Meanspirited, isolated, smartassed, underachieving, two-thirds robotic and one-third underemployed, the stars of Mystery Science Theatre 3000 are the Platonic ideal of Generation Xers.
Let's watch as they teach us how to sell Chevys door-to-door:
and possibly the most infamous clip of all, Mister B Natural.
Part One.
"Is that Liberace's mom?"
And Part Two.
"Oscar Wilde only wishes he was this gay."
Let the Americans have their "Live from New York, it's one has-been host and a bunch of regulars you never heard of."
We've got our "Live from the rooftop of the Radisson Hotel in beautiful downtown Winnipeg, it's a pair of nesting Peregrine Falcons" cam.
And raincoaster must remark on how other countries may have rooftop gardens, rooftop dancefloors, rooftop lidos (whatever the hell they are) but leave it to Canada to not only reserve the rooftop for a pair of unhousebroken predators, but to also name the whole damn hotel chain after a stinky old canoeist.
Streaming Eagle Cam roundup here.
I don't really think you can do better than the Sploid headline:
Crazy grandad throws girl to elks
A maniacal grandpa determined to capture a magic moment on film tossed his granddaughter into a herd of elk and then attacked onlookers who tried to save the little girl…
As witnesses watched in horror, one of the massive beasts reared up on its hind legs. The little girl started sobbing, tears of fright running down her cheeks…
Wellsted faces two counts of child abuse as well as charges of third-degree assault and second-degree assault on a police officer.
One worries about the little girl, more because of the eventual fate dictated by her shallow gene pool than for the trauma of the incident. No money for guessing it'll be elk and not deer in the remake of Deliverance.
that Overheard in New York is being gamed by out-of-towners. The horror! The horror! Here's what Gawker's intrepid (can you imagine, she was noting things to blog about while vacationing! we certainly don't know anyone like that around here) not-offically-a-reporter-but-rather-a-blogger discovered last week.
So we caught up with our old college friend Ben while we were on vacation last week, and he excitedly informed us they’d he’d recently made it onto Overheard in New York…
He’d been in New York and hadn’t called? No, Ben explained, it was actually Brian’s story; Ben thought it would be good for Overheard and so submitted it. Brian lives in New York now? No, Ben continued, Brian lives in Florida. So how did Brian’s story, not-actually-overheard in Florida by Ben, make it onto Overheard in New York.
“Oh, said I heard it in Central Park.” Ben smiled.
I guarantee that all Overheards (over)written in these pages…uh, pixels, were actually overheard. By me. Here. Unless I say they were there. Like, not New York there, but elsewhere there. You know what I mean and don't get existential with me young man!
Such as Japan. My friend over at JapanProbe has launched a new blog, and indeed for this contribution to travelling "comfort" his place in heaven is assured.
It's a love hotel info blog.
Rabuho.com : A Love Hotel information Blog!
Ever wanted to find out where a good love hotel was, but lacked the ability to navigate Japanese language love hotel sites? I remember the days when my Japanese was still at a beginner level and I had to struggle to locate “after date” locations to take girls. It was truly difficult to find a good love hotel in those days.
Well, those days are now over, and I’ve decided to launch rabuho.com, a blog devoted to providing the English-speaking population of Japan and tourists with love hotel info. At the moment there are only a few hotels listed on the site, mostly in the Kanto region. However, I plan to update it regularly, eventually creating an extremely useful resource for “socially active” gaijin. Please check it out!
Blogroll accordingly. Me, I've decided I'm never having sex again, so why would I bother?
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