so flying home for christmas, i flew on virgin and for those of you that don't know the wings of the planes have american flags on the tips, like this:
the plane was stuffed full, mostly with wigglely, seat-back kicking children and i was trying to tune everything out. but i did hear a little boy, around 5 or so, yell, "mommy, mommy!" and point to the plane wings and say "we're on a barack obama plane!"
This bastard tells it like it is, and I like that.
Seriously, though, Prairie dog. You are really fat. This makes it very difficult for me, because the fact that your feet aren't touching the ground and your arms are kind of hanging down on your fat folds is fucking cute as shit. Am I supposed to feel bad for you? Is this what you wanted, Prairie dog? Damn you and your scheming ways.
There were two very important yellowed sheets in my mom's recipe box. They were covered in plastic and from a Woman's Day magazine dated 1/8/1985. Baby Fozzie's Dump Cake was THE recipe my sister and I loved and we never grew tired of it. I don't even remember if we bothered to try the other ones (they look kinda gross now). For a while my mom thought she lost them and we were devastated. But o ho ho! We found them.
edit: Just for the record - I wrote the game from scratch!
Dr. Greco and Dr. Greco, 8 and 6 respectively, have previously performed surgery on a predator. The wolf had a see-through stomach installed with a zipper for easy access and all teeth extracted to ensure the prey was swallowed whole. (for pics of wolf and contents: click here for flickr photos) The video below is of a recent cute critter rescue.
Found on Not Martha
Found on Notcot
Billy the dog adopts baby goat!
a video of people ages 1 through 100 playing the drums
Found by Chia, passed on to me by Sheila
Off came the jacket and the belt and the boots and the jewelry and out came the laptop and into about five plastic bins went everything, all the while figuring I'd zip right through, given how careful I'd been in my carry-on packing, nothing to raise any alarms and nothing to cause any sort of delay, no liquids and no lotions and no Astroglide travel packs and this time I even had the foresight to remove the tiny 1-inch Leatherman Squirt from my keychain (my third one — I keep forgetting) because everyone knows how easy it would be to hijack a goddamn jetliner by, say, threatening to give the pilot a really awful pedicure with that badass 1-inch nail file.
This short film found on Fabulist! isn't exactly cute cute like mini elephants but has elements of cuteness to it and I still wanted to share. All the ways I can think of to describe it seem too shallow, but it is a beautiful sweet and heart-breaking piece about love, how our perceptions of ourselves are influenced so much by others, and loss. Not safe for work since it is simply shots of a naked body.
Striking, moving and utterly beautiful. It's worth six minutes of your life.
Its a love story with 2 characters who start in different locations. His story starts at 16th and Valencia, in front of the Crown Hotel / Limon Restaurant with the text "He Leaves his Lonely Apartment." Her story starts at 21st and Guerrero in front of a stunning mansion with the text, "She Leaves her Lonely Apartment." Eventually their paths merge, at the point where they meet, and their paths travel together until drama pulls them apart.
Their are two possible endings, happy and tragic, and two other points where the story can end unexpectedly if the viewer chooses the wrong ending. All in all, there are 4 possible endings.
I randomly came across this while looking for a pair of shoes on the internet. Too cute!
Found at Wardomatic
There are about 50 suggestions, but my favorite is this one:
Although shy they're good workers, and can be coaxed into transporting lumps of coal across the floor for the small fee of a sprinkling of Lucky Charms.
Just don't startle one, or it's liable to fall to the floor with a pitiful squeak and disappear in a puff of soot.
I want to pretend that I am the giant asteroid worm from Empire and put this cookie on my tongue. I'll do all the dialogue about Mynocks and "This is no cave!" with the cookie in my mouth, so it'll sound more like "Thith ith no caaath!" and then in a startling rewrite to the original script, the Millenium Cookie Falcon will fail to escape from the monster and I will chem and swallow the fastest cookie ship in the glaxay, along with its droid, human and wookie passengers.
This means that they will never fall into Darth Vader's trap at Bespin's Cloud City, and that Luke will never have a reason to leave Yoda's training early. Sure, his friends and sister will die, but at least there won't be any need to go chill with Ewoks.
The Life of Riley
Can you imagine saying, oh yes, but that happened 80 years ago? Or yeah, I was seven like a hundred years ago. No, really.
Olive has some amazing stories and I hope she posts frequently. The one I just read was that she had a couple of rotten teeth when she was pretty young, maybe late 20s, 30s and she went to the dentist and because she didn't want her teeth drilled on and didn't want to be bothered going back and forth to the dentist, she made him pull all her teeth out, all at once, with no painkillers.
Olive: Oh, really?
Seniors at a retirement community realized, "Hey, those Wii's we got for our grandkids are pretty cool. We want them too!"
This is what it looks like when 8,900 people make snow angels in Bismarck, ND, setting a world record for most snow angels made in one place.
The eaglets' birth parent(s) - we'll assume father(s) - were nowhere to be found, leaving behind only a small sign which read Eaglets - Mixed Media - 2007 and the initials pdl, accompanied by the ASL symbols for each letter. This stylized attribution leads the Bent to believe local performance art trio Jason Puccinelli, Jed Dunkerley, and Greg Lundgren, also known collectively as Vital 5 Productions, are responsible for this gift of life.
"Meet La La, a 14 yr old King penguin who likes nothing more than wearing his backpack and going food shopping for his family in Japan."
Via Fecal Face
"It caught up to me, and then it jumped on my back and started licking my ear, so I pushed it off and it started licking my ear again," Kevin said. "So I just kept on running, and there were coaches with sweat shirts and they yelled at me to come towards them. So I ran towards them, and they shooed the deer off with their sweat shirts."
Kevin and his coaches have a theory on why the deer chased him.
"The coaches said that it wanted the salt from the sweat on my back, and, um, I think it was using me as a human salt lick," said Kevin, who learned a valuable lesson from the bizarre encounter.