Category Archives: Weird
In case you forgot just how goofy the Silver Age of comics was at DC…
…how about a rundown of Green Arrow’s more ridiculous projectiles?
Three words: Fake. Cat. Arrow.
There so much concentrated bizarre-awesome here I can’t stand it
A domestic dispute over space aliens escalated Saturday morning when a lingerie-clad New Mexico woman allegedly pointed a silver handgun at her boyfriend, a weapon she retrieved from her vagina.
No, really. Even better, of course: the woman is Cormac McCarthy’s ex-wife, which led Gawker to pen this fantastic bit:
Aliens. Spacealiens. No such thing. How theyd fought it out, cosmic mysteries reduced to raw shouting in the uncaring morning. Her leaving in wrath and now returning, straight into the bedroom without him. Rustling and thumps.
She was in the doorway. She had stripped in there and dressed her body for the boudoir, soft ladyclothes baring flesh and something more, down at the forking of her legs. Hard nickelplate steel, the Smith & Wesson. Her hand was on it.
Whos crazy.
There’s more. Go read.
MOOSE FARM
MOOSE FARM MOOSE FARM MOOSE FARM MOOSE FARM MOOSE FARM MOOSE FARM MOOSE FARM MOOSE FARM MOOSE FARM MOOSE FARM MOOSE FARM MOOSE FARM
YES YES YES
WHAT IS THIS I DONT EVEN
In the early years of the last century, the U.S. Congress considered a bold and ingenious plan that would simultaneously solve two pressing problems — a national meat shortage and a growing ecological crisis. The plan was this: hippopotamus ranching.
I sort of love these
None of these will work, but they’re kind of brilliant anyway.
In case you’re still shoppping
25 Gifts for Writers seems pretty spot-on.
“I am leaving New York City because of all these goddamned wizards.”
Why I Am Leaving New York City has been open in my browser for months, but it still needs sharing.
Ex:
Last year my building went co-op after it was bought out by a representative of the Unseelie Court. They turned the super into a burning brand and replaced him with Robin Goodfellow, a large, hairy man with a tail who performs housework in exchange for a saucer of milk and a place in front of the fire. He is the son of a witch and the Devil and he still hasn’t fixed my radiator even though I put in a written request in September.
Apparently, being Swedish involves quite a lot of screaming
HOWTO: Public Speaking
This gentleman would like to speak with you about trucks.
And now, an MRI of a banana
Excellent point
Man, that piano player SUCKS
On the other hand, he’s an elephant.
Important Internet News
I HAVE FOUND THE BEST PAGE ON THE WHOLE GODDAMN WEB:
It’s Wikipedia’s List of Fictional Badgers.
You want to talk some shit?
Try the Gangsta Party Line. NSFW.
They have this, and we can’t even keep Marfreless
Dept of WHAT IS THIS I DONT EVEN
Because, you know, that’s exactly what I think of when I think of deodorant.
The Vaccines PSA We Apparently Need
Things All Heathen-Associated Babies Need
No, seriously. These aren’t creepy AT ALL.
The Hyperrealistic Sculptures of Ron Mueck are pretty amazing.
Excellent Public Safety Advice
“If you see Swamp Thing, say Swamp Thing.”
(Remember, he was never Alec Holland!)
Sure, it’s a pShop. But doesn’t it seem likely that this really DOES exist?
(SFW)
“Just a dugout that my dad built / in case the Reds decide to push the button down.”
FOR SALE: 2-story 1970s Las Vegas home, complete with 15,200 underground basement finished as an entirely extra three-bedroom home. The lower home is fit for a king, or a hobbit king anyway: fake “yard”, swimming pool, putting green, BBQ grill, 360-degree mural approximating an outdoor view, and even “exterior” lighting to simulate sunset, day, or night — all 26 feet below ground. And it could be yours for the low, low price of $1.7MM.
It’s been a long time since I was this sorry I’m not stupid rich.
Via MeFi/
Things that NEVER stop being funny
The Benedict Cumberbatch Name Generator is high on the list.
Meanwhile, on Tumblr
If I had a page over there, I’d just reblog this. As it is, I have to link like some kind of animal.
Goddammit, Facebook.
No what are we gonna do?
BADGERBADGERBADGERBADGER
Yes, it’s tab-clearing time
Sweet Dreams!
Turns out, there is such a thing as flying snakes. You’re welcome.
“I assure you, the snakes are very real.”
From my long-overflowing mailbox: “FAQ: The ‘Snake Fight’ Portion of Your Thesis Defense.”
I still have hope
As of today, it has been a year since Achewood updated.
The only thing wrong with this is that it’s not in Portland
I kinda want to drink in the 1860s bar.
And now, back to the WTCN Traffic Toucan…
The Internet Randomly Answers A Question I’ve Had For Years
That question: “Are birthdays distributed evenly throughout the year, or are people more likely to be born in certain months?”
IO9 has part of the answer, via a heat map by NPR’s Matt Stiles that, in turn, was based on a table published in the NY Times showing the rank, in terms of births per day, of each date in the year (using US birth data, 1973-1999).
That’s interesting and all, but it leaves out a key bit of data: What’s the actual birth volume per day? I’d expect some minimal variation — no data set is perfectly even — but the ranking really only interesting if there’s meaningful variance.
Stiles noticed, and so his follow-up post shows as much birth volume data as he could get his hands on. The answer turns out to be that while September remains the most popular month in which to be born, it’s not by a meaningful margin. Generally speaking, the birthdays really ARE more or less evenly distributed.
Today in brilliant post-it based animated GIFs
And now, brilliance from the animal kingdom
Several of you have suggested that the Oatmeal’s discussion of the mantis shrimp was Heathen-worthy, and we agree. Enjoy.
Just So We’re Clear
As brilliant an idea as is, we cannot take credit for the creepy clown statue just off a hiking trail in Florida.
HOWTO: Eat your afternoon
GeoGuesser will destroy you. Can you beat my best score?
WHERE IS YOUR GOD NOW
THIS IS SARAH PALIN PLUS HONEY BOO BOO.
YOUR ARGUMENT IS INVALID.
(Seriously, come for Mike Tyson + Michelle Obama, but stay for Anne Hathaway + Voldemort.)
h/t: BoingBoing
Remember, he who denied it supplied it.
The Onion: not just for fake journalism anymore.
You people are lucky I’m too busy today to install this.
Today in absurdist pranks
Textastrophe.com documents what happens if the wrong people (e.g., the proprietors of the site in question) get ahold of your cell number.
This one is my favorite.
Most college campuses have architectural points of interest…
…but nobody beats Rochester Institute of Technology’s Escherian Stairwell. Check it out.
(MeFi.)
And now: Capybaras in Hot Tubs
(Via MeFi.)
Heathen, We Have A Mission
Longtime ersatz Attorney Acosta alerts us to a bounty that’s just too good to pass up. We’ll meet you in the northwest!
Sadly, no word yet on Wildboy…
English as she is spoke.
Remember that weird Italian TV song meant to sound like English? Yeah, now try this short film.
Um. What?
Got drone trouble? Why not order some depleted uranium shotgun rounds?
All this April Fools is over. We have a winner.
The good folks at Cards Against Humanity now have a customer service number:
The options are all more than one-level deep, near as I can tell. #winning
I’ve actually eaten at that PF Chang’s, as it happens.
It pleases me to no end that this is a real English word
“Tyromancy” means “divining by the coagulation of cheese.”
As you do.
This is just really so wonderful and odd I have nothing to add.
Tilda Swinton is sleeping in a glass box at MOMA.
Note the info card text.