Classic New Orleans commercial. The only thing that has come close to this commercial since it originally aired are the “Biggest-no-brainer-in-the-history-of-earth” commercials for Lennox Financial. Enjoy this one from Frankie and Johnny.
Neville’s latest, What if Congress Adopted the Agile Manifesto, is truly great.
You can read the whole post at the jump, but here’s my favorite part:
10) Simplicity–the art of maximizing the amount of work not done–is essential.
…I think Congress skipped this step. Oh well, it was the only “essential” step.
I’ve long been an advocate of Congress getting as little “work done” as possible. Congress working means us either paying higher taxes or losing liberties–often times both. If you ever hear your Congressman bragging about how many pieces of legislation he’s had passed, vote that guy out as quickly as possible.
Oh, and if you aren’t familiar with the Agile Manifesto principles for software development, well…why are you still reading this? Click the link.
And you want them to run health care?
How is it that Radio Shack has my address and telephone number and knows that I bought a TV cable from them back in 1987, and yet, the Federal Government is still asking me where I was born and on what date.
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I apologize, I’m really pissed off this morning. Between you an’ me, I’ve had enough of this bullshit! You send the application to my house, then you ask me for my address.
Read the whole thing. I LOL’d several times. One for the ages!
You may want to wait until you get home to check this out (NSFW), but you should watch it just the same. You can get the idea and end the video early if you don’t want to hear bad language.
Since we are the proud owners of at least 6 different types of slings and carriers, and knowing that several dozen others are coveted by certain members of the household, I’m obligated to post this.
Thanks to @sugirly for showing me this.
I don’t think ol’ Lance Russel and Dave Brown really wanted to show this promo video of The New Generation. They seem to stumble around the subject for a while and don’t start the video until about 55 seconds in.
I think they were going more for Bo and Luke and ended up accomplishing Ace and Gary.
While I was enjoying perfect weather to play rugby–temp in the 60s, overcast skies, a light rain falling–and listening to people complain about playing in the cold, I was not taking part in what may have been the South’s greatest fireworks display this year, which was put on by my former club.
This was filmed from about 60-70 meters. To give you some perspective, the little ant-sized figure on the screen just under the play button is a person (allegedly)
I hear there is talk of actually scheduling this event on purpose in future years.
I’m thankful that wrestling interviews and promo videos have come so far since the 80s.
From People of Walmart. I’m not ashamed to say that I think this is the coolest jacket I’ve ever seen.
And he didn’t give attribution. And he hated irony!
Suggestion for The Tennessean — put as many of your internets as will fit into the trunk of your Prius, drive them over to Al Gore’s house (the lights are on), and leave them on a porch with a note telling him you don’t really know how they work.
BTW–Feel free to copy this post in its entirety and post it on your own blog. Just give me a link and it’s all good.
Long before she was walkin’ dogs naked down the street…
I never want to forget I overheard this conversation:
“You’re not going to wear my yoga pants.”
“Why? You never go to yoga.”
“Yes I do.”
“Touch your toes.”
“I can’t touch my toes. That’s why I go to yoga.”
Feel free to implement this business idea. I only work in the abstract.
Ever notice how you always want Chick-fil-A on Sundays? I mean you crave it on Sundays, right? You do anything for a Chick-fil-A to be open on a Sunday, right?
The concept of Chick Delay is simple:
You’re welcomed.
You’ve seen them, you’ve lusted over them, and now Amazon has a few in stock
Ah…I give up. Just head over there and read some of the reviews of this amazing product.
I don’t keep up with baseball anymore, but Michael Silence brought my attention to an unassisted triple play over the weekend.
When you’ve had an athletic career as long and decorated as mine (I’ll pause for you to finish laughing) that’s been so well documented (again, laughter) it’s sad to say the highlight, if it can be called that, occurred as a five year old in tee-ball. Yeah, I turned an unassisted triple play in tee-ball. You have to remember that when we were kids the only real rule difference between baseball and tee-ball was the tee itself.
I was playing shortstop and there were runners on 1st and 2nd. I ran into the space (is it really the “outfield” in T-ball?) to catch a pop up as the runners were heading to 3rd and 2nd. Luckily, I understood the rules of baseball at an early age, even though these poor kids didn’t. So all I had to do was run over and step on 2nd and tag the runner coming from first (h kept running right for me). Voila! Triple play!
If you played for “the orange team”–we didn’t have a sponsor–you may remember it. However, you were only 5 or 6 years old, so I’ll forgive you for forgetting.
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