Hibbidy-Wah?! Run Away From This App!

So let me get to the point – Google has an ad for their new Maps app.  Let’s take a peak:

Google Maps takes you to Detroit?!  That’s what they want to represent?

The Detroit I see in the ad is one I’d like to visit, but three break-ins in three months got me to move out of there.  And now the city is as bankrupt as its government officials were when it comes to morals and serving the people.

Nice try at being edgy, Google.  If you love downtown so much, why don’t you move your offices from Ann Arbor to the Motor City?

You can’t, eh?  Oh.  It’s because you’re using Apple Maps.

JusWondering… What Are These Strawberries Doing On My Nipples?

Usually, one goes to Google to find answers. 

Sometimes in searching, the answers find you.

By merely typing “what a” on the Google search line, the following list springs up:

whatarethesestrawberries

First off, in regard to the depth and breadth of the selections: awesome. 

That these are the most common searches (swine flu symptoms – twice, primary colors, Michael Jackson’s kids’ names, and hemroids [sic]) speaks volumes about Google users.  But Number One with a Bullet is what my quest will be about.

what are these strawberries doing on my nipples i need them for fruit salad

Well, apparently it’s the title of this book:

whatarethesestrawberriesbook

So further down the rabbit hole I go, because I don’t believe this book really exists.  Of course, I’m basing that opinion solely on the following Amazon customer reviews:

I had been trying to figure out how the strawberries got there after my frequent blackouts, and this book answered that question for me AND told me where to hide the bodies. Thanks Vanessa! – M. Thompson

I had hoped this would have advise for handling situations where one finds strawberries on various parts of their anatomy. I’ve had strawberries on my buttocks for some time now and don’t know what to do. Unfortunately this book focuses solely on the nipples. Hopefully the author will pen a followup. – Nathan Kemp

This was a good read. Very informative. However I would also like to know what the Honeybaked ham is doing on my navel. – M. Houston

Since I was already down the rabbit hole, I decided to walk through the looking glass, and I found this:

(Vanessa Feltz) often specialised in sex advice, writing for the magazine Men Only, and her sex tips for girls book called “What Are These Strawberries Doing on My Nipples? I Need Them For The Fruit Salad!”

It’s on Wikipedia, so it must be true!  And see how specialised has been specialized?  It has an “S” in it instead of a “Z” because she’s British!  This post was written by someone across the pond, and surely they wouldn’t lie!  I’ll even double-check the citation!

Wait. 

It leads me to Amazon’s UK page and this comment:

Upon purchasing it I was dubious, but a quick scan of the first page and I was enlightened in a way that Tibetan monks train a lifetime to achieve. She tells you the whats, whys and hows of having strawberries attached to ones nipples when trying to create a delicious meal… A must have for anyone currently alive or dead… Thanks again Vanessa, you’re a literary genius and possibly the greatest asset mankind has ever had. – sert

Blueberries on Bollocks…

It’s Official. I’m Breaking Up With My Laptop.

It’s official.  Today the day I’m breaking up with my old laptop.  The soon-to-ex was a Sony Vaio VGN-FS8900P.  The insurance company supplied the replacement for my stolen PCG-505FX, and ever since our initial meeting, the VGN has kinda sucked.

The biggest problem in our relationship was the mouse pad.  Or touch pad.  Or whatever it’s called.  As I would type, my hand would often tap the squared-off surface reserved for rodent activity, and my cursor would jump to wherever the arrow happened to be.  Pain in the asterisk.

But now, I discovered that my new laptop -an HP TouchSmart TX2-1025DX, which already rocked in the first place – has an off switch for the mouse pad.  And this mouse pad was never even a problem!

So to bid adieu to the old touchy touch pad, I’m setting up a dating profile for the VGN on WhataCache.com.  See if you think I was fair.

First up, the picture.  I couldn’t find an actual shot of mine online, and I don’t quite feel like getting up and taking a picture and transferring it to this laptop, so I found this:

A picture of my laptop's cousin that sort of looks similar, like in The Patty Duke Show. If you don't know that show, Google it. Or Bing it. Actually, it's like Google and Bing. (Wow. This is a long comment. I wonder if there's a limit?)

A picture of my laptop's cousin that sort of looks similar, like in The Patty Duke Show. If you don't know that show, Google it. Or Bing it. Actually, it's like Google and Bing. (Wow. This is a long comment. I wonder if there's a limit?)

LIKES: A fully charged battery, Windows updates, proper shutdowns.

DISLIKES: Coffee, soda… pretty much any beverage.

TURN OFFS: Dropped wireless network connections.

TURN ONS: Power button, electricity in general.

HOPES: To find true love with someone using an external keyboard and mouse (as not to intermingle with the pad)

DREAMS: To not have its battery catch on fire.

How Big Furry Bad Ass Does This Look?

Finally!  A full preview for Spike Jonze’s Where the Wild Things Are (sorry, Maurice Sendak!)

There were a lot of concerns popping up all over the TripleDoubleU regarding the making of this film, but it looks like those concerns were not warranted.  Plus, I’m glad they decided to show the Wild Things so clearly in the trailer, and not pull a Godzilla (but in this case, maybe a Gremlins would have been nice).

I mean, look at all the worrying done over the film adaptation of Watchmen, and see how well everything turned out.

Vodpod videos no longer available. Did you know that the music was done by Where the Wild Things Arcade Fire?

 

 

Next, someone should adapt this Google guy’s book into a flick:

Happy birthday very hungry guy!

Happy birthday very hungry guy!

Oh, The Engines You’ll Search!

I don’t think I’m alone when I say that I’m really going to miss this Google doodle celebrating Theodor Geisel’s 105th birthday.  Long live Dr. Seuss!
One Phish, Web 2.0 Phish, Red Vs. Blue Fish

One Phish, Web 2.0 Push, Red Vs. Blue Fish