Walking on the Moon

See, Rod, Keith Phipps understands Tom Petty.

It’s been quiet here, but now and again you see something too good not to pass on.  So it is with this story of a snappy suit’s origin.

My sweet baby points out this incoherent web site that sells perhaps the best thing ever.  Do yourself a favor and cut right to commercial.

Are there happier words than 50,000 volt stun pen?

If you are amazed and frightened by other’s misfortunes with heavy equipment, this collection is pretty impressive. Sure productivity killer for aviation enthusiasts. That link is courtesy of my sweet baby.

She also saw this find of heretofore lost Winsor McCay art.

Finally, Christopher Bahn at the AV Club brings us a fine piece of surreality. A copy of Kurt Cobain’s suicide note with Google Ads content interspersed. Eerie. Creepy.

More Elvis/Geller mayhem.

Well this story is a little close to home. Link courtesy of Jeffrey Rowland’s Overcompensating. But you’re already reading Overcompensating, I’m sure.

Now there’s a headline more suited to a Tintin book than the real world. And yet the BBC ran it. OK, something close.

At the Planes of Fame Airshow, Kevin and I ran into a guy who assures us that an RC enthusiast built a flying Spruce Goose. Sure enough, it’s out there.

I’ve been meaning to post some links for a while, but life’s had other plans for me. Here’s a dump of fun stuff on the web.

This is apparently making the rounds, but some clever human(s) have done a pretty hysterical spoof of all the Shakespeare-based teen movies with a Biblical one. Courtesy of the Onion AV Club.

In addition to the AV Club’s other fine work, they also bring me The Hater, without whom I wouldn’t know that the American press thinks that Iraqi love for Lionel Ritchie is news. I also wouldn’t know that the National Review will apparently publish anything. Now I know shooting holes in this thing is, in P.J. O’Rourke’s immortal phrase, “like shooting dairy cows with a high powered rifle and scope.” But just FYI, Frankie Goes to Hollywood quotes Coleridge pretty directly (see #29), but I guess they’re not as butch as Iron Maiden. I see that the “fact checkers” have also realized that Falco wrote “Der Kommissar,” not ATF. It’s amazingly bad work, even on such a puff piece. Though it’s nice to see someone else liked ATF’s version of “Der Kommissar.”
Warren Ellis spotted this televangelist just popping a gasket on the air. The bizarre rant about getting a Ph.D at Stanford so he wouldn’t have to talk to morons is worth it. I hope I remember it when I finally snap.

Heaven knows where Rod Van Meter found this clip of radar showing FedEx arrivals to Memphis as a big thunderstorm arrives but I’m glad he did. If you’re wondering why captains get the big bucks, this doesn’t look easy.