No, it has nothing to do with Alterac Valley (a player versus player battle zone) and its minutia. I simply could no longer tolerate having this nonsense crop up in my brain on a daily basis. There are no thoughts or lessons or memories in my head that should be rightfully displaced by knowing how many scraps of armor it takes to achieve a damage multiplier.
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The following is a video of MLB Superstar Albert Pujols and his manager, Tony La Russa speaking at Glenn Beck’s Tea Party rally in DC today.
While I realize that they got Pujols under the auspices of handing him some fakey award, I still feel like accepting it and preaching the gospel to the Tea Party could very well be worse than taking steroids.
I normally don’t go for stuff like this, but this voice over work is so on the ball that it deserves to be showcased…
While most of my work consists of combing the internet for various gems, I also occasionally get to create custom playlists to show off the site’s toolset for assembling video collections. Here are two recent ones I’ve compiled:
Fantastic round table lead by Stephen Fry on the out of control incarceration rate in this country. We imprison more people, per capita, than any nation in the history of the world. Fortunately for the Prison Industrial Complex, the coming double-dip recession will surely provide ample opportunity to sweep thousands more into our penal/human chattel holding cells, that we may create more wards of the state and more productive slave labor. Huzzah for free societies.
I half expected this short film to turn into a bizarro version of Planet of the Apes. I wanted this aged space chimp to land on an irradiated Earth, thousands of years after his departure (due to the temporal demands of general relativity) and scream to the heavens in chimp language, “You blew it all up, you bastards!”
Glenn Donnellan, a fiddler for the National Symphony Orchestra, crafted an electric fiddle out of a Derek Jeter-model baseball bat.
His fiddling rendition of the national anthem on July 4, at a Washington Nationals game, gives me the chills. It sounds like something out of a Ken Burns’ Civil War documentary.