Archive for the ‘Silliness’ Category

The news for penises, St. Lucy’s Eve edition

December 12, 2017

Tomorrow’s the day to set your hair on fire, especially if you’re a young Scandinavian girl. But while you’re waiting for Advent to culminate in Christmas, you can savor the lights of the season:

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Words on the big outside place

November 18, 2017

At noon on Friday of last week (the 10th), this event at Santa Clara University, an Environmental Studies & Sciences seminar:

Faculty will attempt to describe their research using only the 1,000 most commonly used words in English. Should be fun!

(Each talk about 5 minutes long.)

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The terrible truth about bubble wrap

June 20, 2017

A Joe Dator cartoon in the June 19th New Yorker:

(#1)

which will lead us to today’s Mother Goose and Grimm:

(#2)

Along the way we’ll visit the naugas and their hides.

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Poems About Sluts

June 13, 2017

(Until the last section, this posting is mostly about silliness. The last section, however, descends to talk of men’s bodies and mansex in street terms, so is not for kids or the sexually modest. I’ll insert a warning when this material is imminent.)

Passed on in Facebook by Michael Palmer, this preposterous book cover:

(#1)

Yes, of course, a hoax. And appeared as such in a volume entitled Bad Little Children’s Books: KidLit Parodies, Shameless Spoofs, and Offensively Tweaked Covers. Then there’s the real book whose cover was tweaked to yield #1.

Beyond all that, we could take the title of #1 at face value and celebrate sluts and sluthood.

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Play with your hot dogs

May 19, 2017

As the run-up to the American holiday Memorial Day continues (only 9 days to picnic time), Pinterest has responded with a board of playful things you can do with hot dogs — sometimes moderating their potential as phallic symbols, sometimes accentuating it. Five examples follow.

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Annals of p.r. pitches

March 2, 2017

In the tradition of my 2/4 posting “Demented p.r. pitches, absurd ad copy”, I begin with an annoying initial p.r. pitch (on January 6th) for “optimizing ad space”, from a representative (JP) of a company I’ll call King Holdings to a blogger (KW):

I’ve been trying to get in touch with somebody in regards to learning about your site’s advertising strategy – specifically how you’re set up monetizing your site.

My name is [JP] and I work for [King Holdings], which is a premium ad exchange …

I’d love to talk about how you’re currently optimizing your ad space and what [King] can provide to scale it. Who is the correct person to contact regarding this opportunity?

Rather than just deleting the feeler, or replying that he was a blogger and not in need of advertising, KW chose to take the bait and throw it back with a big hook in it (a response to Nigerian Scam letters that people occasionally adopt, even understanding that they might be embarking on a major project). (more…)

Morning: La Salade Imaginaire

February 24, 2017

A deeply silly morning name today, a play on the title Le Malade Imaginaire. Which then led me to some ethereal culinary musings.

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The carniguin

January 5, 2017

On Facebook, this came from Michael Palmer, who got it from Seth Andrew. (As with many such things, the creators of the image and the text are not identified.)

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Whimsical Park

January 2, 2017

From several Facebook friends, a link to this FB group:

Giraffic Park is Northern California’s preeminent rescue service and habitat for giraffes. This page will feature Giraffic Park’s many inhabitants.

Yes, a piece of whimsy, with a silly pun on the name of the movie Jurassic Park — a pun that seems to have been made many times, as part of several different kinds of playfulness (including movies in which giraffes are crossed with tyrannosaurs and then escape from the parks to which they’ve been confined).

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The news for cigars

November 18, 2016

Following up on yesterday’s posting “No cigar”, on a Tom Chitty cartoon with phallic foodstuffs striving to become cigars, two items: You’re no Cigar (Lloyd Bentsen: You’re no Jack Kennedy) and Sometimes a cigar is a lot more than a cigar (apocryphal Sigmund Freud: Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar).

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