Thursday, September 30, 2010

30 Something

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Embarrassing Early Movie Roles

Actors are like everybody else; they all started at the bottom and had to work their way up.






























The Seven Greatest Embarrassing Early Movie Roles

Unusual Animals

"Zebroid" refers to any hybrid of a zebra and another equid (a.k.a. horse species); the first recorded mix occurred in the early 19th century. Depending on the animal mix, it has different names—a female zebra and a male donkey make a zebrinny, while a male zebra and female donkey make a zedonk

















Go here to see Animal Hybrids

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Wednesday, September 29, 2010

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Link List 9-29-10

15 Images of the Moon as You've Never Seen it Before (via)

Minimalist Movie Posters

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Awesome Things



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Saturday, September 25, 2010




























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The Pros and Cons of Pros and Cons






















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Well, she is entertaining...

Christine O'Donnell is nuts. I'm going to work on a Sarah Palin v Christine O'Donnell thingy for future posts...




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Go here to read This is why I don't clap along on The Oatmeal

The Size of Things














This site is a very cool interactive where you can zoom and learn the scale of things. Really puts it into perspective...

Go here to learn the Scale of The Universe


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White Knuckles by OK Go



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It’s business as usual for a bartender, and one day as he is cleaning his bar when an unusual customer walks in. The man is dressed in an expensive suit, has a beautiful supermodel hanging off each arm, and has a limo parked outside. Furthermore, the man has an orange for a head.

The customer sits down at the bar and orders everyone a drink. He pays for it from a roll of hundreds and manages to get the attention of every woman in the joint, despite having an orange for a head.

The bartender is not a man to pry, but he feels compelled to ask about this man’s life.

"Excuse me," says the bartender, "I can’t help but notice that you’re obviously fabulously wealthy and irresistable to women, but you have an orange for a head. How did that happen?"

So the man told his story.

"A while back, when I was penniless, I was walking along the beach and saw an old lamp, half buried in the sand. I picked it up and gave it a clean, and POOF! out popped a genie. The genie explained that he had been trapped in that lamp for two hundred years, and that he was so grateful to me for freeing him that he would give me three wishes.

"For my first wish I asked for an unlimited fortune. The genie said ‘It is done!’ and from then on, whenever I needed money, it was there.

"For my second wish I asked for the attention of all the most beautiful women in the world. The genie said it was done, and since then I have been able to get any woman I wanted.

"For my third wish — and, this is the bit where I kinda fucked up — I asked for an orange for a head."



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Thursday, September 23, 2010

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

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Teacup Pigs for sale here

World's Best Resignation Letter

Dear Mr. Baker,

As an employee of an institution of higher education, I have few very basic expectations. Chief among these is that my direct superiors have an intellect that ranges above the common ground squirrel. After your consistent and annoying harassment of my co-workers and me during our commission of duties, I can only surmise that you are one of the few true genetic wastes of our time.

Asking me, a network administrator, to explain every nuance of everything I do each time you happen to stroll into my office is not only a waste of time, but also a waste of precious oxygen. I was hired because I know how to network computer systems, and you were apparently hired to provide amusement to your employees, who watch you vainly attempt to understand the concept of 'cut and paste' as it is explained to you for the hundredth time.

You will never understand computers. Something as incredibly simple as binary still gives you too many options. You will also never understand why people hate you, but I am going to try and explain it to you, even though I am sure this will be just as effective as telling you what an IP is. Your shiny new iMac has more personality than you ever will.

You wander around the building all day, shiftlessly seeking fault in others. You have a sharp dressed, useless look about you that may have worked for your interview, but now that you actually have responsibility, you pawn it off on overworked staff, hoping their talent will cover for your glaring ineptitude. In a world of managerial evolution, you are the blue-green algae that everyone else eats and laughs at. Managers like you are a sad proof of the Dilbert principle.

Seeing as this situation is unlikely to change without you getting a full frontal lobotomy reversal, I am forced to tender my resignation; however, I have a few parting thoughts:

1.

When someone calls you in reference to employment, it is illegal for you to give me a bad recommendation as I have consistently performed my duties and even more. The most you can say to hurt me is, 'I prefer not to comment.' To keep you honest, I will have friends randomly call you over the next couple of years, because I know you would be unable to do it on your own.

2.

I have all the passwords to every account on the system and I know every password you have used for the last five years. If you decide to get cute, I will publish your 'Favorites,' which I conveniently saved when you made me 'back up' your useless files. I do believe that terms like 'Lolita' are not viewed favorably by the university administrations.

3.

When you borrowed the digital camera to 'take pictures of your mother's b-day,' you neglected to mention that you were going to take nude pictures of yourself in the mirror. Then, like the techno-moron you are, you forgot to erase them. Suffice it to say, I have never seen such odd acts with a ketchup bottle. I assure you that those photos are being kept in safe places pending your authoring of a glowing letter of recommendation. (And, for once, would you please try to use spellcheck? I hate correcting your mistakes.)

I expect the letter of recommendation on my desk by 8:00 am tomorrow. One word of this to anybody and all of your twisted little repugnant obsessions will become public knowledge. Never f*ck with your systems administrator, Mr. Baker! They know what you do with all that free time!

Sincerely



David Blocker

Network Administrator

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Honesty Works




If you want to be "on your way to getting rid of that vermin you call a spouse," contact Attorney Steve Miller to get started today!


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