Not-politics – Page 1221

Well, George Karl certainly couldn’t be a professional socialist.

I don’t normally cover sports – particularly basketball, which is a fine game to play, if not to watch – but when I get forwarded this comment by Denver Nuggets head coach George Karl about the NBA’s quote-unquote ‘Green Week’:

Karl said. “I think it’s a great week. I’m an amateur socialist, I’m going green.

…and I see that the man is currently under an extension option for a $3 million/year contract, I’m pretty much require to say: dude, this socialism thing?

You’re doing it wrong.

Crossposted to RedState.

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Aerosmith doing Come Together.

Thanks to Twitter – and Caleb’s mom – you get to see this.

Aerosmith

(pause)

Yeah. Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band was downright strange.

The most interesting thing about 4’33”.

Not that it exists.

Not that it actually illustrates an interesting question about the nature of music.

Not even that it was subject to a copyright dispute.

No, it’s that you can buy the album on Amazon: John Cage’s 4’33

Tanjit, I was hoping for the Squeez Bacon.

I mean, OK, I can see why lots of people might actually want to buy the Tauntaun Sleeping Bag that ThinkGeek mocked up for April Fool’s Day: I can also understand why TG might look upon this notion with stereotypical dollar signs in their eyes. But bacon from a squeeze bottle is marketing gold, friends. I would buy that stuff so fast it’d make your head spin.

And then I’d make sure my wife never, ever found out.

Via AoSHQ‘s headlines.

Well, my Final Four for Deceiver Madness…

…I got two out of four, which is at least better than the guy running it. Of the existing four, it’s going to be Al Gore against PETA, and Al Gore’s going to destroy them the way that he destroys polar bears, and they destroy household pets. I’ve got a good feeling about this; mind you, I thought that Tom Cruise and Barack Obama were going to make it this far…

Newest tool for educators: Jimi Hendrix.

“Hey,” said Garcia. “We’re in San Francisco.”

Don’t get me wrong. I spent quite a lot of time listening to Jimi Hendrix at high volume in college: …but that was when I was in the dorm room. A little weird to bring that spirit into the classroom, no?

There was a time when teachers would freak at the sound of Jimi Hendrix’s “Purple Haze” or “Stone Free.” Now the San Francisco school district wants them to get in the spirit.

(Via Joanne Jacobs) I mean, come on. Drug overdose. You have to expect that people are going to bring that particular life decision up when it comes time to discuss what the man had to teach us about existence.
Crossposted to RedState.

Somewhere, a friend of mine is murmuring “Revennnngeeee.”

Where’s My Cow?

My child loves Where’s My Cow?.

I have read Where’s My Cow? to my child five times so far today, and my wife has done so twice.

I expect that this sequence of events will not change in the foreseeable future.

I think that I like this.

Tony DeSare.

It’s a neat concept, and he does it well – but he’s trying to stuff six pounds into a five pound bag. Then again, Prince is actually pretty hard to do properly; the artist’s self-parodying image is such that it can obscure the exceptionally talented artist that hides beneath it.

Bacon from a squeeze bottle!

Squeez Bacon

It’s real. It’s bacon that you can squeeze out whenever you want squeezable bacon. It is not an April Fool’s joke. It is one of the greatest ideas ever. You want some of this. You want a case of this*.

Via Caleb Howe, whose Twitter you want to follow. If you do the Twitter thing, that is.

Moe Lane

You also want Bacon Flavored Mints. Don’t try to lie about it, either. Continue reading Bacon from a *squeeze bottle*!

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Please be engaging in your mandatory voluntary following of my heroic worker’s Tweets.