In a superb move of movie marketing, the director of Spider-Man 2 filmed a scene of a car getting smashed outside a deli in the Flatiron district of Manhattan (23rd Street and 5th Ave., on Monday, March 4, 2013). The thing hung there for hours. Yours truly wandered by at just the right time. Comingsoon.net found a cool pic of the director in front of the carnage. Look for the movie in May 2014.
Something invaded these feilines’ minds. Whether bad experiences, lousy hallucinogens or Satan, an evil entity within them is announcing its imprisonment with a litany of noises that should lay outside the realm of possibility. In the video above, you’ve got screamers, mumblers and grumblers. God save their souls.
More than 500 million Twinkies were sold every year. Half a billion. OK. But that’s not good enough to keep ‘em around. Hostess is shutting down. But you knew that. What you didn’t know was the original Twinkie had a problem with mortality. It couldn’t last long enough on the shelves. Engineers had a fix for that. Swap a few natural ingredients for stuff whipped up in the lab, and you’re good to go. Here are the trades they made: Lecigran (not egg yolks), cellulose gum (not fat), artificial colors from the petrochemical industry (not natural ones). The result is a snack that lasts — I mean lasted — 25 days instead of two or three. Hostess had a response to this CNN breakdown of the treat’s ingredients: “Deconstructing the Twinkie is like trying to deconstruct the universe.” You’re right, Hostess. Except you can’t eat the universe.
If that is all is quite boring to you, then I recommend a visit to the Ghostbusters video after the jump. Go on, click “continue reading.” You know you want to. Continue reading →
This is what happens when you are put in a cage made of a mysterious, transparent and unbreakable material that allows you to witness others, free to frolic about, enjoying staring at you and your friends. You get sad, all right. And you think love might fix it. And it will! Well, it would, if it wasn’t for that glass wall.
I’m trying to snag the Nexus 4 before the rest of the world does the same tomorrow morning. Not going to happen. The page keeps telling me the device is “COMING SOON.” That, my friends, is like getting slapped in the face with a fish. It’s so bad, I made two of these animated GIFs. The second is one is after the jump. Continue reading →
Don’t be afraid. Aqmal Afiq isn’t. Go on, now. Get your face up on that disc that looks like a cat used it for a scratching post, and smear it. Do it. Five times for your CD, two times for your DVD. Yeah. Didn’t know that, did you? Oh, and put down the toothpaste. Aqmal did.
Lost him a few days ago when I went jumproping with my pet gorilla. Bad scene. Tigre seems happy now. Wait ’till he grows up. That dog will be named Snack, especially if he bites Tigre on the nose one more damned time.
All right, I never heard of any of these dudes, but I liked the tune, so up it went. Well, Sufjan sounded familiar. Indy rocker folksy guy. And it turns out he just released a version of most American song ever. And so the Internet snowball rolls.
Despite the desperate pleas of a child, a fearless man rolls onto his back to turn his a-hole into a dragon’s maw. Knowledge about weaponizing bodily emissions is always valuable, so I suppose we owe this man a salute. Thank you, sir. And all of you, too.