shuch shoft shkin
I try to put myself in someone else’s shoes before I judge them, which begs the question; How would I feel if K-Lo painted a portrait of me standing behind a shirtless 20 year old?
purple hatorade · Let there be funk
And there was funk, and it was good.
Great youtube mashup of different musicians stitched together to become the greatest funk band of all time. Did i oversell it? Maybe, but check it out anyway.
chesterfly · Augmented Reality
From the crazy people at GE Ecomagination comes a a great paper vision implementation for a new way to interact with your webcam. Print out the pdf, hold it up to your webcam and watch the animation come to life on the screen. You can rotate it, move it forward and backwards, and turn it upside down. Interesting to see this coming to the corporate world. Pretty impressive. This could really revolutionize pop up books and educational materials. Imagine putting your calculus book in front of your laptop and see equations in 3D…
Printable Checklist
Possibly one of the more useful sites to come out in a long time. Printable Checklist promises exactly what you would think. Got errands to run? Need to make a list and print it out? Click on the box, type in what you need to do, then add another line to continue. Print and run. Very helpful.
Tiny Art Director
For those of you with little ones and in the business of creative, check out Tiny Art Director. Each post starts with an illustration, and a creative brief given by Tiny Art Director (A dinosaur, not too scary) then the critique (He’s a ugly one! I hate those kind of dinosaurs! Where’s your eraser?) A job status (Rejected) and any additional info.
Very fun.
zenzer · 
Presidential Physical Fitness Test
The most photogenic human of all time—he even looks good from the back. I’m guessing this is not the “flexed arm hang,” if you recall that alternative to pull-ups from junior high P.E.:
Man, what does it mean to actually like the president? Liking the leader of the establishment is about as uncool as it gets!
buttery beeping · 
LOGOFF
I have a coworker who never logs off. Since last week, every time he forgets to logoff I make this his desktop image. He’s a big kurt warner fan and very much not a fan of centaurs, unicorns, etc.
Toughest Gig Ever
Eddie Adcock, one of the greater lesser know banjo pioneers under went surgery in Nashville Tenn to help reduce shaking in his hand.
“Surgeons placed electrodes in Mr Adcock’s brain and fitted a pace maker in his chest which delivers a small current which shuts down the region of his brain causing the tremors.”
Best Headline Ever:
Banjo Used In Brain Surgery
Be sure to watch the video…
The Final Countdown
Ahh, to be young and alone…
Love thy Neighbor
At the annual How Berkeley Can You Be? festival this past Sunday, I finally discovered a political movement I can get behind:
More pictures of the parade—including art cars, political sculptures, hippy-dippy performances, and loveable weird-and-proud Berkeley characters here. I love living in a place that downright brags about its weirdos, where nudists are welcome in the city parade, and polyamorists hand out literature to promote the “cause.”
By the way, where do nudists keep their house keys?
Who needs Rush?
So, ever since this incident with the tickets, I’m obsessing on the Kenny G phenomenon. I find it fascinating when there’s some entity or sensation that is explosively popular, raking in millions of fans worldwide, and yet I don’t know a single person—directly or indirectly—who would even have the faintest association with the entity in question. And there’s no getting around it: utter gobs of people positively cherish Kenny G. Check out the million-plus hits on this gay-ass video:
Do you know a single person that would cop to listening to that by choice? I’m not saying it’s good or bad (it’s bad), but just as a matter of reality conforming to impression: who are these legions of Kenny G fans?
I truck with a pretty broad and diverse swathe of people; could be broader and more diverse, but I don’t do too badly. Dammit if I know one person (my brother doesn’t count) that actually likes Randy Newman. I mean, I’m sure I could find people who tap their feet to “You’ve Got a Friend in Me” or whatever, and maybe osmotically know the words. But I don’t know a soul that would buy or even pinch an album by Newman. Turn around, and that bastard is playing the symphony hall in San Francisco! And the tickets are selling out! Who is buying these tickets? Who are these people? Where do they hang out?
A friend of a friend had this hypothesis that All The Hot Girls just drove around in cars all the time. You see them in cars, driving past you and at stoplights…but you never saw those girls at parties, bars, or in any normal circumstance in which you’d find yourself. Kind of a darkly horndog theory, but I know what he’s saying.
I guess the world is just big. Do you know one Yanni fan? 871,000-plus views.