Well, it’s like this.
See, people in Japan will buy anything. Including, apparently, bro-ssieres.
On the other hand, I can think of at least ONE man who could use this.
Category Archives: humor
China’s Great Humanitarian Effort
At last, a xenophobic nation better known for adulterating its baby food with poisons, executing protesters, and replacing its adorable little singing girls with adorabler little lip-synching girls has passed a law that is truly a service to humanity.
They’ve outlawed mimes.
From the Guardian:
Singers who lip-synch or musicians who pretend to play their instruments twice or more in a two-year period, face having their business licences revoked.
Only professional performers will be covered, which will presumably mean the country’s most celebrated case of faking it – at the opening ceremony of the Beijing Olympics – would be exempt.
Nine-year-old Lin Miaoke was lauded around the world for her performance of Ode to the Motherland at the event. But it later emerged she was miming to a recording made by Yang Peiyi, aged seven . Officials replaced the younger girl because they judged Miaoke more photogenic.
This is progress indeed! Why, any day now they’re going to ban rat poison in restaurant meals! Or maybe just reporting on rat poison in restaurant meals.
At Your Service
Ever wondered how those swanky hotels manage to be so irritatingly perfect all the time? It takes people like this, and if you think this is exaggerated, you’ve spent your work life in places with lower standards.
stolen from CelebritySmack
“At Your Service” is a fast ride of traditional 2D animation (composited in Adobe AE) with a new character from Michael Jantze, creator of “The Norm” comic strip. Mr. Lux is only happy when he delivers five-star service to his hotel guests. This LXR Hotel orientation film was an official selection of Festival de Cannes 2008 Short Film Corner and winner of three Create Awards 2008. More at http://jantze.com
You can tell that’s translated from swanky French by the word “composited,” which to Canadian ears sounds like it was fished out of the bin in the garden, along with several exotic species of mushrooms. Which we do not rule out entirely.
The Next James Bond?
Could this be him? A classic English smoothie of “a certain age” who’s more popular than ever thanks to the kind of spontaneous orgasm of fandom the world hasn’t seen since Beatlemania, he certainly looks the part on paper. As for whether he does the same in photos, well you can judge for yourself: Continue reading
Hacked? Back!
Not exactly sure what’s been going on, but all of a sudden WordPress didn’t like my password. In fact, they refused to accept it and let me into my own blog, no matter how many times I batted the monitor and screamed.
Imagine!
In any case, whether it was a password hack or technical difficulty, either on their end or on mine, all is now back to normal except that I’m too tired to post anything meaningful today, so here are two gay Christmas trees; you tell me which is gayer:
From our Utah correspondent:
The Rainbow Christmas Tree. All it needs is one of those spinning tree bases and the Barry Manilow Christmas Album (you may substitute Ricky Martin or anything from High School Musical if you’re of a youthfuller generation)
And this tree, spotted today up on Main Street in Vancouver:
Oops, removed! It didn’t work so good, sorry
The Pink Pine of Main Street. This was so awe-inspiring that the bus driver stopped right beside it and opened the doors so I could take a clear shot. Since I was doing bus rider surveys all up and down Main Street and the buses here don’t normally stop in the middle of a block for photo-ops, I had the attention of the entire bus. And I must say, the photo has much more detail than I thought and a lovely Seventies hypercolour flat feel to it, just freaky enough. Believe me, it was plenty freaky in real (plastic) life, especially in the early part of November.
So, after I did the picture-snapping thing I continued with the bus rider surveys and one woman was clearly bursting to talk with me. Turns out she knows the guy in the house. She told me he starts this early every year, and we ain’t seen nuthin’ yet, because by early December the entire yard is a Nativity scene and the entire house is covered with lights. Now, given the neighborhood and all the fellow is probably straight, but in the way one looks at the prodigal son and thinks “some day his parents are going to realize…” I think it fair to conclude that this Christmas tree is, if not actually gay, at least significantly bi-curious. We all want to know what you bought us for Christmas, don’t we?
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