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Ukulele Virtuoso James Hill

Mario Bros Theme

One Note Samba

Misirlou

A Tragic Case

Acquired Growth Hormone Deficiency and Hypogonadotropic Hypogonadism in a Subject with Repeated Head Trauma ... or Tintin goes to the Neurologist!

http://www.cmaj.ca/cgi/content/full/171/12/1433

Another Cute With Chris Video

Still can't believe I'm the only guy I know who watches him ... Anyway, this week's episode is another Instant Classic CWC, packed with the usual Cuteness, Kittens and Dead Dreams.

Check out the New Video At The Cute With Chris YouTube Channel here (Didn't embed it because I don't know it felt a bit like stealing)

Also, visit the CWC Website - http://cutewithchris.com/

Hit That Donut!

The Birth of Rock 'n' Roll

Well ... not really ... but this is the 1965 TV telecast of Big Mama Thornton's 1953 hit 'Hound Dog', which not only was an important Jump Blues recording at the time, also inspired many future Rock 'n' Rollers, including He-who-is-called-King.

[UBER-FAN QUIZ- Let's See if You Can Identify The Rangy Man Playing The Guitar]

And here's a video of the original 78 (from 1953),

Best of Craigslist: Why Geeks and Nerds Are Worth It...

Sample:

1.) While geeks and nerds may be awkward, they’re well-meaning 9 out of 10 times. That smooth dude with the sly grin and the spider hands? Wonder what HIS intentions are... plus, I’ve never had a geek guy not call me when he said he would. Score major points THERE.

2.) They’re useful. In this tech-savvy world, it’s great to have a b/f who can make your laptop, desktop, and just about anything else that plugs into a wall behave itself.

3.) They’re more romantic than they’re given credit for. Ok true, their idea of romance might be to make up a spiffy web-page with all the reasons why they love you, with links to pics of you and sonnets and such... but hey. It lasts longer than flowers, plus you can show your friends.

Full List(Stolen From) Here.

Germans Not Amused, Nor The French

And Now, From 'Rowan Atkinson Live In Belfast',

'I Hate The French' by Howard Goodall

Korean Comics

Who Knew Koreans Can Be This Funny?

Well, South Koreans Maybe ... But Nobody's Ever Heard A North Korean Tell A Joke.

Nobody's Heard A North Korean In A Long Time.

[Aaaand Single tear of Righteous Grief ... and End Scene. That's A Wrap People!]

Sick Of Garfield?

Tired of the World's Most Famous, Most Syndicated, Incorporated, Sold-Out-erated Cat's Stupid Repetitive Jokes? Disgusted by its latest instance of inane humour and assembly line comics? Ashamed of saying that you once actually liked Garfield?

Then, you'll love this!

Who knew that a little photoshopping could make the strip so much funnier.

Feel a little bad about Jon's condition though ...

A Fable by Adhiraj Singh

As in a Fairytale, the weather reflects people's moods - at least these days. Tempers change, rise and fall as quickly as the temperature; tolerance and understanding are as fleeting as the clouds of rain.  Words between people become as torrential rain - unclear and unforgiving.

It is in these days - these days of Harsh Sun and Advancing Monsoon - that we must look into ourselves and find the camaraderie, the friendship and the Joy in little things.

Just last week we had an incident at the office. A word said in haste, a joke timed poorly, and an unfortunate lapse in communication. A Grudge? Perhaps, perhaps not. Pettiness? Again, perhaps, perhaps not. Such unpleasantness is caused not by Hate, or Ego, but rather by Improper Communication, and a loose rein on one's emotions.

I myself am not without flaw. I remember it well - when I was young and foolhardy. I was frequently at odds with people - friends, family members, sometimes even strangers, people on the street, people who started making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared she said, "You're moving with your Auntie and Uncle in Bel-Air." I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said fresh and had dice in the mirror. If anything, I could say that this cab was rare but I thought no, forget it, Yo home to Bel-Air! I pulled up to the house about seven or eight, and I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo home, smell you later!",  looked at my kingdom, I was finally there to sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air.

The End

Smurf Wars!

From the very excellent Artblog by Brazillian Cartoonist Marcelo Braga,

Check out the whole post.