There are people who are obsessed with all sorts of obscure things. Like paper planes. I like paper planes too.
To begin this tenth edition of Weekend Weirdness, I give you tens. Tens of weird commercials. Ten half minutes of a guy in a chicken suit playing “What is Love?” from Ring Mod on Vimeo. Okay, “ten half minutes” is… Continue Reading
Yeah, I pretty much took off the weekend, except to talk about food. But I wasn’t going to leave you without your weirdness. 100% apolitical this weekend. Consider, for example, the transvestite (female dressing as male) jazz musician who over… Continue Reading
So strange, I just plain couldn’t wait for the weekend to share. I give you — Milkquarious. It’s a rock opera. With so-bad-it’s-good bad music. It’s quite funny. “Way over the top” funny. I think it’s at least half an… Continue Reading
Bill S. Preston, “Esq.” was the partner of Ted Logan in the rock group Wyld Stallyns, who were so awesome they literally saved the world. That is, in the movie Bill & Ted’s Excellent Adventure. The character of Ted Logan… Continue Reading
Hat Tip To PodCatBlack, who thought to start a fight with it and did. But it’s not the kind of fight you might think.
I quite enjoyed last week’s Saturday compliation of the weirdest things I’ve come across on the Intertubes. So here’s this week’s installment. Let’s start with some big critters. I don’t know why but the cow is somehow more impressive than… Continue Reading
Speaking of sports, though, I had a great insight today from a colleague: people who like sports are distinguished from people who don’t like sports based on their relative comfort level with ambiguous rules. See, as we grow and develop,… Continue Reading
For your bemusement on a Saturday, and because you’re probably tired by now of Meghan McCain’s breasts and wondering whether the saga of Balloon Boy was a hoax, I offer a smörgåsbord of internet-based bizarreness: Lady Gaga is really the… Continue Reading
Sometimes, translation from one language to another — whose primary eras of use are removed from one another by a thousand or more years of time — causes poetry to lose its emotional impact.