The Sleep Burrows Wombat Sanctuary, located in New South Wales, Australia, offers ten possible employment opportunities for wombats. You should definitely check out all ten, but I’m still stuck on having them do your laundry.
Is it weird that I want the car in this Febreze commercial, which I assume is supposed to represent the exact sort of car we shouldn’t want?
It’s not that I have any great love of dog smell. I think it’s just preferring dogs to anything human.
The Dumb and Dumber car can only dream of being this cool.
Sunday evenings very often suck for many people, e.g. those who have to get up and go to work early the next day after having two days off. Some people don’t get weekends off, or get two days off per week that vary from one week to another. Some people don’t have jobs. Some people are at work right now. Some people are in the hospital.
Anyway, for anyone who might be having a rough time just this moment, a dancing baby Groot might help, at least a little bit.
Here’s the musical accompaniment:
This is for anyone who had a favorite stuffed animal as a kid. Or who has a favorite stuffed animal as an adult. Watch her face when she realizes that the gift from her fiancé is her childhood teddy bear.
This post is dedicated to Petey, who was my teddy bear.
This review by Emily Nussbaum in The New Yorker hits on why I have found Cinemax’s new show The Knick to be a disappointment:
In recent interviews, Soderbergh has seemed disenchanted by movies, financially and culturally: TV audiences, he has argued, are more open to character complexity, to ambiguity and risk-taking. It’s all the more disappointing, then, to report that Soderbergh’s first post-“Candelabra” TV venture, the period hospital drama “The Knick,” colors inside the lines. Rather than innovate, the series, on Cinemax, leans hard on cable drama’s hoariest (and whoriest) antiheroic formulas, diluting potentially powerful themes. Set in New York at the turn of the twentieth century, “The Knick,” which was written by Jack Amiel and Michael Begler, is about the Knickerbocker, a hospital that treats the city’s poorest immigrants, with a board of directors made up of wealthy philanthropists. At the Knick, a brilliant, drug-addicted, brothel-frequenting doctor—John Thackery, played by a beetle-browed Clive Owen—is poised to push modern medicine forward, from C-sections to skin grafts. The surgical-history material is rich stuff, but the series itself is dour and hokey, full of stock characters and eye-rolling exposition. Designed to flatter rather than to challenge the viewer, it’s proof that even an ambitious director can’t overcome a blinkered script.
[Emphasis added.]
Via techtimes.com
The show started off with a truly amazing opening sequence—gory without quite seeming exploitative, and evocative of an unfamiliar time. It seemed clear that these doctors (Matt Frewer and Clive Owen) knew what they were doing, but only up to a point. In performing a C-section on a woman in severe distress (a placental abruption, as I recall), they were conducting an experiment, and the experiment failed. That failure, we soon learned, had a serious cost. Continue reading
The news that Kari Byron will be leaving “MythBusters” is troubling. (Oh yeah, Grant Imahara and Tory Belleci are leaving too.) In honor of ten years of top-quality television science (not once have they attributed anything to aliens), here is her tribute to R2D2.
She’s auctioning the R2D2 dress on eBay for charity, by the way. Continue reading
Sorry I’m a bit late with my cute entries. Hopefully this makes up for missing this past Monday. This is an adoptable dog from Austin Pets Alive! whose name and description ought to make TV geeks chuckle a bit (h/t Lindsay).
Are you looking for a dog to keep you in the game? Check out Avon Barkstail. He ain’t no suit-wearin’ businessman. He’s just a sweet dog looking for a home where he can learn to become a great family pet.
Mr. Barkstail is a major player in the Austin dog scene. Major. We’ve put him under heavy surveillance to monitor his daily movements. Here is the 411: He leaves his kennel several times each day for walks. His leash manners are fairly good, and we are working to improve them. Once a day he likes to meet up with other dogs (no sign of Stringer Tail or Wee-Bark). He hasn’t shown any reactivity to other dogs, but also not a whole lot of interest in playing with them. Additional socialization is recommended.
It is important for Mr. Barkstail’s new family to know that he is good at jumping fences – even tall ones. It makes for a handy escape route when Omar is on his tail, but his new family won’t want Mr. Barkstail to be escaping their yard. So a primarily indoor environment, with continued surveillance on all outdoor activities, is heavily recommended for Mr. Barkstail’s new home.
Okay, it’s cheesy. But it’s cute, right?
The caption on Reddit is “Hey gurl…”, which is also pretty good, but I couldn’t pass up a chance to alliterate.
– In Pamplona, “recklessness” is highly relative: Police in Pamplona, Spain are reportedly seeking a man who appears to have taken a selfie while participating in the Running of the Bulls. Because that shit’s dangerous, yo.
According to the Guardian the man faces a fine of up to 3,000 euros under new regulations passed this year in Pamplona, designed to “crack down on dangerous behaviour during the festival.” Because running in front of charging, pissed-off bulls somehow doesn’t qualify as “dangerous behavior.” But throw a selfie into the mix and forget about it—now you’re just being reckless. The new rules prohibit any kind of unauthorized recording during the bull runs.
– Dangerous cosplay: I don’t know who Chun Li is, but I don’t want to mess with her.
– This may be why they call them disposable: If you wear contact lenses, you need to take them out, ideally whenever you sleep if not more often. Otherwise, amoebas might eat your corneas: Continue reading
