Thursday, March 31, 2011

Cute Chaser

Hell Yeah Business Cat!

Nightmare Fuel

Just in case this wasn't creepy enough for you, here is a gears-and-servos version of the same.  Nerds everywhere are getting uncomfortable Portal flashbacks as we speak.

Or the short version... for you non-nerds...

But oh how I love the Curiosity Core...

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

ROACH's Louisiana Chapter

In a post-Katrina New Orleans, Six Flags Theme Parks were selling cheap. We saved so much money that we splurged on the signage.  That's 100% Banksy you're looking at!  (At least that's what he told us... I'm beginning to have my doubts.)

Thanks to jaxonphoto28 for taking this photo of our new Louisiana Campus!

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Shameless Delightful Thing of the Day

It's the expressions and props that really make this, and I'm still trying to figure out if the top left has been pitch-adjusted of if he's really just a freaky good falsetto.

Our team is represented bottom center.

Craigslist Time Traveler

You can tell he's legit because hardly anything is misspelled.

Monday, March 28, 2011


I missed these things so much!!!!

Sugary Death from Above

The Cadbury folks have trotted out this year's flash distraction: The Cadbury Creme Egg Cad-apault.

I chose to egg the Metropolis Chamber of Commerce, but only because I can't figure out where Silver Sentinel lives.  YOU SHALL TASTE MY SUGARY WRATH YET, SENTINEL!

Sunday, March 27, 2011

This Could Have Been Lifted from ROACH's R&D Department

... if somehow that slime mold was programmed to assassinate intergalactic world leaders.  The zinc resistance is just a happy coincidence.


Rebecca Black: Kryptonite for Time Travelers

It's the whole "days of the week" thing.  We know that Saturday doesn't always come after, and it drives time-negotiable individuals nuts.

I still want a sonic screwdriver.

EDIT:  And even stranger, I set this post to publish tomorrow... aaaaand now the header of my blog reads "March 27th".  I broke time again.  Sorry.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Never Wonder What Type of Shoe That Is Again

It doesn't fit the layout, but it's being posted extra-large anyway, because it is vital for all time travelers to know the difference between an open toe and a peep toe.  You can alter the course of history with the wrong type of shoe (notice how the lobster claw shoe looks like it was made for a futuristic alien?  That wasn't mere coincidence, though I can't say the same for the ballerina shoe beside it).

Happy Caturday

via io9

Friday, March 25, 2011

The Shirtwaist Fire

Rasputina did a nice little homage a few years back.  Let's listen to it.


It's been a while since I indulged my Gaga fetish.  It would be just another mashup, but the video editing is just so adorable.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

History Major Heraldic Beast

My new favorite Tumblr Meme.  Contrary to expectations, I don't actually get to see everything first hand*.  Every time traveler from my era knows all too well the grueling certification process.

We know your pain, history majors.  Godspeed.

* (though a surprising amount of hidden camera footage exists.. er, will exist... has exited in future timelines... fuck.)

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Doomsday Device for Budding Evil Geniuses

via BoingBoing

Curtis Cartier is Keeping it Real

When I clicked the link, I thought "Ho-hum, another article that reports breathlessly that People Magazine reported on the RLSH, making this third-hand not-news"

Then I spewed coffee all over my screen and opened my blogger post editor.

Seattle "Superhero" Phoenix Jones continued his courageous streak of rescuing newspaper and magazine editors from wondering what fluffy crap to fill their human interest pages with, getting a mention in the latest issue of People.

 The article goes on to mention Jones' stories of being stabbed and shot, but only to point out that Seattle Weekly has requested police reports of other evidence and has been rebuffed numerous times by Jones' Los Angeles-based PR agent.

Dayumn, Seattle Weekly... I didn't think you had it in you.  Well, online in you.  Your print edition is still what people balance on their heads to keep themselves dry while they read The Stranger.

Is this why The Seattle Weekly never called Tea Krulos back?  Because Krulos was too lenient on real life superheroes in his coverage?

Special thanks to the PJiG blog for the tip.

XKCD: 2009 Called

Monday, March 21, 2011

Smithsonian: Historically Hardcore

Just a slight quibble, but it should read "there's a .5% chance you're a direct descendant of his", because there's a big difference between being the descendant of the bastard child of Genghis Khan and being the direct descendant of the bastard child of Genghis Khan's half-brother on his mother's side.  Granted, it's not much of a difference since it's very difficult to find anyone in your modernly mobile world who isn't a cousin in 50 degrees or less (Obama is cousins with six other U.S presidents, including Lyndon Johnson, Harry Truman and Gerald Ford, as well as the Duchess of Windsor) but still... Genghis got around.

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Let's See what Spiderman is up to...

That looks painful.  The buttercream is a mess.  The piping is a crime against confectionary!

Oh, and there's a spandex-imprisoned zombie on that cake too.  And a Spiderman.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Happy Caturday

I wish my would cat pick me up in a car after I've gotten wasted and slept in an alleyway in what I wore the night before.

It would also be useful for ghostriding videos.

I Will Rip Your Leg Off and Make a... Cane Out of It?

The Ebay seller made one for himself when he had his hip replaced, and it looks like he's doing steady business selling custom-length ones for buyers.  I'm eagerly awaiting the DIY kit; which will include a hacksaw, six titanium bolts, a can of spray-on clear glossy sealant, and a box of hungry Dermestid Beetles, and an alibi.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

It's a TRAP! (A Delicious, Delicious Trap)

Cue the mustache-twirling.

Not pictured: eternal despair and pain for one very lucky little shoemaker.

(Not pictured: the dessicated corpse of one pixie.)

See the more pics of the cake, a step-by-step guide to the entire process of making this cake, and more cake in general at Not Martha

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Monthly Boner Quotient Exceeded

Regulatory propaganda video dispatched in 3...2...1...

Go on, click it.  You need to know what's behind that play button.

Monday, March 14, 2011

Rocket Boobs

In the future, all of our breasts will be polished to a chrome-like sheen, with magic.  Click here for the extra-large version where you can read the delightful ad copy.

Where Heroes are Born?

When RLSH brag about their mixed martial art training, this is fairly close to what I imagine:

Yes, that is a Wal-Mart with an MMA promotion.

Yes, that is a skinny boy and a girl with a notably convex waistline getting ready to spar with a blue-haired, blue-vested greeter looking on not giving a shit.

And this is presumably the trainer, and his young student who is taking this way too seriously.

See, unlike some martial arts... well, no.  There's really no overarching authority for any martial art.  The McDojo controversy isn't a black and white thing, where your school is either legit or a diploma mill with multicolored belts instead of paper.  There's a whole spectrum of suck, and it's not limited to white people in pajamas.  You think that if your instructor is slant-eyed that makes them legit?  That if they trained in Hong Kong then you're being taught the real thing?

I once saw a kid-- twelve if I recall-- do a "demonstration" for my class and he was a three or four degree black belt (complete with slanty-eyed instructor, which he mentioned several times).  It was like watching jazz calisthenics.  He hopped, he pirouetted, he kicked, he announced proudly that after six years of hard work he'd achieved mastery of his mind and body  I remember thinking to myself  "You know, if I grabbed his two foot long rat tail (yes, those exist in the future) I'm fairly certain he'd be incapacitated until I'd successfully torn it out by it's roots" (the recommended action when presented with any rat tail).

I was even enrolled in a karate school for a while-- honky white instructor who wore parachute pants (some fashions never die)-- and I walked away after two years with a purple belt and a renewed faith in the international style of girl fights, where the emphasis is on ripped ear lobes, torn hair, and beating your opponent senseless with your shoes (NSFW language)

Mixed Martial arts adds a whole new dimension of suck.  Why?  Because there's not even sage old masters to fall back on (traditional martial arts still have a few of those).  Literally any jackass who's completed a DVD instruction series in Tae Kwon Do and wrestled in highschool can claim he's MMA proficient.

The sheer numbers suggest that at least a few of them aren't wrapped up in a pseudo-eastern ego wank, but it's probably not the guy in a gimmicky costume, and it's probably not the MMA school around the corner with several posters of the instructor doing kicks, flanked by yin-yang signs in the lobby.

Really, you're probably better off just carrying pepper spray.


Women in Video Games... And How to Make Them Better

This goes beyond "wimmenz are people too, you should give them personalities, you sexist pigs" and delves into questions of biological constants versus societal expectations as a jumping point for writing better female characters.

Aspiring female villains (or villains aspiring to be female-- I'm not here to tell you in what order you should handle these things) should take note.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

The Daily Superpower Blog

The Ability to Knit Feelings

Ability to wield speech bubbles as weapons

Ability to inflict papercuts with mind

Read the Tumblr HERE

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

It's Art

... I've seen that model before, but where?  Am I breaking my "No Star Wars" rule by posting this?  Because my scanners suggest it's from the new trilogy.

The next step for Pawel Hynek is to install a calculator (or other data-processing unit) that unlocks a wheel, pedal, or other mechanical device that users can use to input 'energy'.  It's kind of like charging twice for the same product, but it would be worth it to hear a whirring engine and see its head raise and eyes blink in gratitude.

For now, I'll settle for him making a Starbucks cup mockup with a robot mermaid in the logo.  Tell me that wouldn't be the finishing touch, I dare you.

Monday, March 7, 2011

Mobile Mischeif

Sadly, there are no operative death lasers on board.  You get to pan, zoom, and a few other options; and watch as other computer geeks fight over the controls and burn out the servo motors.

King Philip the Ginger

And the museum doesn't know what hit them.  Typical.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Not Looking Forward to This Having Hapened

The 80s are an embarrassment vortex.  You cannot go forward or back in time bypassing the 80s without at least one horrible artifact popping up.  I go offline for a few days (1764 has terrible WiFi coverage) and this is what I come back to.

But hey, at least my legs will have going looked good.