Hibbidy-Wah?! Something About This Doesn’t Feel Right

I’m not a fan of carnival games.  This guy is not a fan of something else…

If there was a dummy of this dummy, I might share the same… um… enthusiasm?

So, Duh! Pop Quiz… Bicycles In 80’s Movies

He really has a "Can Do!" attitude.

This So, Duh! Pop Quiz was inspired by something my sister Becky noticed.  In 80’s movies, there was nothing more common than a good bike chase.  Well, maybe it wasn’t common at all, but it seems to be relegated to only films made back then.  See if you can figure out which spokes appeared in which flicks:

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6)

(Okay, this one is technically from 1979...)

7)

8)

(answers after the jump)

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Awful/Awesome Battle… USB Thingees

Guess which of these I would want, and which of these I would… not… ever… want…

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Musical Musings… Why Do Commercials Steal Artists Songs?

When I thought about making this image, I didn't really think about what it meant.

I once was going to write about how the Proactiv commercials ripped off a Bruce Hornsby riff, but I was sidelined into exploring the curse that product has had on its bevy of attractive hawkers.

But not this time.

Throughout the years, commercials have ruined many popular songs by using them to push products.  Not only do the songs get overplayed, but they also become synonymous with that product.

For example:

Well, there’s one thing I hate more than that.  It infuriates me to the bone in such a primal way that it makes me wonder if I truly am…

an Artist!

Anyspew, I can’t stand it when commercials rip-off song riffs.

As mentioned at this post’s start, Proactiv did this in their commercials.

Here are some others that I found (the articles about):

Or did they simply commit the act of liberal borrowing?

Want to know the source of this rage?  Budweiser has a couple of radio spots currently playing in which, I believe, this song is being ripped off:

I couldn’t find the spots anywhere on the TripleDoubleU, but one is about baseball being America’s pastime, and the other is about how there is 24 happy hours across the world.

If anyone can find those for me, I’d greatly appreciate it.   I have far more ripping and riffing to do…

BONUS STEALING!

I’ve remembered two more…

The answer for both is of course, yes.

BONUS FORGOTTEN POST!

I once wrote about Maybelline pulling this same crap…

JusWondering… Where Would I Rather Live?

My brother recently packed up and headed west to California.  He’s moving into the area known as Korean Town, and he was not too happy to find out that this show might be happening:

K-Town… Korean American’s answer to the biggest question mark in the world… Jersey Shore.

Considering either area might not be a viable living option for most, the third option could always be Detroit.

You could wait to watch the new ABC show called Detroit 187, or you could share my experience.  The following pictures were taken the other day on my way to the ballgame:

I was going to add something about the Detroit Tigers not being able to catch a break, but…

In My Brain While Sleeping… Snooki Sneaked Into My Dreams

Snooki, Snooki, Snooki.

It’s so much easier to say than Nicole Polizzi, Nicole Polizzi, Nicole Polizzi.

Anyguido, the pint-sized Jersey Shore star left the Miami shoreline to invade my slumber and host a party in South Africa.

The festivities were to occur during a lunar eclipse, but she thought that the sun would be out at night.  Nonetheless, this upset her greatly.  But it was the bumper stickers on the billboard announcing her celebration that upset her more:

(Fairly) Artistic Representation

On some of the billboards, the bumper stickers were placed right on the bathtub picture.

She ended up getting real drunk and arrested in the morning.  It kinda looked like this:

Realistic Representation

Coinkydink Or Coinkydonk? Time To Cash In On The Collective Unconscious

The other morning, I was waking up (as opposed to not waking up, which would be dying I guess… and digress), and I watched an infomercial for this:

The 30 Second Smile as it is known was an old idea of mine called The Teethbrush.  Well, it’s not exactly the same, but mine would be even easier/messier.  It would have been a retainer full of moving bristles on the end of a stick, and could have been even quicker than The 30 Second Smile.

(SIDENOTE: As a man who loves puns, I feel like they missed out on an opportunity.  “30 Second” sounds a lot – er, I mean, exactly like “32nd”… Grown adults have 32 teeth…  I don’t know what the punny slogan could have been.  I’m not paid to dream up their ad campaigns!)

So anytooth, this isn’t the first time my ideas have been plucked from the collective unconscious, and I think it’s time for the collective unconscious to pay!

Here’s a list of thoughts nabbed from my napping noggin in the past.

Most recently, it was in the form of an iPhone app I wished existed, and now finally does…

Does not provide directions to the actual border...

Oh, that app was out long before I wrote my post?

Time for me to start doing better research.

(SIDENOTE: I’m probably not really going to do better research.)

Happy Find… My Name’s Meaning (Plus Hero Rats!)

Even though it’s been around, like forever, which according to itself means:

forever is until you find something better…

…I’ve only recently discovered what my name means via the Urban Dictionary.  Take a gander for yourself:

used to define huge sarcastic assholes, that end up becoming amazingly sweet. Seans know exactly how to piss you off and then five seconds later have you cracking up. Huge jerks, but gotta love 'em.

I can live with that.  And I need to find out who funwithamber is… Either she’s a fun girl named Amber, or a scientist from Jurassic Park.  So in other words, a win either way.

Also from the TripleDoubleU archives, I present to you a new Parry Gripp song.  I’ve written about him before, so for more of that, click here.  Otherwise, enjoy the heartwarming tale of the Hero Rats

*sniff* The part about “saving us from ourselves” gets me every time.

Drunken Recollection… Why Men Do Anything (Plus Swamping!)

While camping last weekend, this happened:

Why is the song "Lump" suddenly stuck in my head?

That is my cousin Steve, whom most recently discovered this for me, or should I say us.  He put on his waders and decided to go swamping, which in other words means…

Hunting for frogs.

Passersby were confused at us boggy marsh gawkers, until they realized we were watching Steve mucking through the muck.  Every last one of them smiled.  Only one of them rubbed my shoulders.

In other Drunken Recollecting, while around the campfire, I proposed that there are only three reasons men do anything in this world (in no particular order):

Oh, and there is the unofficial fourth reason – survival.

So the question that remains – why did Steve go swamping?

I already told you it was to hunt for frogs!