From the studio who brought you Windows ME. What more do you need to know (except that it appears to have been directed by Michael Bay)?
Clippy, we hardly knew ye.
via NagOnTheLake
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Zeus Speaks!
Zeus is my homeboy! Me and my crew are hangin at Workspace, chillin, bloggin, rockin, poppin and lockin…
Well, all that Blogathon energy concentrated in one place? Something was bound to happen. It was as inevitable as the dumbest kid in the horror movie suggesting they follow the trail of blood into the basement. But, like, postitive. So no vampires or anything, if you don’t count me and Raul, who are nocturnal in the extreme.
So, since we had a powerful positive energy vortex building here on the Downtown EastSide, itself a powerful energy vortex, something was bound to happen.
And did.
After that was over, we had this:
And here is Mojave, posing with the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, just out of frame.
We bloggers are a spontaneous, touchy-feely bunch, but after the wormhole created by the energy vortex closed, swallowing UncleWeed, we quickly recovered and got right back to posting for Blogathon. I mean, it’s not like we don’t still have the Tardis.
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Gratuitous Question of the Day
This one comes to us from Michael Usinger of the Georgia Straight:
Who would bring a toddler to Virgin Fest?
By Mike UsingerJust a question–who drags a toddler to these things?
The answer is obvious: ask any Aztec. You can’t have a virgin festival without a single virgin! It’s probably a City of Vancouver licensing requirement.
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The Story of My Life, as told by complete strangers at the New Yorker
First, there’s this:
After a bit more blogging, I decided to become “internet famous”
And after awhile in the Internet Famous game, I decided to get a real life.
Boy, was I in for a rude surprise.
Notice how the lives are getting smaller and smaller as time goes on? Eventually, I will become a pixel.
But it will be a pixel in The New Yorker!
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War of the Sexes: Man vs Woman
Sorry, boys. We own you.
Another in our ongoing series of hilarious, sexy, booze-related commercials. Let’s get the Scots (particularly that long-haired one) together with this chick and breed a race of super-drinkers. Imagine if that happened: finally a date that could keep up with me!
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