oh, i enjoyed this

http://rvb.roosterteeth.com/viewEntry.php?id=319

maybe i'll figure out how to stick things on this site.

Surely this is made up!

http://www.1up.com/do/blogEntry?bId=7657862&publicUserId=5456134


Sadly, it's probably all true. And I'm not talking about the Best Buy experience. Here's what makes this story so enjoyable (besides the abundance of misspelled words and grammar mistakes). 1.) "...he and his mother got in the car and speed to Bad Buy"
2.) "...After the manager went through the fury of my 40 year old friends temper tantrum"

Never Give Up!

High school football can be amazing. It ain't over 'til it's over. Here's the background: 2:42 left in the game, team with the ball (dark jerseys) is down 41-17. Can you score four touchdowns in under three minutes? Would this video still be floating around since 1994 if you couldn't?

You also have to love those home town radio play-by-play guys.

Cat Puppies update

I heard that the genetic test proved that that cat is not those puppies momma.

Still, I bet you could put an ad in the paper saying you were selling cat puppies and somebody would call to buy one.

oh, oh, there it is!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vd58vik7POU

the footage isn't the best, but you should get the picture.

ohhhhhh, suck

last night on the NBC game, Junior Seau broke his arm. If you watched the game, maybe you saw it. if you did, you probably threw up on yourself. it was disgusting. it broke at his forearm and the "hand end" dangled as he sat on the ground. no way that dude is playing anymore this season...if so, he's crazy. (hmmmm)

I tried finding it on Youtube...nothing (not yet at least) but i found something (and more) that's just as gross and definately vomit inducing.

tadaaaa

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HizlHfSRkis

I Could Do Without...

Extended version of my comment to this blog, that was about having a goal when going into a bathroom.

 

 

 

I'd prefer that it not be a place to meet new people or carry on conversations, especially if there is a partition of some kind between the participants.

 

"Hey you in the next stall, do I know you?" I could go without ever being asked that question again. If you have to ask, then don't. I've also learned that a person that is comfortable asking such a question will not understand that the resulting silence is a cue that the other party does not wish to participate. He will likely assume that the other side must not have been able to hear him and will repeat the question, only louder. You are presented with two options, get it over with and respond (be warned, he is armed with many more questions; "Where do you work?", "How long have you worked here?", Etc.) or maintain radio silence and hope he finally gets the message.

 

Remaining silent has it's own pitfalls. Can you make it out of there before he can, avoiding an awkward confrontation at the sink? If you plan to wait and let him leave first, what if he's just waiting for you to leave first? (make sure to slide your feet away from his side so he can't try to match your shoes to your face).

Soup Spoons

What is the point of the soup spoon? Maybe my upper lip is an anatomical anomaly, but I find this particular utensil to be more frustrating than rush hour traffic. Was this a result of the Marquis de Sade's foray into silversmithing? It's broad width and deceptive depth always leave more soup on my upper lip than in my mouth, and there is even more left in the bottom of the spoon. I am quite sure that I would be promptly escorted out of any society dinner with my unacceptable Spaghetti "O" mustache.

Maybe it's not the soup spoon's fault, maybe I am just a candidate for the Mutter Museum, or maybe my mother never taught me how to eat from a soup spoon. THANKS MOM!!!

Cat Puppies?

Okay, first things first. This is hoax city (read the story). Somebody somewhere is playing a joke on someone. Either the lady holding the, (uh, kippies, puppens, kuppies, pittens?) whatever is seeking publicity, or her husband thought he'd play a joke on her and now that it's been publicized, is finding it a little hard to come clean.

Now just for fun, if it were true, this would be cool. How would a dog cat mix behave? What if it had the best traits of both animals? A dog that would use a litter box, a cat that would want to obey you? Or maybe it would be bad to have a dog that used a litter box. What if it had the worst traits? Basically a dog that acted like a cat?

One thing I hate about stories like this is that you almost never see a follow up report. Someone's is running genetic tests, but we'll never see the results.

PROOF!

Proof that it does not matter how high up you are when you start your jump. You do not jump farther just because you are higher off of the ground.

Bad Pool Jump

The third goat gives us some material

fodder for the blog...

Watch this.

be sure to look at the related videos as well.

So many things to share, so little time

One of those great ideas that also turns out to be funny.

 

http://www.stupidvideos.com/video//Halo_Monty_Python/?m=viewed

 

 

Another time stealer

Web Sudoku

 

Try and beat my best time on Easy, 3:25.

 

Yes, that's right. Someone went and put a timer on Sudoku. You thought it was hard to stop before, hahaha.

 

 

Oh no they di' int!

Part of me says that this is way cool, but there is another part that is not so sure. Here is the first advertisement large enough to be viewed from space. I'd like to see what it looks like at ground level.

Home Alone 27

Kevin, now 34, falls asleep in the back room of the liquor store where he works and gets locked inside. Nothing happens to him because he sleeps through the entire burglary. Thankfully the crooks are still idiots. Direct to YouTube release.

Why!?

Why am I so addicted to FreeCell? It has been years since I freed myself from its evil grip the first time. I think it's the darn statistics. "Must increase winning percentage beyond 76%! One more game, I know I can win one more!"

Easy way to add a post.

Hey, to any of the other goats that should be reading this; there's a way to post an entry via email. No logging in, no updating the post, etc. Just type up your entry in email, send it to a special email address that you set up yourself and ta-daa, you're done.

Go to http://threegoat.blogspot.com/ and see that this email is also a new posting. Weeeiiirrrdddd.


Check under "Settings" and "Email"

Win a Wii!

Why would I water down my chances of winning a Wii from Gizmodo by publishing it here? Well, since know one reads this yet, I don't think I have anything to worry about.

 

Read about the contest.

 

 

 

 

 

How to Tell...

...when you have too much free time. - OR - "Things I would do if I had the time, money and welding skills." "And lived somewhere without a homeowner's association. "

I found this delightful clip via Gizmodo which found it via Make.

Sharing the Pain

The folks at Woot did a horrible thing the other day. Among their weekly posting of YouTube clips, was one of Princess Leia singing during the Star Wars Holiday Special. I had successfully repressed this memory for around thirty years because I don't remember this at all. I was just a kid, so if Star Wars was in the title I was watching it. Of course it's entirely possible that after watching a couple of minutes of it, I fled in horror. You'll see why after you watch it.

Will Ferrell is hilarious.

Why?

Who knows.

This is either the beginning of one of the greatest blogs of all time or just another blog that someone starts and then gets bored with and quits updating.

More later.