Domain Theater

Today’s feature, The Relaxed Wife (1957), is a surrealistic public service presentation via Roerig and Pfizer. Just think of Mr. Bean, freaked by his Dali-esque living conditions, discovering that he can achieve ataraxia by taking a substance that looks suspiciously like crystal meth but is really a tranquilizer. Oh, and wifey gets hooked first.

Of all the states throughout this nation,
the happiest by far
is the state of relaxation.

They’ll be fewer breakdowns and insomniacs
when more of us
have learned to be relaxed.

Remember: If you have tension problems, discuss them with your doctor.

At the conclusion of tonight's feature presentation, please exit the theater using the rear exit doors, depositing all trash in the receptacles located next to each exit door and in the main lobby. Thank you!


Cross-posted at Scriptoids.

Revenge of the GRE

[NOTE: The Graduate Record Exam is the hellish rite of passage for college students who, facing the prospect of actually leaving their dorm rooms, decide they’d like to spend another 4, 5, or 6 years in campus housing.]

I used to think I was a pretty smart guy. Then I took the GRE.

Ever since that heinous experience eight years ago, I've always gone out of my way to counsel any friend of mine who is getting ready to take the test:

"Keep in mind, it's a test to get you into grad school. It's not like the ACT or the SAT," I'd say.

"It's designed to take top-tier students and spread them out on a measurable spectrum," I'd say.

“Don't worry, it's supposed to be a ruthless, masochistic assault on your sense of self-worth as an intelligent human being that will kick you to the academic curb thinking your only sensible career option is to be first assistant to the guy scraping congealed grease off the floor at Denny's," I'd say.

I never got an exact count, but I felt like I got about 20% of the questions right on that stupid test….

Two weeks ago I took the GRE again.

Read the rest of the story at Wounded Mosquito.

Mustaches of the Nineteenth Century

For an extraordinary collection of era-specific mustaches and invaluable resource links to mustachiana, there’s no better blog than Mustaches of the Nineteenth Century.

From the opening page…

Dear Gentle Reader,

Many of the following pages have graphic and clear images of the masculine mustache in all its forms, both sublime and grotesque. My intent is not to shock or titillate, but merely to inform on the subject. The Nineteenth Century gave us many things, but above all it was a hotbed of facial hair experimentation and this is but a poor sampling of those many lost forms.

This is SPARTA!

Bragster is Jackass meets Facebook. Yeah, just think about that. People who have taken on the This Is Sparta dare have uploaded their acts of courage. Go visit.

Munch-kin

From Ms Julie’s Art School.

If I didn't...

From the delightful Miss Head

If I didn't…

_work as your lab partner in Chemistry
_go on a family vacation with you
_get stuck in a carpool with you
_share a hotel room with you and four others on Spring Break
_drive with you and your sister to Florida
_live on your dorm floor
_drink all your beer on successive weekends
_make you jello for your birthday
_go through a haunted house with you
_bitch about work with you over beer
_try to horn in on your torts study group
_make out with you during a drunken brawl and then pretend it never happened
_spend an entire Saturday with you in another state then never see you again
_go to your wedding because I'm friends with your mom
_act as your bridesmaid
_borrow your car to go buy beer
_paint your living room
_ask you to help me move
_work in student government with you
_have you as my human sexuality TA
_go to your house for Thanksgiving
_ride on the bus with you for junior high
_steal your Legos
_shower in your outdoor shower in an effort to reduce the hangover
_go to breakfast with you after a great party
_share an apartment with you
_know your "french" name from high school
_hang out with you at a Halloween party
_go to the Knight's Inn with you and another 20 people after prom
_drink your wine and eat your snacks
_watch "Lost" with you
_play golf with you
_go to camp with you


If I didn't do any of those things? I'm ignoring your friend request on Facebook.


Go visit Miss Head here. She’ll be waiting.

On her 50th birthday, Barbie looks into a mirror under some really bad fluorescent lighting

Image title: Barbie has grown old
By: imaniceguy
See the website for additional copyrighted images.

[h/t Every Photo Tells a Story]

The mysterious young girl in the big plaid jacket

From Osare [Japan].