via nerdist.com
@nerdist put it best - this music vid will whip your mind's pants off and blow it.
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Wednesday, March 03, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Sienna ads by Jody Hill - fucking awesome
via youtube.com
Toyota, in spite of its recent recalls, is doing a lot of things right. I've been a Sienna owner for going on 5 months now, and let me tell you, that fucking thing is bad ass. Full disclosure, I'm a minivan lover and have been since I was 16 (not sure what's wrong with me), but this thing sets the bar pretty damn high.
Anyway, full marks to Toyota for going balls-out with this campaign. TV spots, social media integration, and Jody Hill of Eastbound and Down, Foot Fist Way, Observe and Report fame directing the spots.
Are they a Modern Family rip-off? Absolutely. But they're still funny. Nice work Toyota.
b is for bourbon | altruism in the morning.
Sweet cups - love seeing Nat's take on the coolest design-y things I'd never otherwise know about.
BMB digging his new air jordans, watching the syracuse game w dad. sickest shoes ever.
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Crazy Heart Original Motion Picture Soundtrack
via lala.com
The Dude deserves an Oscar for his role - the music was fucking awesome, the movie was strong too.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Found my calling
The only question at this point is "does the panther travel?" And I think the answer would have to be yes. Because if you can't go "off the panther" for double cup sinkage, is there even a point? I mean, yes, of course there is, but the panther adds that intangible that takes the competition to the next level.
Viva pong, and viva the panther.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
That was "Me Farting" by Chopin
Ever had to leave your desk every 5-10 minutes to release jaw-dropping, life-altering farts that rip a hole through time and space (and possibly your jeans)? Me neither. Especially not today.
I don't know what the deal is. I'm getting over some kind of a cold that apparently should be renamed "justgambledmaybelost" in recognition of the fact that I have this feeling every time one of said farts is exhumed from deep within me with a force that may actually be cracking tiles in the bathroom as it resonates off the walls.
And does this new-found and sudden inability to control my own ass have any implications as it relates to work? Will it harm my corporate reputation? Most would probably argue no, it wouldn't... but I'm not sure if that's a win.
Guess that's that. I'll be posting again soon - can't have this be the first thing everyone sees when they come here. (Yes, that's intended to be facetious. Nobody ever comes here.)
Sunday, October 04, 2009
The Wrong Hole?
I can safely say I never thought I'd be blogging about Scott Baio and how much I dig him, but frankly this is his finest hour. DJ Lubel is a pretty funny dude, and if you enjoy the below, check out his facebook page and his roast of Murray Hill culture, which is pretty spot on. (blogger admission - I too have blacked out at Joshua Tree. thanks Little General for a night to remember...or not, as the case may be.)
I've watched this video at least ten times, and the only thing I've seen that tops it is "sheep shearing" by Seth MacFarlane. But, different genres for sure. There's room for both in my pantheon of YouTube greatness. Enjoy.
Thursday, September 03, 2009
moody's back baby - countdown is on
what could possibly compel the laziest blogger in the west to come out of summertime hibernation to post? HANK MOODY. to paraphrase Steve from Eastbound and Down, Hank Moody Is Coming Back Fucking Soon.
Thursday, July 09, 2009
United sucks balls
I've never particularly enjoyed flying any airline except Virgin America. Mostly the experience ranges from below average to completely fucking intolerable, and 9 times out of 10 I'll arrive at my destination haggared, pissed, and totally spent. But that can be due to a number of factors, and it's not always because the airline itself supports a policy of total assholery.
United, it seems, DOES espouse this corporate ethos, as evidenced by this story, first reported by the Chicago Tribune.
The gist of the story is that a bunch of United baggage monkeys were seen throwing guitars around on the runway like retards in the tanbark. Among those was a $3,500 Taylor belonging to Dave Carroll. Oddly enough, upon arrival his guitar was broken. United told him to take a flying leap, and he pledged to write 3 songs about his shitty experience, and make them available to anyone in the world.
He followed through.
Video below - hope United crashes and burns on this one. Pun intended.
Thursday, July 02, 2009
Perfect. Snoop Dogg's Lakers Low Rider.
Better than the Batmobile. This ride speaks for itself. Well actually Snoop speaks for his ride. And it's fucking perfect. Enjoy.
Thursday, May 07, 2009
Wednesday, May 06, 2009
Worst strippers ever (but great ad)
Axe has been impressing the shit out of me recently. They take risks in their ads, and they're not afraid to say screw it, dudes in their 20s will dig this and those are our people.
Exhibit A:
This is one of my personal favorites - and below is the uncut longer version. For some reason this speaks to me...
And then there's this. I found it on Amy Paffrath's blog, and I've watched it ten times in the last half hour. Any ad that can recommend that you "finger. rub. spread." is pretty strong. The part that kills me every time is the dude at the very end of the ad in the background complaining "worst strippers ever." For some reason this absolutely wrecks me.
Finally, cuz I'm awesome like that, check out this ad for a wolf shirt posted on Amazon. I first came across this a long time ago, and @playrawkstar sent it back around again this afternoon. Worth it for the first comment alone, and just keeps getting better. You're fucking welcome.
Monday, April 06, 2009
Mow The Lawn
So I've been a little preoccupied with work, family, travel and borderline alcoholism these past 6-8 weeks, and the blog has taken a bit of a back seat in terms of priorities. Rock of Love Bus has remained top of mind though, and last night during each commercial break was a commercial for a different feminine hygiene product. I had to check the cable guide twice to make sure I wasn't watching the Lifetime channel by mistake. The logical connection is obviously that most of the ladies on the Love Bus fall into one of two categories: the low-rent whores who have probably infected the bus with crabs, or the professional "dancers" who if swayed to a new brand probably buy enough product to directly affect the revenue line.
Anyway, the bottom line is that commercials about bush trimming are funny. It's great to watch the ad men work hard to be creative about a subject they can't directly reference.
Favorite part is that the longer clip starts with a woman petting a cat that sits on her lap. Nice work agency!!
And shout out to Groovemonkey for reminding me that this is blog-worthy. Check out the Monkey's blog over at www.groovemonkey.com...
Monday, February 16, 2009
Steel Panther Rocks
"Whether they were jamming to sold out shows, or jizzing on passed out groupies...Steel Panther had only one way to go, and that was up."
I'll give you one chance to guess where I'll be on Thursday, March 19th at La Zona Rosa in Austin, TX: the Steel Panther show, that's effing where.
Is it blasphemous to compare a mocumentary to Spinal Tap after only watching for 2 minutes and 56 seconds? Probably, so I won't do it yet. But in asking that question, I actually just did.
Steel Panther.
Monday, February 09, 2009
Michael Phelps should get a pass. Really.
So Michael Phelps wins 12 gold medals for his country, at an immeasurable personal cost over several years in the prime of his life. Then he takes a little time out, hits the bong in London, gets sold out by some asshole who sends his picture to the tabloids, and gets crucified by the media.
Fair? Hardly. And if this didn't sum it up, check out the above by Seth Myers. Genius. And c'mon guys - if anyone gets a hall pass to let loose and smoke a little weed, I think it's Michael Phelps. Really.
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
GnR meets Nintendo. Get some.
Two things I love: Guns N' Roses and Nintendo. I've combined them in past by playing Wii while listening to the GnR catalog, but here's another mash-up I'm digging.
Does this make you feel like you're between innings in Baseball Stars? Enjoy.
I can support this kind of environmentalism
If only all environmentalists could somehow wrap drinks into their thinking, maybe they wouldn't come off as obnoxiously self-righteous. Good for you, Sierra Nevada. You're on the list for a key to my Sparks fallout shelter.
I'd like to see PETA integrate flavored vodka into its protests, and maybe I'll pay more attention to critical mass if they start wearing beer helmets while they create chaos.
Thanks to Piers and the gang at PSFK for surfacing this stroke of genius.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
You killed Sparks! You bastard!
Sparks is pretty awesome. What other malt liquor drink will get you bouncing off walls AND leave you with an orange tongue for up to 36 hours?? What better way to kick-start your pre-game than to throw back a Sparks or two while playing RockBand?? The jolt you get after a couple sips speeds the guitar fingers exponentially by the way.
I've been known to dabble.
Sparks has been a part of the pre-game ritual for as long as it's been on the market. But now, thanks to this guy, that's all going away.
I first found out about this travishamockery from Pej, and the Gruckers and I have been buying it off the shelves like we're preparing for the apocalypse. Which, in many ways, we are.
No need to elaborate when I can share this link; my favorite quote from his story is below. Sums it up nicely:
"Look, I know this isn't exactly the Israeli-Palestinian conflict in terms of important issues, but this is your government, and it's being bullied by some nerd with wire rimmed glasses and a Just for Men dadstache who hates to party. Petty as it sounds, this is one small issue that stands for a lot of bigger issues. You've gotta fight for your Right to Party."
Just for Men dadstache. Giggle.
Also, Sparks chicks are hot. Here's hoping they're not made to disappear with the rest of our fun.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Give the gift of...sheep.
I saw this commercial approximately 800 times during this past holiday season, and it made me laugh harder each time. The buildup to the gift this woman is about to receive reminds me of the Lexus commercials where she goes outside and there's a car outside wrapped in a bow.
Well, this ad has all the same type of buildup to the great gift, only when dude swings open the barn door, the big reveal finds a sheep standing there all nicely wrapped up in a bow. A SHEEP! A fucking sheep.
I thought this was a SNL skit on first viewing, or expected some the dude to walk up to the sheep, slice open his neck and pull out 8 blood diamonds that would eventually become the world's most expensive tennis bracelet. Nope.
And the best part is the woman's reaction - "How did you know?! It's perfect." First of all...what??? Second of all, I bet he knew because you live on a fucking farm and since the economy's in the tank all you talk about is needing more sheep. But those are some well-dressed farmers, and I can't imagine they're hard up for extra sheep...
A couple more questions while we're here:
- how long has that thing been in there tied up in a bow?
- how does one discreetly keep a sheep hidden in a bow for an extended period of time?
- do the kids assume Santa just carries all manner of livestock in his sleigh?
- what now? do they just carve his ass up and serve him for Christmas dinner? do they take him inside?
OK... that's all I got.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
If I ever needed rubbers again, I'd pick Durex
Sure it's only January, so it may feel like not so much of a big deal when I say this is the best thing I've seen all year. But I can safely say that the sentiment will hold true through at least June, barring any unforeseen Elisha Cuthbert sex tapes. (Sean Avery's sloppy seconds be damned - she is unbelievable.)
Now, I won't be needing condoms tomorrow, next week, next month, or in the 2020s. I'm pretty much covered. However, if I DID need to wear a hat, you can bet your ass that I'd pick Durex every time - this is possibly the best thing I've ever seen.
Take notes Sting. This is how it's done.
UPDATE - for some funny (and short) outtakes, click here.
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