Perhaps 'Do no evil' should be 'see no evil'
The fine folks over at Google Maps have caused a bit of a ruckus with their new 'StreetView' option. It takes the satellite view down to a whole nutha level. Basically, the Googlians sent cars down the streets of several US cities, snapping pics every hundred or so feet. They then used stitching software to tie the images together. You can do 360° pans and zoom in pretty tight on details while traversing these virtual streets. It wasn't long before a site collecting some of the more interesting pictures sprang up. Here at StreetViewr you can see the images of people caught picking their noses, and entering adult bookstores—sometimes simultaneously.
1 Tom Cruise = 453.6176003629 average bowel movements
When I want to handle a standard conversion like teaspoons to milliliters, or Fahrenheit to Celsius, I'll just let Google's built in converters handle it for me. But thank goodness Weird Converter is around for those times I need a more esoteric conversion like by weight ( how many baby grand pianos does it take to equal the testical of a Right Whale ) . The answer is 2.08. I can't tell you how many nights I've stared at the ceiling, unable to sleep, because that question was pressing on me. I was surprized by the conversion TC to BM ratio though; it seemed kind of low to me.
Start pussyfootin' around
Good Lord. I don't know what was more disturbing: the fact that 'pussyfoots' are out there for sale, or the light bondage display photo that the online catalog uses to hawk them. Every time I look at it, I get a very odd serial killer vibe off the image. It just looks the type of thing you might have found in Dahmer's freezer. Well, maybe without the pretty pink toenails ( these are lady feet ) , but you get the point. It just kind of grosses me out a bit. But, then again, who am I to judge? I've practically had my whole head up a guy's ass before. I'm pretty sure straight foot fetishists would think that was disgusting. And, come to think of it, the toenails really are a pretty pink.
Suddenly, the snuggles the bear commercials make sense
Nothing brings out the weird like death. I've covered oodles of odd death-related things before, but this up there. The idea here is to make a cuddly urn, so you can hug on the ashes. Personally, I find a good ol' Keith Richards snootful to be considerably less odd. I've thought long and hard trying to make sense of this. Clearly, this is the work of a voodoo seamstress who is planning to use the anima remaining in the ashes to bring the 'urns' to life. She's slowly amassing a soft, plushy zombie army that will lie in wait until she gives the command, then they will cuddle everyone into submission.