Over at Respectful Insolence, Orac reveals what he stumbled across when searching for a birthday card:

Now get a load of the very first comment:

I can't get over feeling insulted on the chimp's behalf.

That's gotta hurt. For Bush, to be precise.

I think they're some kind of clever CIA/KGB/Mossad experiment run amok. Be forewarned: the stupid in these videos is enough to liquify your brain.

One guy disproves evolution using peanut butter (there's a novel use I'd never heard of). Stop laughing, you haven't seen the video yet:


This other guy uses a banana's function as a marital aid as proof of god. Or something like that. The sexual overtones were so distracting that I really couldn't pay too much attention:

I can't quite put my finger on it, but this reminds me of something...

I have to disagree with Gruber on this one.

I'd heard about Twitter before -- it's a new breed of social networking site, where you can post an endless stream of what amount to SMS messages (they're limited to 140-some characters each) about what you are doing, thinking, eating, where you're at, what you wear... It's like stream-of-conciousness-blogging. Whereas blogging has turned into a medium where you sit down and more or less carefully craft a message that encapsulates your thoughts, Twitter is shoot-from-the-hip, spur-of-the-moment, wear-out-your-hyphen-key posting.

Twitter is the Internet equivalent of the mood ring. The mood ring was predicated on the astoundingly pretentious assumption that everybody around you is, or at least should be, interested in your current state of emotional well-being at any given time.

From Saint Gasoline:

It comes with an essay triggered by Starbucks' printing of a Jonathan Wells quote on their cups. It's well worth reading, and it ends with the Saint calling for coffee cups with this quote on it:

“Jonathan Wells is a douchebag.”  –Saint Gasoline

Yeah, I'd like to see those too.