Downtime. Or, why I shouldnt be allowed to pursue and enjoy boredom.
20 July 2007I’ve got some downtime today, and as such, I elected to go through my bookmark’s file. This will probably be a somewhat long post, it should be taken in small bites.
Anyone who knows me, knows my bookmark file is entirely too large. Also, as my friend Kari points out in frustration many times, I’ve seen just about everything on the web. Anyway, back to my bookmarks file: It’s organized and somewhat categorized, but rarely if ever do I go into it and check for dead links and such.
Well, today is one of those days where, I have entirely too much time on my hands, and so into the bookmark file I go. Keep in mind, this is a SMALL sample of the file. I am basically sharing some of the more odd links, mixed in with the cream of the crop.
Some of these links are scary, Consider yourself warned. I bookmark anything I think could be of value later. Sometimes I bookmark whacked out stuff to shock people later, sometimes I bookmark stuff just to be able to prove something actually does exist. I know. Sad.
In the Funny Folder, we have:
In light of the recent press self masturbation on the whole Web 2.0 thing, I feel it’s entirely relevant to point people to Dack’s Web Economy Bullshit Generator. This is a lovely toy that dates back to the dot-com boom. It’s just as relevant now, as it was then. Yes, I am talking to you, Mr. Middle Manager who is three steps away from blowing three million in VC on hookers and blow because I am again in 2007 writing business plans on the back of napkins. Tip: just because you have a white background, and a gloss.js that makes shiny logo’s does not mean your idea is better now than it was then. Please die in a fire.
Em, this one is especially useful for you: Your age on other worlds. I use this tool daily, depending on my mood. When someone calls me cranky, I explain at 146 years old in mercury years, I have a fucking RIGHT TO BE. It’s also useful if you want to feel younger, so you can justify a petulant attitude.
Blasphemy has never been more fun.
Clowns are scary enough without mixing in BDSM.
While we are on the subject of sexual weirdness, let me just say: No. Just…no. Although, I am fairly certain Tom and Katie have one of these. (Those two links alone are A) NSFW and B) A reminder about the cardinal rule of the web: you can’t UN-see something. )
For Seraph, I have something you should probably have on your desk. A set of these.
And really, Kari, haven’t we all wanted to give someone (You know who) this much needed advice?
And, because is is Friday, and we all know someone who is going to slide into the depth’s over the weekend, why not help them along with an informative review of the best stuff to get their drink on?
In the Nifty Tools/Stuff Folder:
I have a pretty extensive knowledge of the “EL” in Chicago, but for those who do not, I always point them to the Tasty Popsicle CTA/Google Mashup. It’s a handy tool. Of course, if you want a history lesson, then you should pop by here. And why yes, you can find out what those tracks between Wilson and Sheridan, at ground level along the red line were once used for.
I know a time or three I have needed one of these.
In the digital age, we don’t use Speech Bubble stickers anymore. That’s all being phased out, having been found guilty of the crime of being “quaint” This is how we do it in the E WORLD.
And, on we go to the folder called “Interesting”…
This is the only history of the internet you will ever need.
Ladies, how about a couple of guides to help you secure that much needed geek quotient in your life?
Gentlemen, perhaps you should pay more attention to detail.
And, as it’s Friday, the end of the workweek (for most of us) perhaps now is as good a time as any to think about the end of everything.
To be honest, we have all wondered at one time in our lives..what does my phone number spell?
In the Misc. Folder we have…
The perfect way to say it’s not you, its me.
Can’t find a gift for that special drunkard in your life? Perhaps your search is over.
Now that I own proof that metal sporks exist, I can’t die until I have an action figure of myself.
If I were to own a home, it would have to be one of these, and I would totally choose the roof of Kelly’s Pub.
If you have ever wondered where you could get a plush Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch, wonder no more.
If doing Monty Python impersonations at the office is not causing the suicides you need to have happen in a timely fashion, perhaps you should try one of these.
And finally…
Tinfoil hat’s are so 80’s. To be hip, cool and with it in the modern web 2.0 world, you need personal EMF Garments. Of course, to be ultra-hip, and to discard the need for EMF gear, you should think about unlocking your DNA potential, because there is a superbeing inside you, waiting to get out.
And, that about wraps it up, I think. Well, in any event, its about all I can stomach…
So, now what do I do?
