Category: Funny

As most of you know, I attended a women’s college. One of the biggest mysteries to me was why many of the men I know asked me whether or not we used to have pillow fights. I cannot tell you how many have confessed that they just have this stereotype/fantasy of college girls in a single-sex environment having pillow fights.

I think I just found out why that fantasy exists – and how come it seems to be the same across age groups.

This dates back to 1897 and comes to us courtesy of Thomas Edison – yes, that Thomas Edison. He would have been 50 at the time, so I’m sure he quite enjoyed the short scene of romping young ladies.

Lately we’ve seen a lot of hysterics in the media about the militia movement. For some reason they really want to portray some resurgence in the movement now that Big-O is in the White House. The militia movement was never my cup of tea, but I don’t think there’s any harm from people declaring themselves defenders of the Republic, and heading out into the woods with guns and playing army. But to hear the media, you’d think these folks were a few truckloads of semtex short of Al-Qaeda, rather than enthusiasts of a different stripe.

As proof that everyone is somebody else’s weirdo, we discover that there’s a group that likes to get together and play Mars astronaut in the Utah desert.

The Mars Society is a group that prepares for man’s eventual exploration of Mars with simulations in the Utahan desert. But their mission logs, posted regularly on the group’s website, reveal a tension that is very real—and very funny.

The two-week simulations, including various experiments and equipment tests, take place at the Mars Desert Research Station, located outside Hanksville, Utah. The volunteers who participate are expected to take the matter very seriously—after all, our future Mars colony depends on it. But of course, some pretend Mars astronauts are more dedicated than other pretend Mars astronauts and this is where the trouble starts.

Read the whole hilarious thing. The comments are pretty funny too.

From SayUncle, about the controversial Green Police Ad that aired during the Super Bowl:

The commercial should have ended with a guy in a big ass Ford Earthfucker^tm that gets 5 miles per gallon with seats made from baby seals blowing past the roadblock billowing smoke. And, for effect, the driver flips them off. I’d buy that car. Not this little compliant pansy car. You appeal to Americans in an ad by showing rebellion and general orneriness. Not passiveness, compliance, or sheepishness.

Makes me wonder if they used people back home in Germany for this ad. I mean, the same country did bring the world the Playmobil Police Checkpoint.

Who wants to have a little goof on Friday? More fun from the Pennsylvania Capitol serves as inspiration:

Rep. John Yudichak, D-Luzerne, showed up for work this week. And he was so proud of what he was supposed to be doing in the first place that he felt obligated to put out a press release about it: “Yudichak Participates In Hearing On Establishing State Energy Agency,” was the breathless headline.

If merely showing up is all it takes to warrant a news release, here’s ours: “Micek Blogs, Has Ham Sandwich For Lunch, Enjoys Several Long Contemplative Silences.”

Try it at home … see if you can sum up your working week in a press release headline.

I look forward to the animal rights activists protesting the needless death of birds by nature’s most dangerous creatures – men with guns snapping turtles.

This just cracks me up:

Record lows across South Florida are literally freezing the invasive iguana in its tracks. …

Scientists said these seemingly suicidal lizards are a result of South Florida’s record cold weather. Iguanas prefer temperatures in the 80s and 90s. With Wednesday morning’s temperatures at around 35 degrees, a handful of lifeless lizards hung from branches and fell to the ground.

While these iguanas appeared dead, experts said they are not. When temperatures drop below 40 degrees, iguanas go into a type of hibernation in which their bodies essentially turn off, only allowing the heart to pump blood. When the temperature rises above 40 degrees again, the iguanas are revived. …

While the lizards’ comatose state provides a perfect opportunity to reign in the invasive species, Magill had a warning.

“I knew of a gentleman who was collecting them off the street and throwing them in the back of his station wagon, and all of a sudden these things are coming alive, crawling on his back and almost caused a wreck,” Magill said.

I am not a parent. Nor am I planning to become one in the foreseeable future. But should that change, I’m going to make sure I read Tony Woodlief’s entire blog archives. It takes a very talented writer and wise father to connect vampire and zombie flicks to the challenges of parenting. And yet he does in a way that not only gets at an important reminder for parents, but also makes me laugh.

There are monsters in the world, to be sure, but there is also goodness and hope, and I suppose I didn’t realize that when I was a child. There is goodness and hope, and this is what I want my children to know. I’ll teach them how to work a shotgun for good measure, just in case we are besieged by zombies.

The post may also fan the flames of a good vampire vs. zombie debate, but what good lesson in parenting doesn’t?