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Kirk Cameron, what has become of you.

As an uncle five times over I can appreciate the miracle of childbirth. However, I’d be even more amazed if these women used the miracle of self-restraint before doing this.

This link was sent to me this morning by a good friend but after reading it a bit I have to admit that I am a bit confused because she described it as “the new craze sweeping the nation” but she could have been talking out her ass just as I’ve been known to do from time to time.

Here’s what I was able to discern after going through the site bleary-eyed at 6:15 in the morning before work. It seems to be some sort of swingers club with a whole bunch of metaphysical bullshit attached to it in order to hide its nefariousness. Here’s a quote from the front page:

Cosmic Love Tribe (LoveTribe) recognizes that we are all connected on a deeper, spiritual level, and is working to create body-positive, touch-positive community that facilitates authentic connections, nurtures our whole selves, provides opportunities to explore our passions and playfulness and facilitates healthy, caring, communal opportunities to meet our needs for connection and affection.

Now as soon as I hear the words “Cosmic” or “Tribe” used in sentence I think to myself, “Uh-oh! Hippies!” and crawl under the covers. Am I being too insensitive? Most likely. However I don’t really care. Your best course of action though is to check out this website and come up with opinion yourself. Maybe I’ll see you at the next meeting.

Welcome to the club

I’ve never written a grocery list in my life as I prefer to shop entirely on impulse and go home only to realize that I’ve such a mismatched series of ingredients that ultimately can not make anything edible. However, while some people write grocery lists some other people collect them.

This weblog writes fictitious yet very, very humourous personals from the perspective of supermodels. Fun and sexy.

The last place I’d think of finding recordings by a woman who won’t leave a man alone after he helped her out when she was stuck on the side of the road would be the North American Subaru Imprezza Owners Club forums but here it is nonetheless. I can thank my lucky stars that all the women I know are beautiful, well-mannered, and have a modicum of mental instability. I appreciate that. Thank you.

Frankly, if I was this gentleman I would have left the country by this point because this woman has troubles that are far reaching and the inability to know when to quit. I’m honoured to have never been on the receiving end of stalking. But on second thought the attention would be flattering.

Update: Apparently the server that these recordings are being hosed on is getting hammered right now due to the popularity of the site. Be patient.
Update to the update: The above website is totally fucked and is not coming back up. Here’s a website about cats instead.

This is not the woman in question

Online quizzes for me are a good way to fill up this website when I’ve a dearth of content. Here’s my result from this quiz. Oddly enough, one of the few times a result from a quiz has been pretty bang on.

One day in the future everyone will live in a home like this.

Jew falls in love with Asian. Sauces ensue.

Ukulelia is the world’s best and arguably only weblog about ukuleles. Full disclosure: I play the ukulele. I have been playing it for over 4 years now and actually enjoy it. While mostly I play my own songs. I do know a cover or two. I can, of course, play “Tiny Bubbles” by Don Ho. I can also play “The Final Countdown” by Europe. No, really, I can.

My Secret Life by Walter is an astounding 11 volume set of books detailing one mans sexual escapades throughout the course of his life. Of course the name Walter is a pseudonym because writing this kind of stuff back in the late 1800’s could get you flogged. As such, the book was banned for several decades and eventually fell into the public domain so that we can now all enjoy it today. WARNING!!!!! Just because this was written well over a century ago doesn’t mean that it isn’t dirty. It is. Even I was shocked. It is extremely explicit and doesn’t spare any details. It is an 11 volume sex diary after all. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Ian MacKaye from Fugazi and Minor Threat fame shows us the importance of vowels.

The Ship of Fools website recently ran a contest to come up with an eleventh commandment. I looked at the winning entries and was frankly disappointed. I know that flashcube.org readers can do far better than that as they are smart, talented, and attractive. Don’t let me down. Leave your eleventh commandment in the comments.

This Christian website written by women encourages other young women to shake off the troublesome thoughts are free will and self-governance and to engage in a life of indentured servitude in the name of Jesus. Such wonderful articles include “Be a servant” and “What Is Wrong With Dating?” Here’s an excerpt from “My experience with the dating game”

Dating will cause: B.F.S. (Bad Focusing Syndrome)

WARNING!! : The side effects from playing the dating game are serious! The mind will become blurry and unfocused on Christ. Much desire for the things that should be the most important in your life (for example: pleasing God and parents, and focusing on learning to become a godly wife and mother) are apt to fade out, leaving your mind focused on the things that should be the least important at the moment: Boys! Results: broken hearts, strained relationships, and deep scars…

Oh dear, why?

The movie Tron was both innovative and entertaining when it first came out over 20 years ago. As a consequence a very loyal fan base has built up around the film. However, there’s being a fan of the film and then being this. My advice: don’t.

Are you looking for a goat? Are you? If you are here’s your one-stop shop for goats and goat-related products.

They rule. They really do.

Interesting link about the 1950’s and the things we take for granted having not grown up during that time period that, yes, my own mother sent me this morning. God bless her. Just watch out for the animated GIFs. You’ll go blind if you aren’t careful.

If I were to ever grow a mustache I would instantly become my father. Now If I were to grow a handlebar mustache I’d be in for a world of hurt. Not only would I be the scorn of all my friends and enemies I’d be able to join this exclusive club. It’s a toss up.

If you logged as many hours as I did playing Nintendo growing up then many of the theme songs are very familiar with you. I found this website with a musician who plays several of the songs on solo piano. Surprisingly they translate extremely well to it. There are several MP3’s on the site so you can listen to samples. My favourites is probably Super Mario Brothers 3 Cloud Theme which oddly sounds like a Vince Guaraldi song. Who’d of thought it.

What the fuck?!