Virtual Flaneurism

Well, clearly someone knocked the hell out of Ben Quayle. Good luck, Arizona.

Denny's new Fried Cheese Melt: a grilled cheese sandwich stuffed with four deep-fried mozzarella cheese sticks. Served with marinara sauce and what looks like a bag's-worth of Dipsy Doodles (a personal favorite of mine).

Usually I post this crap because it's gross, but I swear to god, this may be the most ingenious food stuff ever thought up. While my personal aversion to catching tetanus prevents me from entering a Denny's, I may have to jimmy up a homemade batch of this masterpiece, doodles and all.

I like to imagine that, after the camera clicks off, the husband turns to his wife and says, "Dear, there's a deer on your rear," and then she's mauled to death by a horny ruminant as he laughs at his own rhyming wordplay.

Monty Python!

The storm looks like a towering, charging wave. Absolutely terrifying.

I wish this were real.

After posting that last bear-related post, I discovered that I have never posted this gem of a video. Enjoy -- it's an old favorite:

“The trial transcript quotes Ms. Hayden as saying Murphy called her a snitch bitch ‘hoe.’ A ‘hoe,’ of course, is a tool used for weeding and gardening. We think the court reporter, unfamiliar with rap music (perhaps thankfully so), misunderstood Hayden’s response. We have taken the liberty of changing ‘hoe’ to ‘ho,’ a staple of rap music vernacular as, for example, when Ludacris raps ‘You doin’ ho activities with ho tendencies.'”

- Judge Terence T. Evans, U.S. 7th Circuit Court of Appeals, opinion in United States v. Murphy (2005)

And for my friendly law school friends: United States v. Murphy, 406 F.3d 857, 859 (7th Cir. 2005). It's FN1.

“For me the music is fundamental, especially in a Western where the dialogue is purely aphoristic. The films could just as well be silent; one would understand all the same. The music serves to emphasize states of mind, facts and situations more than the dialogue itself does. In short, for me the music functions as dialogue.”

-Sergio Leone

I post this as a proud member of the feminist elite - finally, finally, FINALLY a music video gratuitously objectifying the male physique has been blasted into the videosphere.

This video is NSFW. This video is NSF your mother. This video is NSF you if you're prude, rude or got a no semi-nudes 'tude. There is butt. Shakin' butt. Toned shakin' butt.

Technically stolen from Ben, though the video had a very different effect when I saw it originally in miniature on his iPhone...

PS. This song is circling through my head like a glockenspiel tornado.

Embiggen for embroadening:

10 Buildings that look like Other Things

There should be some special level of hell for people who ruin memes with lazy misspellings.

Old, but Hoffman just reminded me of it, so posty posty:

Why is this so cathartic?

Look at the intensity in those eyes...