A mish-mash of links
World's Biggest Pub Crawl To Span 9 Countries, 11 Cities And 4 Continents In 25 Days
"Think of it as The Amazing Race only with booze." Oh god.
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I'm not a fan of John Mayer's music. However, I clicked a link to his blog today and based on that I think I like him as a person. I like his writing "voice" and his attitude and he's funny.
Here are some bits that amuse me:
On under aged drinkers arrested at his concerts:
In looking to the future, I hope that this will serve as a wake-up call to young fans who may be thinking about engaging in illegal activity at one of my concerts. If I happen to be walking backstage and I see any of you young men passed out drunk on a stretcher, make no mistake about it, you will come-to in front of your disappointed parents with a face full of Sharpie and the sneaking suspicion that you've been teabagged by one of Time Magazine's 100 most influential people of 2007. (July 23, 2007)
[If he weren't kidding he'd sound like an egomaniacal douchebag.]
Wishing his sound engineer a happy birthday:
Chad reads every word of a software user agreement, and usually seeks legal counsel before (if ever) agreeing to the terms of service. So far he has spent over eighteen thousand dollars in attorney fees and has yet to install FireFox. (July 31, 2007)
This past Sunday he started posting about his meals:
Americans are celebrity obsessed, and that obsession shows no signs of stopping. So in an effort to stay on the cutting edge of digital technology and pop culture, I've decided to make the most personal facet of my life public....
I've stamped these photos with a watermark to avoid unlawful publication in the media. The tabloids and entertainment news shows will froth at the mouth, wanting to grant this unprecedented level of access to the world, and I want to be able to thoughtfully control my image. Of my food.
I'm glad he doesn't allow comments to his entries because most of the comments in celebrity blogs tend to be a variation of "omg i luv you marry me." or "I don't want you to think I'm a stalker/star fucker but I like your work and I kind of hope you'll read this comment, out of thousands, and realize that we can connect on a deeper level."1 Not that I've read many celebrity blogs. Three or four, tops.2
Anyway...
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First build with them. Then eat them. Lego you can eat.
Not that I'd consider it food.
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You don't want to be eating food or non-food when you read the following: Surgeons Operate On Girl With Four Arms And Four Legs.
There's a photo. I'm hoping that the following comes off as funny rather than mean, or at least not mean: It looks like her mom fucked an octopus (and yes, I know that would be 8 limbs, not four, but I can't help what it looks like).
If you don't want to click the link, here's a bit for you: The child was born...as a "parasitic twin," a sibling that simply stopped developing in the womb. The surviving fetus absorbed the limbs, kidney and other body parts and she was born with the extra appendages.
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If you're into this type of pop culture, Mr. Clean Jingle Writer Dies
Footnotes:
1 Blogs of writers/actors formerly referring to themselves actors/writers are the exception even if said writer-slash-actor has a part in an upcoming episode of Numb3rs. Also, I think that fans are more likely to want to marry his hot wife.
2 When I used to read Zach Braff's blog I was temped to post something in the vein of the latter but stopped myself. I'm sane. Or so I keep telling myself.
"Think of it as The Amazing Race only with booze." Oh god.
**
I'm not a fan of John Mayer's music. However, I clicked a link to his blog today and based on that I think I like him as a person. I like his writing "voice" and his attitude and he's funny.
Here are some bits that amuse me:
On under aged drinkers arrested at his concerts:
In looking to the future, I hope that this will serve as a wake-up call to young fans who may be thinking about engaging in illegal activity at one of my concerts. If I happen to be walking backstage and I see any of you young men passed out drunk on a stretcher, make no mistake about it, you will come-to in front of your disappointed parents with a face full of Sharpie and the sneaking suspicion that you've been teabagged by one of Time Magazine's 100 most influential people of 2007. (July 23, 2007)
[If he weren't kidding he'd sound like an egomaniacal douchebag.]
Wishing his sound engineer a happy birthday:
Chad reads every word of a software user agreement, and usually seeks legal counsel before (if ever) agreeing to the terms of service. So far he has spent over eighteen thousand dollars in attorney fees and has yet to install FireFox. (July 31, 2007)
This past Sunday he started posting about his meals:
Americans are celebrity obsessed, and that obsession shows no signs of stopping. So in an effort to stay on the cutting edge of digital technology and pop culture, I've decided to make the most personal facet of my life public....
I've stamped these photos with a watermark to avoid unlawful publication in the media. The tabloids and entertainment news shows will froth at the mouth, wanting to grant this unprecedented level of access to the world, and I want to be able to thoughtfully control my image. Of my food.
I'm glad he doesn't allow comments to his entries because most of the comments in celebrity blogs tend to be a variation of "omg i luv you marry me." or "I don't want you to think I'm a stalker/star fucker but I like your work and I kind of hope you'll read this comment, out of thousands, and realize that we can connect on a deeper level."1 Not that I've read many celebrity blogs. Three or four, tops.2
Anyway...
**
First build with them. Then eat them. Lego you can eat.
Not that I'd consider it food.
**
You don't want to be eating food or non-food when you read the following: Surgeons Operate On Girl With Four Arms And Four Legs.
There's a photo. I'm hoping that the following comes off as funny rather than mean, or at least not mean: It looks like her mom fucked an octopus (and yes, I know that would be 8 limbs, not four, but I can't help what it looks like).
If you don't want to click the link, here's a bit for you: The child was born...as a "parasitic twin," a sibling that simply stopped developing in the womb. The surviving fetus absorbed the limbs, kidney and other body parts and she was born with the extra appendages.
**
If you're into this type of pop culture, Mr. Clean Jingle Writer Dies
Footnotes:
1 Blogs of writers/actors formerly referring to themselves actors/writers are the exception even if said writer-slash-actor has a part in an upcoming episode of Numb3rs. Also, I think that fans are more likely to want to marry his hot wife.
2 When I used to read Zach Braff's blog I was temped to post something in the vein of the latter but stopped myself. I'm sane. Or so I keep telling myself.