This is not Justice

We've all seen signs that are grammatically incorrect. Signs that say things like, "Game's half off!" or "Oranges .95 cents!"

Things like that, right?

Well, a couple of young whippersnappers took it upon themselves to start correcting this egregious behavior in national parks. They even had a name: the Typo Eradication Advancement League.

And they had a blog, too. Right now, it's pretty bland, but they've managed to get links popped up on message responses on websites like StuffWhitePeopleLike.com, and apparently had some sort of contest going on based on viewer submissions.

Sadly, as the news story indicates, their righteous quest was cut short by government authorities who apparently didn't like the idea of having very old, though deeply flawed, posters corrected. So now they have to pay a fine, for really doing the right thing (after all, children see these signs, and children who don't learn to write correctly are handicapped later in life).

And, anyway, they were doing the sort of thing many of us only dream about. They're heroes, people! Heroes!

First to Know

I got my Barack Obama text message about his vice-presidential running mate this morning at 2:37.

I wasn't awake, but the text-message alert, set to vibrate, did wake me up.

It's Only Abuse if Someone Complains

Some of my more irregular readers may not yet know this about me, but I am a huge fan of the misuse of musical instruments for the sake of crazy covers. I'm also a huge fan of YouTube, because it allows me to find videos of this misuse.

One excellent example is this acoustic guitar version of "He's a Pirate," the theme song from Pirates of the Caribbean


Or, you might instead find a classic Nintendo Theme to be more to your liking:


But will either of these ever compete with an acoustic Usher cover? Only time will tell.

For Shame!

I still find Gilmore Girls funny.

Recently Overheard

"Kirsten, would you be angry at me if, while I was spraying high-pressure water up my nose, I sneezed and got saltwater all over the mirror?"

Backstory: I've come down with a cold, starting about a week ago, that lived in my chest for a few days. Friday and saturday it left me alone, which as it turns out was a ruse: Saturday night watery snot invaded my head as if it were sinus D-Day or something.

I've heard in the past that nasal saline irrigation (read: pouring saltwater into your own head) can help speed your recovery from a sinus infection or cold, so I busted out the turkey baster last night (in the past, I've used a ceramic cow filled with saltwater, but it wasn't nearly as much fun.

So I couldn't stop giggling, and sneezed.

For the record: it seems to have worked, to some degree. After a good night's sleep, I'm feeling much better.

Yeah, Just Like That

Have you ever wondered what World War II would have been like if it had been fought by leetspeaking little asshats as a MMORPG?

Yeah, me too.

I found this .gif on a forum I frequent, and figured it was pretty much exactly like that dream I had, except with slightly less Jessica Alba.

Anyway, without further ado:
It's just like in high school.

Incoming!

So I found a link today of a bunch of pictures of photo bombing. What is "Photo bombing?" you may ask.

It's basically the act of being That Guy - you know, the one in the background (or, in spectacular cases, the foreground) of pictures making a funny face or otherwise adding far more to a crappy "let's all stand together!" picture?" Yeah. That Guy engages in photo bombing.

Anyway, here's a great example:
Yarg!

And here's a better one:
Brains!

Complete gallery here:
Not Entirely Work Safe