LimerickDB

For a definite time-sink try this site out. Users submit their own limericks and others can vote on them. It’s like a social network for dirty limericks. Actually there are lots there that aren’t dirty, but nerdy and wordy (it’s hard not to be a little warped after reading 30 or 40 limericks in a row). The list of the top 150 are the clear winners for sure. I definitely had a hard time finding some that were clean enough to post here, but most are very funny.  Ok, so a few of these technically come very very very close to breaking the blog’s G rating.  Forgive me, they were too good not to share.

Some (relatively) clean favourites from my first scan:

There once was a pirate from Yates,
Who could dance the Fandango on Skates.
He fell on his cutlass,
Which rendered him nut-less,
And perfectly useless on dates.

In the Garden of Eden lay Adam
complacently stroking his madam
and great was his mirth
for on all of the earth
there were only two balls, and he had ’em

If you catch a Chinchilla in Chile
And cut off its beard, willy-nilly
You can honestly say
That you have just made
A Chilean Chinchilla’s chin chilly

The limerick’s structure somewhat
necessitates *eloquent* smut.
If you haven’t the time
to learn meter and rhyme,
then don’t write them, you ignorant slut.

There once was a vampire named Mable,
whose periods were really quite stable.
And every full moon,
she’d get out a spoon
and drink herself under the table.

A girl who was no good at tennis
but at swimming was really a menace
took pains to explain
“It depends how you train.
I was once a streetwalker in Venice.”

A mellifluous spinster named Doris
had a magical singing clitoris
it would hum with the verse
when allowed to rehearse
but become extra loud at the chorus

A preoccupied vegan named Hugh
picked up the wrong sandwich to chew.
He took a big bite
before spitting, in fright,
“OMG, WTF, BBQ!”

When antennas make marriage selections,
To those whom they hold with affection,
The ceremonies,
Are boring to see,
But you wouldn’t believe the receptions.

Nice!

Runnin’ With the Devil

This is a quick one, but man I have to say, take 3 minutes and give this a listen.  It’s the isolated vocal track of David Lee Roth doing Running with the Devil. 

It’s funny at first when you hear his little squawks out of context of the music, but I have to hand it to the guy, he sounds pretty darn good for completely unaccompanied.  It’s better than I would have imagined, for sure.  I always wonder just how much studio “magic assistance” artists get, but from this it’s pretty clear there’s not much they have done for him.  Although I guess this could be the cleaned-up vocal track…. Anyway, it’s neato.  Go and have a listen.

 Saw it on Metafilter.

Nerd Handbook

I usually don’t describe myself as a nerd, I almost always say geek.  Nerd usually is reserved for the hardcore, or at least in my mind.  The word “geek” comes across as being ever so slightly more socially adept and slightly less technical, but that may just be splitting hairs.  In any case when I stumbled onto this post called The Nerd Handbook, I realized that while not everything fits exactly with me, there were a lot of things in here where I was thinking, “my god I do that all of the time”, and “my god, poor Nikki”.  It’s sort of a handbook for nerd understanding written for the significant other in a nerd’s life. 

The almost painful understanding of computers, love of toys and puzzles, multiple points of attention (and distraction)  and appetite for information, these are all very much bang-on.  The relevancy filter is something I am prone to and struggle mightily with sometimes.  My brain definitely has a mind of it’s own sometimes and I have to fight to keep it on track.  I don’t think I conform to some of the other points, like inability to make small talk and the control issues part, but you probably know someone who does map to that stuff exactly.

Anyway, I’m hoping Nikki reads this little article and maybe has at least one small moment of “oh that’s why he does that”. 

Vallentyne’s Valentine’s Day Guide to Romance

In early February this site sees search traffic skyrocket due to lousy spellers looking for loev.  Well, ok so that doesn’t really happen at all, but sometimes you have to fudge the truth to make things topical ok?

In any case, I have previously mentioned some sure-fire tips to woo and wow your wonderful woman.  Wow, see what I did there?.  I highly recommend that you read that post and think to yourself, now what can I (you) do to make the woman of my (your) dreams (not Bea Arthur or Rue McClanahan, your wife/girlfriend) remember why it is that she keeps my(your) sorry arse around?  Yes, yes it’s a fabricated holiday made up by the greeting card company, we all know that.  You don’t need an excuse to be romantic, you could do it any old day of the year, sure.  You do, don’t you?  If you can’t recall exactly when the last time you were spontaneously romantic, perhaps you should let Hallmark and Nestle steer you gently into spending a few dollars on a freaking card and some chocolates.  It’s a good idea to show up on occasions like these, they are the minimum, the lowest romantic common denominator let’s say.  The dames dig it.  For other great ideas on what the skirts love to see, check out last year’s advice.

That’s what it’s all about, fellas.  Show off your romantic prowess, it pays.  You might even get some, if you remembered to brush your teeth and back hair. 

**Disclaimer**

I know nothing about women.  Nikki is clearly out of my league, but fortunately for me she hit her head pretty hard in her early 20’s and hasn’t been quite right since.  So, she thinks I’m Brad Pitt.  A terrible tragedy for her, but I’m certainly not going to get her head fixed, I’m not stupid.  As a result, take any romantic advice from me at your own peril.

Nice Macro Photography

In my daily trawl through the web, I usually find something noteworthy on Neatorama.  They have a great bunch of authors there and usually find something worth pointing out to you.  This is no exception.  Check out this extreme closeup of a dragon fly covered in dew.  Perfection, and very cool looking.  Check out the author’s other nice shots here.

I have only one comment on this wonderful image.  Is anybody else besides me totally bothered by how freaking WET this poor bastard is?  Imagine being that wet, and it’s just not going anywhere.  It doesn’t drip off you, it won’t dry until the sun comes around and burns it off.  You probably can’t fly because you weigh 4 times what you normally do.  Shaking probably does nothing, because when you are that small the surface tension of water probably makes it more like glue than anything else.  How utterly annoying.  And then you get this huge guy sticking a camera in your face, which you can only just make out through the water drops on your huge eyes.  No wonder bugs bite us.

Ricky and Julian on Parliament Hill

Looks like the boys are hobnobbing with some high-powered fans. Or are those ministers the ones who are trying to get closer to the Trailer Park Boys? Nice to see the lads weren’t deprived of a few drinks while talking with the suits. Julian with a beer though…?

I must say in that picture it looks like Ricky is an aspiring member of J-Roc’s crew, much more so than his usual Reveen look.

Ricky and Julian and some other guy

Nice tip from my Mom. Thanks Mom!