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What is your One Thing Worth Sharing?

May 30th, 2010 by
Aw, zzzs.

Esther Moya shares her cuteness.

This is the idea: do you have one thing worth sharing today?

Then, by all means -- please do.

Is it a story? A link? A picture? A tale? Any form or format will do.

Add your One Thing Worth Sharing to the comment section below, and share it with everyone.

Thank you.

Judgement Day destroy all as Violin Hero's final boss

May 29th, 2010 by

Judgement Day play metal music for violin, cello, and drums. Yes, "string metal." They are awesome.

Here is the Bay Area trio performing their song "Cobra Strike" from their album Peacocks / Pink Monsters as the final level of Violin Hero. Enjoy.

Good morning. Yes, it's a Fuck You Friday.

May 28th, 2010 by

It's a Fuck You Friday.G'morning, do you know what today is?

That's right, it's a Fuck You Friday.

Today, I want to read the "fuck you" in Fuck You Friday as being a fuck you to the process of falling out of touch.

So today, do this: call someone you haven't talked to in a long time. Say hello and ask them how they've been. Reconnect.

Life is heedlessly short. It's too short to fall out of touch with people who're worth staying in touch with. To falling-out-of-touch I say fuck you.

And now, after that sentiment -- some sweet, cleansing music. Here's the pogo-tastic band Superchunk with a live version of their wonderful b-side song "Her Royal Fisticuffs."

A Softer World #560: Dig!

May 27th, 2010 by

A Softer World # 560

A Softer World is sometimes brutal and sometimes brutally heartfelt. Sometimes agonizingly funny and sometimes dealing an unexpected blow. Whatever tact they're after on any particular day, no one does what they do quite the way they do it. Thoroughly recommended.

Small Wars

May 26th, 2010 by

 Small wars, fought by individuals over foolish stakes. This war: about miniature lockets, their value or otherwise.

"Small wars, fought by individuals over foolish stakes. This war: about miniature lockets, their value or otherwise."

Oh, sexpigeon; you're the best.

It's a Coming Home To You Wednesday

May 26th, 2010 by

Inspired by how this morning started, it's a Coming Home To You Wednesday. It is a specific feeling in the chest to have someone to come home to. A good weight.

Now, more Mountain Goats. Here is "Sax Rohmer #1."

Who is Sax Rohmer? The pen name of Arthur Henry Sarsfield Ward, the British novelist best remembered for creating the villainous Dr. Fu Manchu.

John Darnielle Is Empathetic

May 26th, 2010 by

John reaches out.

from peter hughes’ tour photos

A moment with John Darnielle of The Mountain Goats, via fuckyeahthemountaingoats.tumblr.com via what's-their-name.

Celebrate Towel Day with a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster

May 25th, 2010 by
 A earth analog of a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster.

A possible Earth analog for a PGGB.

Towel Day commemorates the work and wisdom of Douglas Adams, author/catalyst of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy and other wonderful things.

Now, in celebration of Towel Day, let's take a look at one of Adams' finest achievements. Along with discovering the answer to the ultimate question of life and by all accounts being a right-nice human being, Adams created what is now know to be the greatest drink of all time: the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster.

From The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy:

Here's what the Encyclopedia Galactica has to say about alcohol. It says that alcohol is a colorless volatile liquid formed by the fermentation of sugars and also notes its intoxicating effect on certain carbon-based life forms.

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy also mentions alcohol. It says that the best drink in existence is the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster.

It says that the effect of drinking a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is like having your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick.

The Guide also tells you on which planets the best Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters are mixed, how much you can expect to pay for one and what voluntary organizations exist to help you rehabilitate afterwards.

The Guide even tells you how you can mix one yourself.

Take the juice from one bottle of the Ol' Janx Spirit, it says.

Pour into it one measure of water from the seas of Santraginus V -- Oh that Santraginean seawater, it says. Oh, those Santraginean fish!

Allow three cubes of Arcturan Mega-gin to melt into the mixture (it must be properly iced or the benzine is lost).

Allow four litres of Fallian marsh gas to bubble through it in memory of all those happy Hikers who have died of pleasure in the Marshes of Fallia.

Over the back of a silver spoon float a measure of Qualactin Hyper-mint extract, redolent of all the heady odours of the dark Qualactin Zones, subtle, sweet and mystic.

Drop in the tooth of an Algolian Suntiger. Watch it dissolve, spreading the fires of the Algolian suns deep into the heart of the drink.

Sprinkle Zamphour.

Add an olive.

Drink... but... very carefully.

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy sells rather better than the Encyclopedia Galactica.

I already know what you're going ask. In a user-sourced interview with slashdot.org, Adams regretfully had this to say:

The Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster
by phossie

What is the origin of the Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster, and how would you make one on Earth?

I need to know.

[Douglas Adams]: Unfortunately there are a number of environmental and weapons treaties and laws of physics which prevent one being mixed on Earth. Sorry.

Perhaps needless to say, that hasn't stopped earthlings from doing their best to recreate a PGGB here on Earth, whether by movie --

-- or by beverage. There is a particular grouping of possible PGGB recipes to be found at Wikibooks. Should you attempt any of these recipes, The Never Company cannot be held responsible for your rehabilitation.

DON'T PANIC.To further your towel-related joy, here are links to Flickr tags and YouTube videos via boingboing.

Remember, enjoy a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster with as much care as possible. Know where your towel is, and good luck.

(Earth analog PGGB photo via nerdcore.de.)

It's a Gouge Away Monday.

May 24th, 2010 by

"Gouge away. You can gouge away. Stay all day, if you want to."

The Pixies perform Gouge Away live at The 2004 Eurockeennes Festival in Belfort, France.

(Via YouTube user monkeysgonetwoheaven.)

Polar Bear's Dirge: dragoninstall's Aloha to Lost

May 23rd, 2010 by

Tonight, the series finale of Lost will air.

Marking the show's ending, dragoninstall -- creator of the gleefully incoherent webcomic series Shitcomic -- created this eulogizing picture featuring Lost's famous polar bear.

Polar bear's dirge.

From dragoninstall's posting:

The feeling is hard to place, it's like both going to your best friend's wedding which is stacked with a colossal buffet, but while you're stuffing your face with food a funeral is happening. Not that I think death is all that bad, however...I am stocked full of food for tonight.

The last 5 years of my life, I think I expended at least 25% of my energy thinking, watching, or reading about Lost or literature both closely and distantly related. I know it's the finale tonight, but it hasn't sunk in yet. The motor memory of visiting sites like Lostpedia and Darkufo is going to stay there for a long while after, let alone the absence of the usual weekly podcast with Darlton. Withdrawal is imminent. This picture isn't much, but it's a funny reference to something in the show that I wondered about for a good while. Lost deserves much MUCH more for how much I personally got out of following the show, but I'm happy I was able to at least spare some time to crank something out. Not much else to say. Only a few more hours.... See you in another life, brutha.

This one is for Seth, and Lost fans the world over (and other worlds, too).

(Via LJ/dragoninstall.)