Lolrus sushi: all ur wasabi r b-long 2 us

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As our devoted stalkers are aware, some time ago the ol’ raincoaster, through no fault of her own, joined the ranks of the gainfully employed. It was a Teeny disruption, which, like so many an apparently-minor event, began a slide down a slippery slope; she may even end up respectable one day!

In the course of such employment, she not infrequently stumbles across posts of genuine interest, sprinkled between the millions generic “Britney Does Something Scandalous/Angelina Walks On Water, Gives It To Dehydrated Africans” headlines.

This post by the Mr. Henry on the Manolofood blog is just such an one.

Walrus. Fucking. Turducken. Sushi.

Aged walrus fucking turducken sushi.

Pass teh bucket!

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Blogger’s Union Strike!

If it can happen to the WGA, it could happen here. Thinkaboudit. WWMD?

via Matt

the blogger’s desiderata

DesiderataAll I have to say is that I wish I’d written this. Go. Now. Read the whole thing.

Stumble aimlessly amid the trolls and waste, but remember what peace there be in staring at your toes for a couple of weeks. As far as possible without surrender, be on good terms with all readers. Publish your posts quietly and clearly, and listen to podcasts, even the dull and garbled, for they too have a right to hog bandwidth. Avoid loud and aggressive bloggers. They are pains in the ass.

GO.

travel tips with Alan Cumming

Alan Cumming is Naughty Santa

As the dreaded holiday season approacheth, more and more of us will be taking to the skies in a desperate attempt to put in brownie point-garnering facetime with relatives whose very existence is the bane of ours. Just die already and leave me the pearls and the cottage, dammit!

Naturally, airplanes stuffed with hundreds of passengers with nothing in their future but a potentially-fatal planeride and said facetime with relatives are going to be tense environments, places where we should all be a little more considerate and take a little extra care not to offend. Especially the rentacops.

Rakish Hollywood idol Alan Cumming offers a handy tip to ensure your trip is as smooth and un-cringifying as humanly possible; as a recovering Englishman, Cumming is somewhat of an expert on the subject of embarrassment, so his wisdom is to be treasured and passed on from generation to generation, at least until men start wearing kilts again.

from AgentBedhead:

“I always think the pressure on planes gives you a hard-on,” he mused. “My friend I was just working with said that when he goes to sleep, he always puts the table out in case he gets a hard-on whilst he’s asleep. That’s a very good tip for your readers if they want to avoid embarrassment on a plane.” 

who says dogs can’t talk?

This one can. That is one freaky whippet/Martian cross. I think I’d rather let the baby cry and shut the dog up…who’s with me?

Cross-posted to TeenyManolo, yo.