Practice What Your Preach
Today I saw a guy in a “Rage Against The Machine” t-shirt angrily slapping the side of an ATM.
Dear Peoples of Teh IntarWeb: you can stop sending me this quotation for inclusion in the Bad Review Revue:
“If it had been called V for Vasectomy I could scarcely have found it a less enjoyable experience.” — Jonathan Ross, BBC
Though I appreciate everyone who did.
I love that there’s a Basketball team called The Cavaliers. I like to imagine their courtside huddles go like this:
Coach: Okay, guys: there’s only forty-three seconds left on the clock and we’re down by five. We’re going to need some major hustle to win this.
First player: Oh, it’s always “win, win, win” with you. There’s more more important things than winning, you know.
Second player: Seriously. It’s just a game, coach — chill out, already.
The Doctor Is Back In
Someone must be sending around the link to my Dumbass M.D. post, because I’ve recently received a spate of email from folks begging for the answer.
Well, I kept you in suspense for two and a half years … I guess that’s long enough.
Go read the puzzle, try and figure it out, and, if you get stumped, highlight the following paragraph:
- flOw: Hypnotic little game, beautifully made. Reminiscent of the forthcoming Spore. Browser-based flash.
- Dumb: The Game: Forty-four puzzles to solve, ranging from laughably easy to I-don’t-even-know-where-to-begin difficult. Browser-based php.
- Truck Dismount: Sadistic & addictive. Download.
All via Jay Is Games.
Dollars & Scents
Sean “Diddy” Combs has come out with a new scent called Unforgivable.
As The Queen will attest, I too have produced some unforgivable fragrances in my time — especially after jambalaya night — but I never once thought to bottle and sell ’em for $25 an ounce. I guess that’s the difference between me and Mr. Combs. Well, that and his impressive collection of risible nicknames.