Seattle Mayor Greg Nickels said,
“I don’t care what you call it as long as you ride it.”
Yes, folks, that’s what we around these parts call a real friendly city.
Category Archives: tasteless
crab stew
If they’re trying to use this enlightening ad to sell 42 Below, I’m thinking that the plan may have backfired. Click to enlarge, in case the details are fuzzy, as, indeed, they would be the next morning.
From the Clio Awards
. Be sure to click the NEXT button when you’re on the site: the second one in the series is particularly amusing!
Elf you, the Musical!
Oh my, this IS random.
And NSFW, lingo-wise.
As near as I can make out, it’s some kind of pervy European Keebler elf frat house theme song, subtitled. If you speak… uh, elvish, by all means provide a translation!
DIY of the Day: Clone a Beatle!
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, for only $48,000 (plus shipping and handling) you, too, could clone your own morose, heroin-addicted musical icon.
A book enclosing a lock of John Lennon‘s hair has been sold at auction for £24,000.
It was part of a lot of items owned by Betty Glasow, former hairdresser to the Beatles…The inscription in the book reads: “To Betty, Lots of Love and Hair, John Lennon…”
Lennon’s hair had only been expected to fetch between £2,000 and £3,000. By our rough calculations, this would put the value of an entire mop-top at around two million pounds.
“[Glasow] feels that rather than these things being stuck in a drawer with nobody enjoying them, real enthusiasts [could] get their hands on these things.” He conveniently leaves out the bits where Glasow rakes in several thousand pounds and creepy Lennon hair “enthusiasts” get their hands on some Fab Four DNA.
Well, exactly!
Think of the fun you could have messing with a weathered-looking Paul McCartney (“ooooh, who’s the pretty one now, eh melad?“) or a professionally-bereaved Yoko Ono (“Daddy’s back, sweetheart! Didja miss me?“). Not to mention Phil Spector! (“Just coom back to give a deposition, pal! Old Ned says hi, see you soon!“).
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Merry Cthristmas!
Carol of the Old Ones
lyrics over the jump
It’s that time of year again; the time when families gather together (no, not the reading of the will!) and share what it means to celebrate Cthristmas.
It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Fishmen
lyrics over the jump
We at the ol’ raincoaster blog have taken to this like Deep Ones to the ocean depths, decorating not one but four different Cthristmas trees. Which one do you like best?
The Azathoth tree
The Chihuly tree
The Squid tree
and the latest entry:
the Octophrost tree
Octophrost, in case you landlubbing types didn’t know, is the Santa of the Sea. Closely related to the Cascadian Tree Octopus, Octophrost brings all the good small fry of the ocean their presents, which he carries in a large ink sac.
Octophrost is made of snow and ice … instead of shooting out ink clouds to hide he shoots out a mini blizzard of snow, that he makes all the toys himself because he’s got eight arms, and other stuff like that.
Naturally. If Santa himself had eight arms, he’d get all that present-delivering crap over with in ten minutes, and the squalling little brats at the mall wouldn’t have a chance when they made a break for it.
Now let’s all sing some Cthristmas Carols!
[odeo= http://odeo.com/audio/3525903/view%5D
Blue Solstice
lyrics, also, over the jump
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