From Twystneko, via Geekdad, via Dale
In his tomb in R’lyeh, Great Cthulhun lies, deflating. And if you untie him, he makes this sound: Ph’nglui mglw’nafh wgah’nagl fhtagn as he zips around the ceiling. MOST undignified!
Stolen from Neatorama. How poignant, yet… how side-splittingly funny!
And why do you never see “Psychic wins lottery” eh?
It’s called the American Dream because you have to be unconscious to believe it.
George Carlin
For most of the world, America is the great entertainment factory. The New Jerusalem envisionsed by the Puritans has turned out to be the world’s leading manufacturer of amusement and cheap thrills. The colonists and their descendants did indeed build them a shining city on a hill — but they called it Disneyland. In the Declaration of Independence they enshrined, along with life and liberty, the inalienable right to pursue happiness. But happiness is hard. Happiness takes work. Even worse, happiness is a long shot. So America settled for fun, perfected it, and sold it to an eager world. Pop music, Hollywood movies, the seductive sound of ice chattering in a silver cocktail shaker — they are the tangible, consumable expressions of the lofty principles in the Declaration of Independence,
the free culture of a free people.William Grimes, in
Straight Up or On the Rocks, The History of the American Cocktail
Two of my favorite things: Linus sings The Police! A natural followup to the classic Peanuts Hey Ya.
Lyrics after the jump, and yes, I’m feeling a little low lately (like, since mid-December) so it’ll be YouTubes and quizzes and quotations and such unoriginal things (I lack even the strength to bother putting in the social bookmarking links!) until I feel up to laying down my righteous “Meet the Jasons” or “Marathongate” posts. Stay tuned!