From DanMeth.com, via Vulture:

From DanMeth.com, via Vulture:

Remember the British Sandwich Association? Reader and Twitterer @EricBien was in London last week and spotted this packaged tuna sandwich boasting its creator’s recognition as 2006 award winner for “Tuna Sandwich Designer of the Year.” Here’s hoping only the sandwich design is from 2006, and not the sandwich itself:
Also, the British Sandwich Association’s seal is at least vaguely Masonic. I’m for it.
It’s the Steve Buscemi dress, and it’s only $100:
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I watched Saint John of Las Vegas last night. Weird movie, and not a particularly good one. Great Peter Dinklage work. But then, is there any other kind?
So a monkey stole a British guy’s camera and took a bunch of pictures of himself and his monkey friends. Here is one of the photos attached to the article:
Now that’s just a great, great monkey photo. Professional quality. Desktop background good. Look at his goofy monkey teeth!
The photo is credited to David J. Slater, the owner of the monkey-swiped camera, and not A. Monkey. But the article really makes it seem like this is one of the photos taken by the monkey. Could that be? Did a monkey really take this photo of himself? Because that’s amazing if that’s true.
Via Boing Boing.
My friend Bill works in Laredo, Texas, right near the Mexican border. He reports that there’s actually no Taco Bell on it, and you have to go about a mile before you find one. But he did pass along this outstanding link of Taco Bell photos from the 80s. Here’s the thing, though: I’m going to need this shirt, and I can’t find one on eBay. Men’s large. Any ideas?
The one on the right:

And not just in the comments section for a recent post here. It might be hard to tell because of the shadow covering his face, but that Knight in Charlotte armor is none other than Flushing Fussing hero Lastings Milledge. This was taken today by real-life friend Scott, who has been named the PBR fan of the game in Charlotte, presumably because he’s the guy sitting behind the dugout taking all the cell-phone photos of Lastings Milledge.
The always-vigilant Cole Hamels photo archivists at The Fightins tipped me off to this: Our man Hamels pitched Saturday with a band-aid on his chin to cover up a pimple.
The photo is itself not terribly embarrassing, but the context makes it embarrassing enough for the archive. So it has been added. I should note that I am myself quite vain and probably not above covering a zit with a band-aid if I were going to be on TV in front of millions of people, but for some reason no one seems eager to put me on TV in front of millions of people, so I can comfortably taunt Cole Hamels for his vanity in this situation.
Also, on an only vaguely related note: Due in small part to that vanity and in large part to a continuing effort to meet girls, I scored a part in the musical my senior year of high school. The first day of dress-rehearsals I had to wear makeup for the first time in my life and, as a longtime football bro, this made me feel more than a little bit self-conscious. Between rehearsals, I went out for food and got pulled over for rolling through a stop sign.
I’m normally pretty good at talking my way out of tickets: Suppress any punk-rock instincts, apologize profusely, ingratiate myself, the whole thing. In this case, though — being a self-conscious 18-year-old — all I could think about was how the cop would judge me for all the foundation and blush I assumed he would immediately notice, so as soon as he approached the window, I blurted, “I normally don’t wear this much makeup!”
$75 or something.
Maho Beach on St. Maarten is located awfully close to the airport. Yahoo! has a whole gallery.
If you’re bored in Northern Virginia and you like the underside of planes, I heartily recommend taking a trip to Gravelly Point. Good times.
You have to check this out. Via Michael. These are balloons. I can make a dog, but it’s, ahh, not as good as this:
