Fun Stuff

Sissy’s Magical Ponycorn Adventure

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I used to feature games on here from time to time, but it’s been awhile. Maybe I was just waiting for the right game. I give you Sissy’s Magical Ponycorn Adventure.

The game was designed by Cassie, age 5, including the pictures and voices. That much is pretty obvious as soon as you see the game (although I swear she must have been fed some of the lines by somebody).

This game is adorable and takes about 10 minutes, max, to beat, so go check it out. The cuteness factor is off the charts. If you enjoy it, you can also donate to Cassie’s college fund.

You know, it kind of makes me think…I happen to know of a very imaginative girl who likes to draw pictures…

Purdue Rube Goldberg Machine claims Guinness World Record

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I’m a big fan of Rube Goldberg Machines. A Rube Goldberg Machine is a “deliberately over-engineered machine that performs a very simple task in a very complex fashion, usually including a chain reaction”. Of course this one also awakens my sense of collegiate pride, but this thing is honestly cool.

Usually, the end result of the machine is some sort of useful function, such as peeling an apple or something, but with as many steps as possible. This one doesn’t seem to perform a useful function, other than entertainment (and teaching!). This one embraces the entertainment aspect of these things, going through the entire history of the earth, from the big bang, to the extinction of the dinosaurs, Egyptians, Romans and knights, World War II, the space race, television, and finally takes us into the future to the end of the world (and even beyond that!), all in under 3 minutes!

So, without further ado, enjoy:

Old telephone booths being re-used as mini-libraries

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Thanks to the cell phone revolution, phone booths aren’t of much use anymore. You don’t really miss them until you’re getting mugged at gunpoint because Superman doesn’t have a place to change out of his Clark Kent clothes. So we could just get rid of them (and it seems like we mostly have…when’s the last time you’ve seen a phone booth?), but it’s already hard enough for Bill & Ted and Dr. Who to blend in anymore. Wouldn’t it be better to keep them around? Maybe use them for something? Especially if we had really cool looking ones like they do over in England.

Why not a lending library?

I think it’s awesome. It’s great reuse of something that would have otherwise been trash.

Link via Sara.

V is for Victory ‘Stache

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My brother showed up to my mom’s wedding with a ridiculous mustache. He is currently running an election campaign, and he explained that a few people had made a pact that they would not shave their mustaches until they achieved victory.

That’s when I realized that I had this amazing natural resource that I wasn’t using in any way. And why not put my upper lip towards a good cause, and help my brother win his election? Thus, another victory ‘stash was born.

(though of course, we should give props to the original victory ‘stash)

I have always been a big fan of ever-changing, ever-more-ridiculous facial hair. Sara, however, is definitely not a fan of facial hair. I tried to explain to her about a man’s right to choose what he wants to do with his body, but she’s not buying it. Ugh, women! So insensitive. They give you a wedding ring, and then they think they own you. Well, this man is more than just a piece of meat! I’m a piece of meat with a mustache!

And quite honestly, I’m just so tired of being the most handsome man in the room. It’s such as hassle; it’s practically a disability. So I just need to handicap myself a little bit, to bring it down to everyone else’s level.

So far, the best part of having the mustache is watching people flounder around with what to say. Sometimes they say something like, “Uh…wow!”, or sometimes they say nothing at all. In either case, I can just see this process going on behind the eyes like, “I know him to be a reasonable man, and yet…” It’s like they just can’t process it. I just get to imagine these little conversations in their head, like, “Should I laugh about it, or does he honestly think that looks good?” It’s so fantastic.

I guess I can spot the people who think that I think it looks good, because they say something like, “Hey, I like the mustache! It looks good!” Okay, now how am I supposed to take someone seriously after that? Either they really think it looks good, which is kind of silly, or they don’t, in which case they are just lying to me.

I think the problem is that my mustache is not yet ridiculous enough. When it reaches epic proportions, then people will be less inclined to think I’m just an idiot. Then it will be patently obvious that it looks awesome, and nobody will feel the need to mention it, or give me fake compliments. Because then all the compliments will only be real.

Anybody have a good mustache wax vendor?

16 Goats, Sitting in a Tree

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Well, it’s sort of self-explanatory, isn’t it? At least they weren’t k.i.s.s.i.n.g. Those things will climb anything.

No word on if they use trampolines to get up into the tree.

Link via Sara.