6 posts tagged “silly”
Often when I see something completely ridiculous, I think to myself, "What if this was the only thing people in the distant future had to judge the world of today by? What would they think of us?" Sometimes I take it further and wonder, "What if another alien species was judging the entire human race based on this single shred of evidence? As this just happened, I've been inspired to start a new segment on my Vox entitled "Today from Tomorrow's Perspective." (Or perhaps something snazzier than that when I'm feeling more creative.)
In these posts, I invite you to imagine what the society/species that would produce such a video/picture/etc. might be like. Then I ask that you remember: it's us. We made this crap. With our own bizarre hands. Feel free to leave a comment with your thoughts.
Sometimes the subjects of these posts may be serious and even depressing. Tonight, however, is not one of those times. Tell me: what would the society that produced this music video be like?
Edited to Add: This video was discovered upon my being rickrolled. I can't keep up with the Internet memes anymore. I used to be so cool, in an Internet nerd sort of way.
Well, temporarily at least.
As my parents spend 1-2 months living in a hotel, I get to keep Chloe, the cat formerly known as Tashi. Of course, this means I feel compelled to spoil her and have all sorts of fun I don't normally get to have in my no-pets apartment. Yesterday my mom and I made a trip to PetSmart, and in addition to getting her some toys we found this crazy cat mat thingie, recommended to us by a lady buying toys for her cat. It contains what is appropriately called "zoom-around-the-room catnip," and has made Chloe a complete drug addict. The cat. Is. Insane.
Now, don't get me wrong. She's pretty crazy a lot of the time. (As a matter of fact, her favorite thing to do in my apartment is hide, wait till I walk past, then zoom past me in the direction I'm going, effectively scaring the shit out of me.) But this has taken her madness to the power of 10. It's craziness!
Enjoy this craptastical quality, soundless video:
There's a disease called popcorn lung.
There is a disease. That people refer to. As "popcorn lung."
I thought you should know.
(I seem to be on this levity-spree lately; I just am unable to take some things seriously enough. I understand this really is a disease, and it's no laughing matter. Furthermore, it's actual name is bronchiolitis obliterans, which sounds quite scary. But I mean... if you give a disease a nickname like "popcorn lung," can you really expect me not to giggle?)
You can read the Wikipedia article here; I heard about it from my snopes.com feed (read that article here).
I'm pretty sure this is the only post for which I'll ever use the tag "diseases with ridiculous nicknames." But I challenge you all to prove me wrong. If you can find a disease with a more ridiculous nickname than "popcorn lung," I'll consider making a post all about it, just to use the tag again.
When I first got my Gmail account (way back in March of '05, it seems), I apparently took the whole "Search, don't sort" thing quite literally. The only things I delete with regularity are e-mails from Myspace (due to their abundance and pointlessness); I keep all newsletters, e-mails from blogs, etc. I never bothered looking at all the nifty features Gmail had because all I cared about was the ability to easily search my e-mail.
But oh, the magic. A few minutes ago I got bored and decided to tinker around with stuff. (I now have a user photo. Everyone else in my contact list will probably have one soon, as well. Muahaha!) And since I noticed that my Inbox was nearing 1500 messages (!), most of which are from the past year (!!!), I decided search-don't-sort was getting a little cumbersome. I created four labels: one for my CuteOverload daily e-mail, one for my silverchair newsletter, one for Vox notifications/newsletters, and one for Livejournal notifications. Using the ever-so-efficient search method, I "labeled" and subsequently "archived" all appropriate messages, and now my Inbox is down to a happy 700 messages. (600+ of those messages pruned out were from either Livejournal or Vox--sheesh, those add up.)
I realize the previous two paragraphs are painfully boring to everyone but me, but you must understand; such tidy organization at such small cost of time is ever so neat-o. I loves it. Mmmm. The only thing that would make me happier is if I could color-code those labels--and I'm sure there's a way to do so that I've simply yet to discover.
In other news that I initially considered less nerdy but is actually probably on par with the level of nerddom of the rest of this post, I now have the time to fully devote myself to my man:
Dear Student:
It has come to my attention that I have kicked your ass clean off. I sincerely apologize; I understand this must be embarrassing for you, given the fact that I was but a multiple choice exam, and you still found me near impossible. Your final grade will be happy to hand your ass back to you.
Sincerely 33.3% of your grade,
Freakishly and Unexpectedly Difficult Final
(I haven't heard from my final grade yet.)
As you can probably tell, I'm in an odd mood--one that permits personification of multiple-choice tests and absurdly long raves about the glories of e-mail organization. To save you the hassle of reading any more strangeness, I'm going to sit on my couch and get in touch with my inner witch.
Today I got one of those recommendation e-mails from amazon.com. This is what it said:
Dear Amazon.com customer,
As
someone who has bought rock or classical in the past year, you might be
interested in visiting our Classical Music from A to Sting Store. As
more and more rock idols are experimenting with classical music--from
Sting and Billy Joel to Paul McCartney--you might be interested in
exploring the world of classical music in all its rich variety.
Wow. Really, amazon.com? Do you think I might be interested in classical music? The thought never occurred to me until you informed me that rock idols endorse classical music. Splendid!
Aw, look: Joie's first Vox entry! Quick, someone grab the camera! We're gonna wanna put this in her baby book. (...They just grow up and start blogging so quickly...sniffle...)
I have no idea how to use this thing, but so far I am thoroughly enjoying it. You might notice that at the moment, my layout is the Cityscape San Francisco theme. This is in no way meant to say, "Hey, look at me, I'm from or live in or will soon be traveling to San Francisco." I just desperately want to be there. I mean, if you have the squid layout, I don't think to myself, "Oh, I bet they live in the ocean alongside giant squid." So don't judge me, alright?!
Well, that was fun.
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