Humour and funny

A great post today from Prison Proxy about the difference between humour and funny. This is one of my favourite blogs: written wittily, insightful, and offering privileged access to an unfamiliar world - all of the reasons that I loved Belle de Jour. Today’s post demonstrates all of these things.

Due to an inclination toward mockery, much of my humor has a zero sum game element to it. And, possibly because I’m the object of my own mockery much of the time, many of my associates like my wit and impromptu dramatizations.

Negotiations and Milk thefts

My new boss called today to negotiate the new salary for my new job. His approach was very direct. “You’ve asked for the middle of the salary range, which is fair given what you’re on now, so I’m happy to offer you the job at that wage. What do you think?” We agreed.

My current job has a labelling-is-nine-tenths-of-the-law system of fridge security. It isn’t secure. My small team buy milk in larger bottles than anybody else, which seems to encourage theft. “They won’t notice, stealing some won’t hurt.” Paranoia, guilt and shame are the tools with which we intend to fight this theft. Oh, and Sharpie markers.

Multi-tasking is the future

hair, nails, gifts and mortgages, originally uploaded by woodleywonderworks.

I've stolen your heaaaaaaaaart

Pirate, originally uploaded by valart2008.

Via boing boing, as if you couldn't guess.

The 100th post rundown.

Well, 100 posts. I said I'd never blog about blogging, but this feels like a decent landmark. I've really enjoyed keeping this sort of diary, sort of list of links. I also said I'd try to be brief, but interesting. So here are my top eleven posts.

11. Autumn photo.

10. Town Hall clock tower tour.

9. Russian Space Age Christmas Cards.

8. Crazy traffic on YouTube.

7. iPod shuffle sweepstake.

6. I like...

5. Canal walk.

4. Challenge Tennis Round 1
4. Round 2

3. Fireworks

2. £81 of T-Bone

1. Christmas Decorations.

Enjoy, and thanks to all of the sites that I found the stuff on. I've tried to cite sources where possible, hopefully I'm not infringing any copyright. Fair usage? I'll need to check with Boing Boing, I think.

Apres

Apres, originally uploaded by aqui-ali.

http://www.boingboing.net/2008/01/22/longexposure-shot-of.html

Boing Boing boings again!

Flickr user Aqui-Ali has posted a long-exposure shot of a couple having sex on a bed, a kind of erotic blur representing a great deal of energetic movement.

Cor!

Hofbrauhaus Catastrophe, originally uploaded by Slake B.

You ask, Flickr brings.

Traffic

via BoingBoing - see blogroll

2007 Awards

Website of the Year: www.BoingBoing.net

Tough category. To win, Boingboing beat Facebook, Flickr and del.ici.ous, as well as the BBC and Guardian sites. Its combination of great content – copyright based news, hi-tech geekery, gadget reviews and great art – and an admirable principle of always acknowledging contributors pushed it to the fore. It has changed my views about ownership, the web and attribution. Without BoingBoing, I’d have never heard of Creative Commons.


Song of the Year: Fluorescent Adolescent, Arctic Monkeys

I haven’t exactly discarded all of my naughty nights for niceness, and I don’t feel like I’m in any kind of crisis, common or not. But I do have a degree of empathy with the voice of this song, being much better behaved now than I have been in the past. Killer riff too.


Film of the Year: Notes on a Scandal

A brilliant story, Judi Dench oozes _____, with an excellent supporting cast, particularly Jim Broadbent.


Book of the Year: The Book of Lost Things, John Connolly

No spoilers, I’m afraid. In my opinion, almost anything you know about a book before you start to read it could spoil it in some way.




Best Surprise: My Ghetto Blaster birthday cake – thanks Pip!


Worst Shock: Dad’s Heart Attack

I’d been in a bad mood with my dad for about eighteen months. But when I was met with the terror of maybe losing him forever that suddenly faded away. My father is exactly twice my age.


Biggest Disappointment: Glastonbury Festival

The weather was terrible, so I didn’t really push myself into making the most of the festival as a result. I tried to see too many people, and not enough bands. I don’t know if I’d go again.

Eyescape

Click here for a beautiful, erie set of close-ups of irises. It's called an Eyescape by Rankin, the artist who created it.

More details from Boing Boing.

tornado potato

tornado potato, originally uploaded by superlocal.

Yum yum!

Russian Space Age Christmas Cards

I found these via the excellent Boing Boing blog.. There are more like them at this cool site. These are my favourites.

Personal stereo systems

I thought I was kicking some pretty ill flavour with my new iPod shuffle. And then I saw these guys.



Click here for more info. Thank you BoingBoing.net

School in a cave

I was pointed in the direction of this link to an amazing Reuters photoset by Boing Boing - a Chinese school in an enormous cave. Wow.

xkcd

I love www.xkcd.com because it's such a consistently high quality strip, whether funny, or tender, or both. Forgetting to check the site for a week or two, and then treating myself to oodles of new material is a pleasure.

Going postal...

...is the last thing on my mind, because my passport and my Smiths T-shirt arrived today. And I'm not in the Fiver either. More importantly, I'm not in the Fiver getting dissed.

Dear Santa, I want this staple remover, yours, Dave



From the brilliant Dark Roasted Blend.

Not to mention the hypotenuse

Mr Rhyming Slang himself, singing about a furry triangle.



It's a muff, surely.

Link-a-rama

What with BoingBoing, and B3ta, all producing their normal excellence, and with the help and support of Sarah Snowball - I owe you one - and this little gem, here are some fun links.

Vampire Cupcakes

Cockatoo dances to the Backstreet Boys

What is this?

Politician kiddy pants They have Cameron too.


Eat your way through the alphabet

Mirror Trick

It looks like a willy!

Clare So...

My old friend annd former housemate Clare was back in Manchester today. We tootled round John Rylands and Spinningfields in the afternoon, then met friends in Sol's that evening and ended up at the Fab Cafe at night.

When they played 'All These Things That I Have Done' by the Killers, my eyes welled up. What a big tune of the Parsonage days! Oh, what fun we had!

I mostly despise dancers who hold their arms aloft during 'I am the Resurrection,' but tonight I did that myself with Clare. Despite what I would say to myself about hypocrisy, about disingenuity, about moral laxness: I've really missed that girl.

J'ai mal au poignet

Worry no more Pierre, here's a wrist rest that looks like a baguette.

Good old BoingBoing .