You kids like the Hip Hop right?
And I know you like the Radiohead (musical geniuses, how could you not love them?)
What if I were to point you to a link where they have combined Hip Hop with Radiohead? You'd go there wouldn't you?
You would right?
Tell them Zak sent you.
I crack me up: March 2006 Archives
There was a lull in the internet this week. Seriously, it was like all of a sudden there was nothing interesting online. Beleive, I looked at the whole thing. I went from one end of the interent to the other.
And then, as I was giving up hope that I'd ever be able to post again, I decided to calm my nerves by shopping for overpriced basketball shoes and this fell into my lap.
How are you going to show up on a basketball court with a pair of these on?
"The Code M System is integrated into the basketball sneaker's heel and tongue. It can hold up to 100 songs, running on a 6-hour battery life. To transfer songs onto the system, just use the USB port on the side of the shoe."
All that, and they are only $200! I'm going to have to get a few pairs, pass them out to friends and co-workers.
When I was a kid, if you wanted "radio basketball shoes", you had to duct tape your home stereo to the back of one of your Keds and a car battery to the other, then balance a speaker on each shoulder. It was just that easy, and you were ready to hit the court.
That's what made us such good basketball players back in the day.
Remember that comic book in the late 70's where Mick Jagger, David Bowie, and Ozzie Osbourne all team up with Batman to fight crime in space?
Neither did I. And yet, here it is.
Honestly, what did we do before the internet?
(thanks to Boing Boing.)
Can't talk right now... getting my pimp on.
I highly suggest you find out what your pimp name is and use it in casual conversation around the office.
Of course you'll need to refer to yourself by that name in the third person just like Tricktickler Larkin Flow does.
(Question: could you drink out of this cup and keep a straight face? Seriously.
"Oh this? Yeah, just thought I'd have a refreshing beverage in my jewel-encrusted goblet. Ain't no thang."
At least that's what I would sound like if I was drinking my morning coffe out of that monster.)
