Best use of “Don’t Stop Believing” by Journey EVER. Impromptu dance party on Broadway in Seattle on Tuesday night. Apparently, these things are still choking me up.

Best use of “Don’t Stop Believing” by Journey EVER. Impromptu dance party on Broadway in Seattle on Tuesday night. Apparently, these things are still choking me up.
I really hate ALL of the FreeCreditReport.com commercials, but the one that especially bugs me is the “Dream Girl” one in which the guy sings that if only he’d checked his wife’s credit he’d “be a happy bachelor with a dog and a yard”.
So…the only reason she was your dream girl was because you thought she could buy you a house? Why don’t you get a real job so that YOU can buy the house instead of sitting around in the basement playing your shitty songs while she does the laundry. Asshole.
How I’ve missed you, Gina Gershon. I hope she continues her comedic acting career because this video is hilarious. Tim and Eric need to give her a call ASAP.
Gina, as Sarah Palin, clears up a couple of misconceptions.
Via dlisted.
I pilfered this awesome video from the fabulous Beaucoup Kevin, posted in anticipation for the Obama’s speech at the DNC tonight, which parallels Obama with the character of Cyrus in The Warriors: The man who would unify all of the New York gangs to bring about change and, more importantly, peace. I just hope it turns out a bit better for Obama than it did for Cyrus…
Best Week Ever Blog has the heads up on Sad Kermit, in which our favorite frog shows us that his emo song-stylings were actually a cry for help.
There is much to marvel at in this video including realistic muppet guitar playing and shaving. But what I really want to know is, how in the hell do you make a muppet smoke? Magical. And, of course, kudos to its Royal Tenenbaums tribute.
Be sure and check out the website which has one more video (For Nine Inch Nails’ “Hurt” and several MP3s available for download.
Pilfered from Slog. I wish I knew how to make these things. I could add the ones from The Brothers Solomon and The Devil’s Rejects.
On Valentine’s Day this year, B. and I went to a cabaret/variety show at the Jewel Box. One of the acts was a drag queen named Ultra lip syncing to a hilarious song I’d never heard before about what to do if you suspect yo man has been out carousing with hos. Now there is a video for that song and it’s totally viral. To aid in the efforts of spreading the Riskay virus, I present to you… “Smell Yo Dick”:
So I've just returned from the courthouse to content extenuating circumstances regarding my bullshit jaywalking ticket. Officer Wilford Brimley was not in attendance. The nice lady seemed to understand my points but said that “the best [she] could do is reduce the ticket to $35”. She also said that it wouldn't go on my license or anything so that's a plus, I suppose. When I told her that I've actually seen people jaywalk in FRONT of marked police cars and they haven't done anything, thus leading to my conclusion that I was singled out, she said that “it's up to the discretion of the officer whether or not they write tickets for this infraction”. In other words, Officer Brimley is a deeeeeick.
To add insult to the injury of my even being there, as I was waiting patiently at a stop light to cross the street away from the courthouse to head back to the office, a man with a limp (meaning, he couldn't run or even hurry) jaywalked across the street right in front of oncoming traffic.
Arg.
Encore:
(Thanks, Mark.)