This is hilarious.
(H/T my friend Scott Faulkner.)
This is hilarious.
(H/T my friend Scott Faulkner.)
…lives to tell tale. Verdict: it’s actually not bad.
(H/T Instapundit.)
when you find yourself irritated and outraged – outraged! – because someone who regularly 1000 words a day of free material – on top of laboriously creating and maintaining one of the funniest and freshest sites on the Intertube – doesn’t update with machine-like precision.
Usually James Lileks posts the daily Bleat at midnight. I look forward to it; it’s a high point of my day. Today he’s almost 50 minutes late, and still no sign of my rich, delicious, Bleaty goodness! Bastard. Probably out swanking with Hewitt and rock stars and Internet moguls, smoking fancy cigars, driving shiny limousines through puddles and splashing welfare mothers, caring nothing for the people like me whose huge contributions of, er, nothing, made his site the profit powerhouse that it is today. Damn you, Lileks! Damn you to Hell!
Or maybe I could get some perspective.
Nah. That’s crazy talk.
When I was a kid, I would spend hours coming up with innovative weapons of war. As a grown-up, I confine my flights of militaristic fancy to D&D – someday I’ll post about the reinvention of the heavy bomber, fantasy gaming style. But I don’t think I ever come up with anything as, er, brilliant as these ideas.
Yeah. I think I could have figured this one out on my own. And fourteen more, talk about your free bonuses!
Warning: Don’t look. I mean it.
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First up…the 20 ugliest celebrities! Can’t say that I disagree with most of their choices, although I think Rachel Dratch is actually fairly conventionally attractive. She’s just an actor and comedienne, and goes for the laugh, which often involves using her physicality in a self-mocking kind of way.