Category Archives: sad

when sturgeons attack!

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Landsharks in New Jersey. Movie stars mauled by legions of Australian jellyfish. Desert Sharks cruising the Outback. Great leapin’ sturgeon attacks! Who could be behind it all?

Putin Sturgeon

I understand politicans kissing babies; although babies don’t vote, their parents do. One has to wonder, however, if either Putin has now extended suffrage to Deep Ones or Chernobyl was really a helluva lot worse than they told us: can’t wait to get a gander at the proud parents of this one!

Cthulhu ’08, baby!

Cthulhu '08

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quiz: Poe or Noe?

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Poe, yoThe latest in our series of interactive, quizzy-type activities is this little gem, which tests your knowledge of one of the most overwriterly of all overwriters, Edgar Alan Poe. Can you guess which is Poe and which is a nobody? Let me just say that apparently I need to lay off the Cthulhu and review the House of Usher.

Poe or Noe?

hot or not: rate my flag

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IAO original logo, yo

Well, not my flag, per se, because being territorial yet impecunious means that I have not yet seized a mountain fortress, nor a tropical island lair. But as soon as I do, I’ll send out an email blast and invite for the opening, which will be my long-delayed and fondly anticipated Freaky Tiki goth/tiki party. The flag, of course, will feature the logo of the Total Information Awareness Project of the Department of Homeland Security, as all Operation Global Media Domination graphics must.

In the meantime, click this link and go make fun of the wallflower-quality flags of Liechtenstein and the Isle of Man. Be sure to check out the link to Historical Facts about each, courtesy of the CIA, and to see how many people agreed with you, because it is so, so important never to swim against the current.

Also: WordPress bloggers and all advocates of freedom, please vote Turkey down!

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the anticlimactic fortune-teller!

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Not nearly as amusing as the Fortune Cookie Generator, but still cheaper than a real Gypsy, this is, however, more likely to be accurate given my well-known diner burger fetish and the fact that I eat at relatively crappy restaurants most of the time.


Your Anti Climactic Fortune


Deep into your future, I forsee: Cold french fries

The Anti Climactic Fortune Teller

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the freakiest story I’m too tired to post

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Manta Ray

Seriously weird. Seriously, seriously freaky. Probably fake. “The one that got away” takes on new meaning in this tale of lost loves at sea…

Via (where else would you expect?) the Guardian’s Political Diary.

“Almost everybody in the fishing business has had sex with a manta at some point,” Makeburu asserts.

What!!! A manta??? You mean one of those enormous, intimidating winged things with a stinger on their tail that looks like an aquatic Batman?

Yep. After all, fisherman out on ships spend a loooonggg time at sea without ever encountering a woman, and, well, let’s face it, they can get pretty horny. No, dammit, let’s make that incredibly horny. Even desperate enough to do it with a manta. Right?

“Nah,” shrugs Makeburu. “Coastal fishermen poke them too.”

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