Happy Groundhog Day

Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow today, so that means, I guess, six more weeks of “winter,” or whatever you call 60+ degrees on the first day of February.

However,  Phil Connors is probably more right:  “I’ll give you a winter prediction: It’s gonna be cold, it’s gonna be grey, and it’s gonna last you for the rest of your life.”

Friday Funny: Man vs Toddler

Friday Funny: Obama’s Anger Translator

The best of 2011

10. The revival of the American auto companies

9. Watch the Throne

8. French fried potatoes

7. President Obama

6. Fucked Up – David Comes to Life

5. Marriage equality in New York

4. OWS

3. Arab Spring

2. The end of the Iraq war

1. Osama bin Laden, Muammar Qadaffi and Kim Jong-il dead. Muhammad Hosni Sayyid Mubarak, Zine El Abidine Ben Ali, and Ali Adullah Saleh driven from power.

The worst of 2011

10. Tie: Dominique Strauss-Kahn and Herman Cain

9. Debt ceiling.

8. Whitney.

7. Fracking.

6. The Republican Party.

5. People on elevators who can’t look up from their smart phones long enough to know that this is their floor.

4. Europe.

3. Sandusky.

2. Assad/Syria.

1. Joplin, Irene, Fukushima, Washi.

How to deal with slow walkers

This is both ingenious and potentially life-changing.

Enjoy this sonic assault on somehow all your senses

Yesterday, I drove the 450-or-so miles from Ghost’s place in Boston back to mine in D.C. (Driving: How do you people do that everyday?). A result of my totally scientific study of said drive has proven, beyond any doubt, that the worst drivers on the east coast hail from Maryland.

Traffic was pretty ridiculous at times, and the whitest™ moment of my life was being be frustrated by the traffic—because it meant I wouldn’t make it to Trader Joe’s on time.

Anyways, after about nine hours of podcasts (thank you, Ira Flatow, for making most of this bearable), I needed something a little more to get through the last hour or so. And that’s when I decided that techno metal (or whatever this genre is called*) is my new favorite kind of music.

* “Hybrid metal trance?” Okay.

Hope everybody’s enjoying their Kwanzaa.

This little girl is smarter than most of you

We keep the “mass” in Christmass, so get to mass, jerks

While we’re out fighting the War on Christmas, here’s the best Christmas song in existence. Enjoy.

Here’s a frog trying to catch bugs on a touchscreen phone

This is fun. Carry on.

Friday Funny: Stars & Stripes

Friday Funny: Rejected Cartoons

Scoop your poop. Dog diggity.

YouTube description:

We made this video to help raise awareness about how cleaning up your dog poop will improve water quality in Puget Sound (http://pugetsoundstartshere.org). So pick-up that doo! And learn more about what you can do to help Puget Sound at http://ScoopPoop.org

FYI, this music video is a spoof of Blackstreet’s 90′s hit song “No Diggity” (see it at http://youtu.be/3KL9mRus19o)

Check out the “Dog Doogity” Poop Pick-up Dance here:
http://youtu.be/XPnq3vkK9wE

Behind the Scenes and Outtakes from the “Dog Doogity” video shoot here:
http://youtu.be/MzYnyTt26rU

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Seriously, though, scoop your poop. That shit’s gross.

h/t Sullivan.

Hurray trains

CC photo by Flickr User John H Gray

Ta-Nehisi Coates waxes damned eloquent on trains:

The train, in all aspects, was a superior experience. The first thing was the feeling of everything melting away, of someone else taking control. When flying there are generally so many rules to be obeyed, and times when specific things can happen that I generally feel like, as a passenger, I’m actually a co-pilot. Lights tell you when you can and can’t move. Announcements indicate (because I use a lap-top and iPad) when it’s safe to read, write or listen to your music. Food and drink are administered at precise times. All of this within a confined space.

But there was a freedom on the train that you may need to be taller than six feet to really understand. You could walk as you needed to. You could sit in the cafe car and watch the scenery. You could fall into your book. Or you could just sleep, something I can’t really do on airplanes.

I absolutely agree. Trains really are the best conveyance. Which is why I feel violent when people blather “wehhhh boondoggle.” Tell that to your sprawling airline security apparatus.

Friday Funny: Beavis and Butt-Head take on MGMT

This post is notice that Beavis and Butt-Head are back. You’ve been notified.