That’s how iTunes showed the description for this week’s episode of This American Life. Stupidly funny.
For the record, the full description reads, “The story of how the American Psychiatric Association decided in 1973 that homosexuality was no longer a mental illness.”
Okay, so maybe referring to The Obama as specious is a bit of a stretch, but, dammit, I wanted that pun! And, really, it was just a setup for this awesome graphic by artist Mike Rosulek:
From NII part-time-blogger Dan comes the story of Matt Penkul, a 31-year-old Lynn resident who scored a record-breaking 514 in three strings of candlepin bowling, rolling 155, 161, and 198.
Unfortunately, the foul line sensors at Metro Bowl in Peabody weren’t turned on that night, and so his record won’t be counted. I stand firmly with the Massachusetts Bowling Association in favor of foul-line sensors, as friend-of-the-blog Shwilly B knows all to well. I agree with Walter, from the film The Big Lebowski:
My favorite quote from the linked article comes around the middle:
The sensors intended to keep a bowler from crossing the foul line were off, making Penkul’s score unofficial, said Al Gangi, president of the Massachusetts Bowling Association.
“No foul lights, no record,” Gangi said.
It is the second time in five years the absence of the foul lights has negated the record. Chris Sargent of Haverhill bowled a 517 at the same alley in 2004, officials said.
“It’s all politics,” Sargent said. “If they want to count it, they’ll count it. Or they’ll say, ‘Too bad.’”
Classic!
Maybe I’ve just not been paying attention, but in this age of micro-blogging, I’m surprised that Paul Klee’s 1922 The Twittering Machine hasn’t gotten more play.
“Expresso, Excetera!”
Best. Caption. Ever.
Incredible! Thanks to Larry Coen on Facebook, I discovered the film Zero Hour. It turns out that Airplane! (one of my all-time favorite films) is almost a scene-for-scene remake of Zero Hour, with jokes added. Some enterprising YouTube user has compiled some of the same scenes for your viewing pleasure:
No, seriously:
Just where is THE GLASS THANK YOU, anyway?
Stay classy, Cambridge eateries!
Burned into my brain forever:
