Category: Not-politics

Support your local Morris dancer.

Seriously, they’re worried about keeping the practice going.

Morris dancers urge young to strap on the bells

LONDON (Reuters) – Britain’s morris dancers, renowned for bells on knees, colored rags and flower-bedecked hats, are launching a recruitment drive to convince young people that their stick-slapping art form is not a thing of the past.

The folk revival of the 1960s and 1970s, spearheaded by artists like Bob Dylan, led to a surge in interest in morris dancing in Britain.

But dancers who started out then are now in their 60s and often unable or unwilling to try and keep up with the accordion music.

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If you’re looking for a handy resource on “dinosaur/prehistoric gaming”…

…and really, who among us is not? – Anyway, I suggest that you check out this post by Yours in a White Wine Sauce!, which appears to be a site that’s all about the Vernian–Wellsian–Castle Falkenstein flavor of steampunk.

No, there’s more than one flavor to the genre.  For example, compare the above to, say, The Difference Engine…

This worked suprisingly well.

The Obama Inauguration Speech Generator. I didn’t know the final version before I tried it out, I swear:

My fellow Americans, today is a actinic day. You have shown the world that “hope” is not just another word for “aliens”, and that “change” is not only something we can believe in again, but something we can actually invade.

Today we celebrate, but let there be no mistake – America faces radiological and stark challenges like never before. Our economy is slimy. Americans can barely afford their mortgages, let alone have enough money left over for invasion fleets. Our healthcare system is tentacular. If your brain is sick and you don’t have insurance, you might as well call a scientist. And America’s image overseas is tarnished like a invasion fleet uranium mine. But mutating together we can right this ship, and set a course for The Washington Monument.

Finally, I must thank my squamous family, my mind-destroying campaign volunteers, but most of all, I want to thank our women for making this historic occasion possible. Of course, I must also thank you, President Bush, for years of leering the American people. Without your mutated efforts, none of this would have been possible.

Earworm excision watch.

Given that pretty much nobody’s heard “The Wild Pair” since this video:

(From the album Forever Your Girl)

…and, honestly: Paula Abdul’s career hasn’t really been a top discussion topic lately either; I think that it’s probably fair to say that opposites do not really attract.

Now maybe I’ll get this song out of my head. Curse you, oldies station. Curse you forever.

TRUE CAUSE OF THE HUDSON RIVER CRASH!

I might have known:

NEW YORK, NY – US Airways flight 1549 made an emergency water landing in the Hudson River just after 3:30pm yesterday afternoon. Initial reports suggesting the plane struck a flock of geese have been dismissed with the discovery of new evidence confirming that the plane struck and killed the religious icon Flying Spaghetti Monster.

Two observations (aside from the usual, which is that I love the Weekly World News)
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Looking for something to read? (Harry Turtledove)

(Today’s guy: Harry Turtledove)

I’m actually not a very good book reviewer, mostly because I… I have no idea why, actually.  I’m just not.  You don’t hear very many people matter-of-factly answer Because I just suck at it to that particular question, which is a shame.  There’d be less time wasted if more people did.

Well, despite my sucking at book reviewing, I recommend that you pick up Harry Turtledove’s The Man with the Iron Heart if you were or are at all relieved at the way that the Surge turned out.  Or if you have a Lefty friend whose perception you want to test.

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Cracked.com counts off “The 12 Most God Awful Tribute Albums Ever Recorded”

It’s… pretty bad, yeah.

How bad?

#1 on the list is The String Quartet Tribute to Limp Bizkit.

This is the one. This is the album that should really just signal the end of music. Someone with a real background in music had to arrange these songs. A classically trained cellist had to read sheet music titled “N 2 Gether Now.” At one point in rehearsals, a real-live conductor probably had to say “Okay, gang, let’s take it from ‘Now I know y’all be lovin’ this shit right here.'” Where does music go from here? Where do any of us go from here? How can anyone go on in life knowing that this album exists? Anyone? Hello?!

And #2 IS NOT A JOKE.