This might have been nice…

In a weird, hope-the-air-conditioning-doesn’t-break kinda way.

(From a 1950’s issue of Popular Mechanics.)

Only funny if…

Okay, these are only probably really funny if you’re familiar with the phenomenon of “lolcats” and are a history buff-so essentially, just to me.  There are a couple here that were chuckle-worthy (and many, MANY that weren’t…as with most Farks, not entirely work-safe either)

But I found these two funny:

E-cards.

I do enjoy a good e-card now and again. My parents are fond of sending them, and I enjoy getting them when they do.

That being said, I love finding weird e-card websites.

Like this one. Be warned, adult themes and language.

Here are some examples:

Geocaching.

Sean and I took up Geocaching a couple of years ago. We hadn’t been for a while, but yesterday we got a new GPS-a Garmin Etrex Legend that my brother and sister-in-law bought for us as a wedding gift.

So we went back out today and hit three sights in Decatur-it was nice to get back out to Geocache and I think we’d both forgotten how fun it is.

Anyway, we hit this little horse park-I’d never heard of such a thing, but it’s kind of cool-it has little sites similar to a campground, but in addition each spot has a place to tie horses.

And there was an Abe Lincoln tie-in, which I always enjoy:

I can’t wait to go Geocaching with the nieces again this year-they really loved it last year on our family vacation to Colorado. They like it-for them it’s just a neat treasure hunt.

Postsecret.com.

Every Sunday, I got to Postsecret.com. It’s a blog that started a while back by a man-Frank Warren-who did an installation piece on people’s secrets-he distributed cards and invited people to post a secret that they’d never told anyone on it.

He ended up getting so many entries that he compiled a book, and then started the website.

Often it’s self-absorbed and full of teen angst, and often I wonder if it’s not some kind of one-up-me kind of thing for a lot of people. But it still moves me from time to time.

Last Sunday, the following interchange-featuring a card that was sent to Warren and then  responses that were emailed-was one that moved me. The original card:

And the responses:

 

There are times when I realize no amount of public discourse or debate is ever going to speak as loudly as the quietest voices.

“Thanks Mom” Bone Marrow Drive.

From now until May 21, signing up for the Bone Marrow registry is free, as opposed to the $50ish fee that is normally charged for processing:

Use the link in the image if you’re interested in getting more information. This is a cause I really believe in, even to the point that I spammed my own friends (for the first and last time-sorry guys!) with this great offer.

All you have to do is sign up and they’ll send you a kit with swabs that you just send back. That’s it!

I was really saddened when I learned I wouldn’t be able to register-for now, at least. So I’m doing the next best thing I can-trying to spread the word.

Thank your friends.

Last year, an old friend of mine passed away. It’s been almost ten months since his death, and I still go through very tough phases when I mourn his death as vividly as I would have had we still been close.

He was my first “real” friend after high school, and though we had not been close for many years, I still thought of him like a family member.

I never got a chance to tell him how much he influenced who I am today. This week, for some reason, I’ve been thinking about that a lot.

Thank your friends. You won’t regret it.

“Digital Elegies”.

I was going to some person’s blog to look at his interesting analysis of LOLcats, the internet meme, when I stumbled on his analysis of something that I find infinitely fascinating-the way that kids in modern times deal with death and loss in the dynamic world of the internet.

It highlights this website, which lists the myspace and facebook pages of people who have died. It’s infinitely dark and the weight of it is almost unbearable. So some look at it irreverently-which in itself is a way to deal with the fragility of life, I suppose.

It’s as if the modern obituary has become a fluid entity. Indeed, we may have written the basis for our own ourselves.

You know what I love?

I love used book stores.

We have one about 22 miles from here, called The Old Book Barn. I wish I had a million dollars so I could go there every day.

Today I picked up five books:

• Music For Chameleons, by Truman Capote, a collection of short stories.
• The Wild Bunch, by James D. Horan, an old book about Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid that I may or may not read for my other blog, In Cold Blog.
• Things My Girlfriend And I Have Argued About, by Mil Millington, a hilarious book I read a couple of years ago based on the website by the same name.
• Running With Scissors, by Augusten Burroughs, which is about…well, something, I’m sure.
• A Private Disgrace-Lizzie Borden by Daylight, by Victoria Lincoln, which I have actually started and am not at all impressed with, as of yet. I will probably also review this one for my aforementioned blog.

The body of Christ-now with Easy Cheese!

I ran across this on the internet, and I thought it was funny.

Basically, he took what those of us who at one point were church-goers, or who are currently church-goers know well as “communion wafers“-these cardboard-like discs that are served during communion (now available here in both white and wheat!)-and tried them with various toppings to see if the taste was improved.

To say these wafers are bland would be a giant understatement. And for some reason, they always get stuck in my teeth, creating an uneasy dilemma of “do I pick the body of Christ out of my teeth, or what?”

Sacreligious? Perhaps. Enjoyed by me-the preacher’s kid who ate more of these things than bubble gum as a kid? Yep.

I’m going to hell, but I’m guessing I’ll be in good company.