“How could any pilot shoot a missile into a 2 meter-wide exhaust port, let alone a pilot with no formal training, whose only claim to fame was his ability to ‘bullseye womprats’ on Tatooine? This shot, according to one pilot, would be ‘impossible, even for a computer.’ Yet, according to additional evidence, the pilot who allegedly fired the missile turned off his targeting computer when he was supposedly firing the shot that destroyed the Death Star. Why have these discrepancies never been investigated, let alone explained?” By way of Triptych Cryptic, Uncomfortable Questions: Was the Death Star Attack an Inside Job? True, it’s not as devastatingly on point as The Onion‘s recent Bush Refuses to Set Timetable for Withdrawal of Head from White House Banister (“I am going to finish what I set out to accomplish here, no matter how unpopular my decision may be, or how much my head hurts while stuck between these immovable stairway posts.“) Still, decently amusing nonetheless…I was sold on it by the pic of Palpatine reading My Pet Bantha.
Tag: Humor
Seuss Gave Names to All the Animals.
It doesn’t seem to play nice with Internet Explorer at all, but this parody mash-up, Dylan Hears a Who: Seuss via Zimmerman — sent via my sister Tes — is definitely worth checking out. The joke aside, whoever put this together did a great job of capturing that vintage Dylan sound — I particularly like the “Ballad of a Thin Man”‘ed up version of “Miss Gertrude McFuzz,” but all seven tracks are surprisingly catchy and on point. Huzzah.
The Wicker Boy.
Via Ed Rants and The House Next Door, some wag has distilled the essence of Neil LaBute’s lousy Wicker Man remake into two minutes of sheer ridiculousness. I kinda wish I had seen it like this.
The Man with the Golden Gun (and One Red Shoe.)
Also (sorta) in the trailer bin, Tom Hanks. Is. Bond. (By way of my sister Tessa.)
Borat: The Rest of the Story.
“It’s a very funny movie. You have to laugh at it now. But at the time, we were just glad to get rid of him.” Also in Salon, a handy guide to what’s real and what’s not in Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan.
No Cred for Indy.
“The committee concurred that Dr. Jones does seem to possess a nearly superhuman breadth of linguistic knowledge and an uncanny familiarity with the history and material culture of the occult. However, his understanding and practice of archaeology gave the committee the greatest cause for alarm.” One sad note amid all the excellent election news: Despite the best efforts of Dean Marcus Brody, Indiana Jones has been denied tenure at Marshall College. (By way of The Late Adopter.)
Faaantastic.
“Experts Warn: NBA Season May Begin Sometime In Next Three To Six Weeks.” Yes, it’s true. In fact, our first look at Isiah’s up-tempo tweaks to the Knicks will occur tonight, in a pre-season game against the aging New Jersey Nets. (Yes, I’ll probably watch it, even though the Knickerbockers will no doubt once again be terrible all season. In fact, with that in mind, this may just be the year I finally break down and order the League Pass.)
Fame | Set Phasers on NIN.
Is it any wonder I reject you first? David Bowie rips up Ricky Gervais on Extras. And, while I’m snarfing arch Youtube links from Ed Rants, see also Kirk and Spock get “Closer,” in the Trent Reznor sense. (Some profanity…but you’ve probably heard the song by now.)
Hughes on First | Remotivate Me.
Some amusing links via other blogs: Pureboredom offers an appreciation of John Hughes soundtracks, with a number of worthy mp3s available for download (via Freakgirl), and Webgoddess points the way to this slew of decently funny motivational posters. We’re going to need more monkeys.
Peevishness, Palpatine, and Parselmouth.
By way of other, more frequently updated blogs, some amusing links to wile away the hours: the Curb Your Enthusiasm soundboard [LMG], the Emperor takes an important call [DangerousMeta], and Your Own Personal Samuel [Webgoddess] Use ’em at your own risk.