Meanwhile, in Montrose . . .
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Many of the most important discoveries in popular music have come through screwing around with the audio. For instance, if it weren't for records turning backwards, we would have never known that Paul is dead or that Led Zeppelin worships satan. We also know that LPs sound like the Chipmunks if you play them at 45 r.p.m. But what we never knew—until now—was what the men who performed as the Chipmunks sounded like in real life (via Neatorama). Me, I want a hula hoop.
Link (via Neatorama). It's all fun and games until one of them crashes his motorcycle into a wire fence. Happy Thanksgiving.
A Flickr group dedicated to tracking down, but not stamping out, the rampant overuse of quotation marks in English-language signage around the globe. Finally. (Via BoingBoing.)
How I Met Your Mother. It was pretty obvious that the creators of Friends pitched it to the network executives as "like Cheers, but these friends hang out in a cafe instead of a bar." And it is equally obvious that the creators of this show on CBS (a mark against it in and of itself) pitched it as "like Friends, but with a bar instead of a cafe." So it has that working against it. Plus, it's a sitcom. Didn't those things go out of style about the same time as the Spice Girls and CompuServe? But this show has a terrific cast—props for hiring not only Alyson Hannigan and an against-type Neil Patrick Harris, but also the goofy tall guy from Freaks and Geeks—and that most important aspect of television comedies: actually being funny.
Anything pumpkin flavored. This time of year only comes around . . . something something. It used to just mean pumpkin pie, but now there are loaves, lattes, gelatos, sorbets, smoothies, cookies, and probably beer. It's not just the pumpkin—although it is the pumpkin—it's also the allspice, cinnamon, and nutmeg (sweet fancy ketchup, the nutmeg!) that goes along with it. Yum with extra m's.
Fastforwarding through that one song in The Muppet Christmas Carol. You know which one I mean. Redonkulously slow and maudlin, it throws on the emergency brake right in the middle of the highway to funtown. And ugh, that unnecessary love interest. This is why the remote has that button with the two rightward triangles.


The elk was probably eating fermented apples in a garden and had become inebriated, [police officer Jan] Caiman said.
Elk can weigh as much as 500 kilos (1,100 lb) and personnel at the school described the erratic male as "completely mad."
Link (courtesey of Reuters). Luckily for the schoolchildren of Molndal, the police had contacted hunters and that if the elk did not calm down, it could be shot.
Does anybody know a good recipe for elk?
An Allentown independent voter decided this morning that (a) Republicans wanted to steal the election, (b) they were going to use Diebold touch-screen electronic voting machines to do it, and, here's the kicker, (c) the best way to combat this is to destroy one such machine with a cat statuette:"He smashed it with the cat's ears," said volunteer Jim Govostis, who watched the incident unfold at Raker Center, a nursing home owned by Good Shepherd, around 12:30 p.m.Link (via Wonkette). Sure, it's easy to call this man crazy. But what he did is probably still more rational than actually voting.
Young, who brought the paperweight with him, then sat down, hung his head and waited for police, who arrested him without incident.
"He came in here very peaceably and showed his ID," said volunteer Gladys Pezoldt, "then he got on the machine and just snapped…He was immediately remorseful. When the police came, he got up, turned around and put his hands behind his back."

A Swedish artist working in conjunction with the nation's space program (I know!) announced last month a plan to install one of Sweden's iconic little red cottages on the surface of the moon within the next five years:[Artist Mikael] Genberg has arranged a competition for students and companies to design a house that could be contained in a small, light package, that would open up once landed on the Moon's surface.Link (via Fortean Times). Swedish Prime Minister Fredrik Reinfeldt released a statement, reprinted here in the original Swedish:
"The house itself is supposed to be very small... the package will build itself up to a house," Mr Genberg told the BBC's Europe Today programme.
"It's going to be an unmanned landing - we hope it's going to land in 2011."
I beleeefe-a thet thees neshun shuoold cummeet itselff tu echeeefing zee guel, beffure-a thees decede-a is oooot, ooff lundeeng a red cuttege-a oon zee muun und retoorneeng it seffely tu zee iert. Ve-a prupuse-a tu eccelerete-a zee defelupment ooff zee epprupreeete-a looner spece-a huoose-a. Bork Bork Bork!Indexed by tags art, politics, science, astronomy, Sweden, moon, house, cottage, Mikael Genberg, Fredrik Reinfeldt, Swedish Chef.
Ventriloquists' dummies on record albums.