To begin… these aren’t special deals. These are suggestions I’ve hand-picked for you. I’ve categorized them into groups for those hard-to-buy-for loved ones. A lot of them happen to be USB products. Go figure. (Click each image for more information.)
FOR GRANDMA:
Grandma collects good luck trolls and loves cats, so why not get her one of these! (Possible setback: Grandma doesn’t have a computer… hey, there’s another gift idea on the house!)
Yoda blushes when his lightsaber glows! Wait, that sounds NSFW...
Transforms your jump drive into a cat!
FOR GOTH SISTER:
She hates almost everything… except cigarettes and ironic murder!
When Texting & Driving meets Smoking & Typing...
Even unicorns hate mimes...
FOR ANNOYING KID BROTHER:
Known for liking gross things and dumb things, you can’t go wrong with these!
Saves the mess of squeezing a real frog.
This ain't your daddy's Pet Rock! It has a USB cord!
FOR PERVERTED UNCLE:
I’d suggest having these delivered to his house.
She gyrates whether or not there's any porn surfing.
I'm not here to judge. Only to provide ideas.
FOR DOUCHEBAG BROTHER AND MASSEN-GIRL SISTER:
Oh brother… oh sister…
Leave your guitar at home and play Maroon 5 songs on this shirt!
Today is the day before the big T-Day, and what better way to celebrate than by thanking the universe for pink hair. (I was going to sing the praises of open soda fountains in fast food joints, but faint rouge follicles FTW.)
It doesn’t matter if the puce a wig, dyed, or animated, pink is a winner. Now presenting three solid examples:
Also known as The Mercury Girl (click image for commercial), Jill Wagner gets the mercury rising.
Natalie Portman is Closer to a rapper than the singer Pink ever was (click image for proof).
My insurance policy on how much pink hair rules (click image for more thoughts on Erin Esurance).
Not a chance this is better than pink hair (but if there happened to be Mountain Dew)...
There are three phases to my gratitude for the lovely Alison Brie.
1) As Trudy Campbell on Mad Men, she first caught my attention. Playing a put-upon cuckquean, she somehow reminded me of a real-life Disney Princess that realized wishing gets you nowhere. And oh how I wish to meet her! she was on Saturday Night Live instead of co-star January Jones!
His disregard for her feelings makes me a mad man!
2) As Annie Adderall Edison on Community, she wriggled further into public awareness in a more notable role. And she’s also proved she’s funny. And funny goes a lot further in the cute department, of which she’s the manager.
Will she end up with Troy, Jeff, or the entire Community?!?
3) And of course, there’s always this case study in stunning black and white…
"Hey would you like to swing on a star..." Oh no wait, that's the theme from "Out of This World"
…or should I say, “I am thankful someone else has heard of Otherworld.” In the days since the TripleDoubleU has taken its foothold as our MRS (memory replacement system), there are few things I cannot find any mention of out there via Google.
Unfound(dead) Item #1 – Fender Bender ring anyone’s bells?
Unfound(dead) Item #2 – Anyone else ever hear that John Williams reversed a song he wrote to make the Star Wars theme (other than the Indiana Jones theme which is the dumbest rumor I ever heard!)?
Anydogpile, I remember Otherworld for only one thing – everyone there was primarily left-handed. Nobody on allthe other blogs I checked mentioned that. Oh well. It existed. You can watch all eight episodes from the 1985 show here. Or just watch the intro and end below. Or do nothing but dream about turkey. This was my Thanksgiving miracle, not yours, so I’d understand. Jerk.
I’m environmentally conscious. I don’t pollute, and my biggest pet peeve is polluters. Whether it’s plastic CD wrappers being dropped walking out of stores, fast food bags being tossed out car windows, or emptied glass bottles being left in parking lots, my blood instantly boils. I’m not perfect in the green department, but in this regard, I mark myself an emerald shade. (I even changed one of my friend’s littering ways.)
Not to be outdone, this is filled with marijuana plants.
So I’m always looking for ways to improve, and it appears the city of Boston is, too. An architecture firm and science lab teamed up to produce the above…
…a vertical tower of prefabricated “eco pods” filled with bio-fuel producing algae for the space. The new tower would act as a center to test new algae species and different growing methods. (via Inhabitat)
Even though I truly despise Boston’s sports teams (I’ve mentioned it before), I really liked Boston Legal. And now I’m in favor of the sci-fi flavored forward-thinking that’s going on there. Perchance the developers bring such technologies to Detroit? We have tons of abandoned buildings.
Do you think robot arms are ticklish?
P.S. I also hold this against Boston…
Self-Titled Boston Rob: World-Titled Survivor Douche
For 23 years, the Burning Man festival has taken place in the Black Rock Desert, and since I first heard about it in an old issue of Marvel’s X-Force (it was issue #75 at the point when Cannonball, Siryn, Warpath, Sunspot, and Boom-BoomBoomer Meltdown comprised the line-up), I’ve been curious about it. By saying I’m curious, I’ve been picked on at work. I’m not sure why, exactly, because based on the pictures below, it looks… weird. And I’m always thankful for that.
It’s that time of year again. Parades. Turkey. Gravy. Mashed potatoes. Drinking. Fighting. Sleeping. Buying. And above all else… thanking (as Joey on Friends would say, “Supposably“).
So here I am ready to kick off a weeks worth of giving just that. Today, I’d like to say thanks for the existence of CatsForGold.com.
Sounds like a deal to me! If only all pets could be mailed...
I love getting things in the mail and for once the mail will love me back! All I need to do is find some gold lying around… here’s my class ring my mother told me I wouldn’t want later in life (moms know everything!), and here’s a pocket watch that’s on a gold-plated chain… I think there’s some gold in this pen…
Plop into the CatsForGold envelope, and plop into the big blue box! I wonder what Cat-tankerous (his name) will look like. The bottom bar has already been set…
(I apologize for the slow load on this page, but I decided to collect the clips for easier access. And sorry the list is so long, but I wanted to prove a point.)
When talking about a movie’s score, modern audiences probably think it has something to do with how much it made at the box office on opening weekend, or what it’s rated on Rotten Tomatoes. In actuality, the movie’s score – primarily the theme song – should be more than a cue to what you’re supposed to feel throughout watching the flick. It should capture the spirit of the story in a melody… one that you can carry with you in a hum.
As a child, all my favorites had excellent theme songs (you can hum them without a hint):
Star Wars
Indiana Jones
Superman
Back to the Future
E.T.
Jaws
James Bond
Rocky
Batman (Michael Keaton)
(the rest of the list is continued after the jump)Read more »
I love me my Snuggie. As a matter-of-fact, I’m wearing mine as I type this.” I’ve worn it in a pub crawl in NYC, and I’ve wanted to wear it in a pub crawl in Seattle.
But as per usual, if something shakes me at my core (or in this case makes me shiver in my Snuggie), I must stand atop my mountain blog and proclaim it to the world to inform and warn about it. This time, it’s the Snuggie Sutra.
K'man!
Based on the Kama Sutra, the ancient Indian sex guide (like how The Joy of Sexbent over spoofed The Joy of Cooking… and the Kama Sutra), the Snuggie Sutra offers up suggestions for couples, depending upon whether you’re blue or pink, or your Snuggie is blue or pink (or green or zebra), it looks… hot.
And I don’t mean the way you think… **
*Proof…
Me typing in my Snuggie (watching the Colbert Report)
