Just when you thought it was safe to surf the Internet, it’s another Downfall parody. (Not safe for work.) At least the creator did a bit more editing than usual. (Blame Mike. He sent it to me.)
I can only imagine Ellison’s reaction: “Ray Bradbury gets hot young women that want to screw him, and I get Hitler? What the hell is wrong with the Internet?”
Consider this your yearly warning not to try driving your car on icy hills. Unless you like playing a really expensive and dangerous version of bumper-cars…
Note: Not my videos, so I’m not responsible for musical choices, commentary, etc.
Bonus: City bus.
You might really want to consider slowing down in this weather. I said slow down! Never mind…
I’m not sure if “bailing out” is the right move here.
I’m pretty sure it’s not the optimal solution here:
Meanwhile, in Russia…
How about staying home and reading a nice book instead?
Coyote Falls:
Given how very badly it could have gone (audio very NSFW), they did a remarkable job of capturing the original’s virtues.
Now if we could just get a worthy new Daffy cartoon…
From Blur Studio.
This one is amusing enough to share. Especially the “unspeakable horror” bit.
And now for another episode of whoring for dollars!
Actually, I seldom promote any products beyond book and DVD links on this blog, but The Complete Monty Python’s Flying Circus 16 Ton Megaset (which gets you all the TV episodes and two live shows) for $34.99 strikes me as a good enough deal that I’m going to order one for myself.
And now, the Dead Parrot Sketch.
Nirvana covers Terry Jacks’ maudlin hit “Seasons in the Sun.”
Stumbled across this image at this story on Alan Moore passing on getting the rights to Watchmen back if he would write sequels:
Wish I could tell you who the artist is.
And as long as I’m stealing awesome wrong Watchman images…
And if you haven’t seen it already, this Saturday Morning version is so many kinds of wrong:
Finally, please note that many of the above can be found at this site dedicated to Watchmen parodies.
Ever now and then you stumble across something that, given your general tastes and outlook, you shouldn’t like, but you do anyway. “What, you like that?” asks your friends. “That is so not you.”
Take Mocca’s “I Would Never” as an example, a simple, charming pop song done in an easy-listening style that went out of fashion at least 40 years ago. I chanced across this a few years ago searching for something else, and every now and then get a yen to hear it again, which then necessitates trying to remember the name of the artist. And then I find it again, only to discover that, yes, it’s still not on iTunes.
So I’m embedding the video here as much as a blog sticky note to myself as sharing it with others…
Mocca seems to be a Indonesian pop band which has done several albums of material in this style: Poppy, upbeat, cheerful, and deeply un-ironic, which must be a crushing disappointment to jaded hipsters everywhere. It’s just well-done and…pleasant.
Sometimes that’s enough.