Thursday, February 21, 2013

The Best Laugh Ever (Of The Day)

Try watching this without laughing yourself. I couldn't.

Thanks for the link, Daisy.


20 Love Songs We Never Want To Hear Again

"We" being Rolling Stone, though I agree with all their choices.


It's kind of fitting that this song was a hit in 1986, the height of the greed-is-good, conspicuous consumption Eighties; it's the ultimate trophy-wife ballad (barely edging out Eric Clapton's "Wonderful Tonight"). The fake-glitz muzak sound is perfect for a cheaply sentimental song about a guy whose appreciation of the woman beside him seems to work in direct relation to how many other guys hit on her at a party.


With their Rapunzel hair and chiseled cheekbones, you wouldn't kick Extreme out of bed for eating crackers. But you might kick them out of bed for being assholes. "More Than Words" packages metal-creep chauvinism in sensitive acoustic shrink-wrap. "'I love you' is not the words I want to hear from you," they sing. What is the words they want to hear? How about something along the lines of fuck me. Just don't say it with your mouth. Say it with your passive, wordless compliance.


When Journey went on hiatus toward the end of the Eighties, keyboardist Jonathan Cain and guitarist Neil Schon formed Bad English with John Waite of the Babys on vocals -- and went on to achieve levels of cheesy terribleness their other band had barely approached. No blow-dried power ballad ever did it bigger, dumber, emptier or gloppier than "When I See You Smile," a love letter to a girl who never forgets to bring an umbrella along on dates ("And when the rain is falling, I don't feel it 'cause you're here with me now"). Waite's herniated vocals make Steve Perry sound like Al Green.


Allegedly dashed off by Beach Boy Dennis Wilson and fifth Beatle Billy Preston at a party, this song makes you wonder what those two were huffing. A longstanding punchline for exaggerated sitcom courtship routines, it strings its clich├ęs – "a guiding light in the night," "heaven's gift to me" – around a title refrain qualified by "to me," like the shameless singer is hedging his bet. Joe Cocker gives it his best spazzy Ray Charles croon. But we'll take the Cows' sludge-metal desecration any day.


Riding a featherweight groove with barely enough reggae bump to catch a second-hand buzz, this teddy-bear come-on tosses out greeting-card metaphors ("porcelain skin" is lazy, but "bubblegum tongue"? -- c'mon, dude), then lapses into a fluff-jazz instrumental break that might put even Katy Perry to sleep. As midday hook-up anthems go, give us "Afternoon Delight" any day.


"My life is brilliant," declares James Blunt. Good for you, man – but your song is wack. When it comes to the squishiest unrequited love ballad of the 21st century, it's tough say what's more annoying: the drama-queen stalker lyrics, the whiney vocal tone, or the syrupy melody. And that's not to mention the ridiculous beefcake video, where Blunt strips in the snow and then jumps off a cliff---an act that might feel more tragic if it wasn't shot like an underwear ad.


On this acoustic valentine (written by Fiona Bevan and Ed Sheeran), the teen-pop gods congratulate themselves for loving you despite your manifest imperfections. Harry Stiles sings: "You never want/To know how much you weigh/You still have to squeeze into your jeans/But you're perfect to me." Well, not perfect perfect. More like, ya know, fat. Harry, your depth frightens us.


Dave Matthews has always had kind of had a sex-panther side, and there's nothing wrong with that. But his most popular love song obliterates the fine line between sexy and icky. The melody is pretty, the passion undeniable, the vocals fragile and hopeful. But when he sings, "hike up your skirt a little more and show your world to me," he suddenly flips from sweet singer-songwriter to pervy happy hour stalker.

What other songs belong on this list?

(See the rest here, which include songs from Elton John, Phil Collins, Celine Dion, Stevie Wonder, Jewel, 'N Sync, and more)

News: Florida Couple Addicted to Coffee Enemas

They must spend a fortune at Starbutt's.

From ABC News. Link from Robert McLeod.
Florida Couple Addicted to Coffee Enemas, 100 a Month

Mike and Trina swear by their coffee. He enjoys a fine espresso grind, which is "on the cold side"; she prefers a "saturated blend" that is "warm and thicker."

The St. Petersburg, Fla., couple refuses to drink the caffeinated beverage, which they say is bad for their health. Instead, they use it as an enema. They each have at least 100 coffee enemas a month, 6,000 in all since their addiction began two years ago.

"I started the whole debacle," Trina, who did not want to reveal her last name, told "Then it took on a life of its own. I twice tried to stop and felt worse, so I do this every day and as much as I can. But it's very time-consuming."

"I love the way it makes me feel," said Trina. "It gives me a sense of euphoria."

The couple admits they perform their caffeinated enema at least four times a day. Once, Trina said she did "nine or 10" in a 24-hour period.

Her husband Mike, 45, said he initially thought, "Oh my god, how disgusting," but then he tried it, "and now I am addicted."

TLC has outdone itself in the fourth season of "My Strange Addiction," which always carries the warning "do not attempt" this at home. The couple heats up the coffee on the stove and injects the liquid into their colons to clean out their lower intestines. 

(Story continues here.)

Punny Business: Stores With Awesomely Bad Pun Names

I don't know if these draw or repel customers, but I'm grateful for the laughs.

That's why he was dancing on the ceiling. He needed new flooring.


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