Friday, September 01, 2006

Krrish is the Bollywood answer to Superman – but he can sing and dance and that`s obviously far more efficient to fight evil. DVD from Rapideyemovies

Thursday, August 31, 2006

The Kitler Connection

Cats that look like hitler. Don`t believe it. Actually the one with the Eisernes Kreuz around the neck and the little Offiziers hat is quite cute.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

My Pokemon love. If I could only marry him - he`s a bit feisty but keeps me warm in winter. If there is one in Asia except for the Monsun. These long sensual ears, a tongue always protruding and his rosy cheeks convince me: He must be a wild kisser.

What would Jesus download?
As an atheist I don`t care, but no doubt he would embrace the smiling but not always peaceful openness of the Open Source community. More than ever as they released their own Christian version of the Linux desktop Ubuntu.

Hail to the Pope!

(and thanks to you dear Fredericiana)

Monday, August 28, 2006

I want you in my dreams back, says the friendly beaver.


(thanks, adweek)

Vestaldesign reports:
The largest dump in the world isn’t outside New York or London or Shanghai but in a desolate stretch of the Pacific Ocean nearly a thousand miles from the nearest island. Held together by a slowly rotating system of currents northeast of Hawaii, the Eastern Garbage Patch is more than just a few floating plastic bottles washed out to sea; the Patch is a giant mass of trash-laden water nearly double the size of Texas... more

"(Research has shown that) if women could choose who they'd like to be impregnated by, they'd choose a rock star. There's something about the rock star's genes that is signaling creativity, flexibility of thinking, flexibility of mind and body, an ability to express and process emotions -- not to mention that (musical talent) signals that if you can waste your time on something that has no immediate impact on food-gathering and shelter, you’ve got your food-gathering and shelter taken care of."

Daniel Levitin in Wired Magazine

Come on, impregnate me, Izzy Stradlin.