Category: humor

I really transitioned because…

By , January 30, 2012 1:48 pm

With help from the peanut gallery. This is a mix of FTM, MTF, and general silliness, so don’t try to overthinkg ‘em. Feel free to suggest more in the comments!

I really transitioned to get into bars for free, without having to pay cover.

I really transitioned because I heard there weren’t enough women in science, and I wanted to do my part.

I really transitioned so I could drink sweet pink drinks at bars without being judged.

I really transitioned because when I paint my toes pink, I want to be a boy with pink toenails!

I really transitioned so I could wear tight pants all the time without looking like a member of an 80′s rock band.

I really transitioned because I wanted to save on car insurance.

I really transitioned because the clothes are *way* better (so i still wear BDUs and t-shirts most of the time)

I really transitioned because I was born on Stonewall Day.

Cocks of Love – Swapping Body Parts for the Trans Community

By , January 26, 2012 10:52 am

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Our mission is to provide a sense of self, confidence, and normalcy to transgender and transsexual individuals by providing proper body parts for physical completeness. Our clients receive body parts free of charge or on a sliding scale, based on needs.

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Robots: Evil or Wonderful?

By , January 18, 2012 2:31 pm

A friend of mine said she was teaching an elementary school class and the question came up – as it so often does – “What would you do if your friend turned into a robot?”

The class quickly devolved into discussions of how to defeat their robot friends, when my friend asked “Wait, couldn’t they be good robots?” The class clamored NO, the only good robot is a dead robot. Over drinks, however, my friends were able to come up with some counter arguments.

1. Roomba

Roomba

Roombatoombababoomba

This should go without saying. Roombas (and other cleaning robots) are awesome. They clean. They beep. They look adorable and invite slightly condescending names like Jeeves and Cinderella. A firm entry in the ‘robots are good’ camp.

2. R2-D2 and C-3PO

I’m counting them as a pair, and while this Star Wars duo isn’t always effective they are definitely good. ‘Nuff said.

3. Terminator

Sure, the name may throw you. “Terminating” isn’t exactly a warm and fuzzy job. But he was trying to save the future, so we’ll excuse his occasionally rude and destructive techniques.

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A most important question

By , June 2, 2011 11:51 pm

This week has been a little tough, so something on the lighter side: which direction should one wipe with toilet paper?

Toilet paper should obviously be hung dangling over for easier access, but what do you do with the toilet paper once it’s off the roll? Lifehacker has your back:

Dr. Curtis Asbury, says that the method of wiping your buttocks depends heavily on what companion equipment you have in the area. If you’re a guy, “do whatever feels right. It makes no difference. Heck, you can go side to side if you like!” But on the other hand, the conventional wisdom among women (which apparently isn’t so conventional for some) says that front-to-back is the way to go to avoid urinary tract infections. Not so fast ladies!

The thought is that when you wipe from back to front, you are moving fecal material towards the vagina and thus the urethra. Bacteria gets in the urethra, travels up to the bladder, and soon enough you got a UTI brewing. Unfortunately, despite this elegant theory, it simply hasn’t proven itself in the scientific literature. According to the evidence in multiple studies, it doesn’t matter which way you wipe. That being said, which way would I wipe if I were a woman? You better believe I’m wiping front to back!

That’s news you can use. Hit the link for the full story.

 

Stream of Consciousness

By , May 24, 2011 10:19 pm

From this past weekend,  when I may or may not have been in an altered state of consciousness.

There is incredible time dilation – things that subjectively must have taken mere seconds feeling like they’ve lasted forrrrrrever, even though they objectively been mere seconds (it feels like you’re thinking of a ton of different thoughts but I think it’s really thiking the same thought continuously but forgetting each moment of thinking so the single second of thought feels like one million tiny cuts of seconds) (this sentence felt like it took 3 or 4 minutes to type but it must have only bean thirty seconds cuz my typing speed continued as normal and annie and piet’s discussion was objectively only a few thoughts further)

A LOG OF THINGS: A BLACKOUT TEST

annie’s terribly creepy frog prince

“becc’s gonna lose it”

why do i get cough-y when i’m high?

the rhymes in this song are really sub-par

too tall frog, not two toe wog

annie and the sorcerers apprentice making out with gomez

xmen, discussion of what to watch when high

boy with the striped pijamas

tinfoil ball

laughing at the holocaust

oh it’s so sad

kissing

can focus for bref moments with intense focus (but not enough to write this sentence)

can you get me water? ahhhhhhh

welcome to masterpiece theater

it’s actually a metaphor for the sentate

get out of my bar freak

TWITCH

So much twitching. This is only somewhat enjoyable

unreasonable sollution of the stick seatbelt

i want to be everyone in this movie

professor x is gonna SAVE LOGAN

this doesn’ really make my pains particularly less

you want salty things

i don’t wanna be a ruiner. it’s stilled with instand gratification i’ts eyrthing you could every dream it could be

i wantt some pizzaa…. and i wish i hadn’t had as much

why would his shoes not make it

riff tracks

wait when when did they kidnaprogue? oh right she ran into the woods after being tricked to leave

oh james

i want that chocolate sooo baaaaad

why do they have so many badass cars? where does prof x get his money

i forgot how cheesy some o these special effect are, but the movie is still sooooo gooooood

test of science

it’s like the room zooms in, become less high while juggling, but then zooms way back out when high

it’s like the room zooms in it’s like the room zooms out it’s like the roomzooms in it’s like the room zooms out

what convenient colors to denote evil

shoulda run up to him and punched him in the face

still unwilling to make sacrifices….that’s what makes you weak

i would read that comic. of malcom x using magic to turn someone black, and martin luther king has to stop him

 

Nursery Rhymes

By , December 15, 2010 5:08 pm

Some Wednesday silliness…

Jack and Jill
Jack took a spill, chased up the hill
Calling “I’m not a son, but daughter!”
Jack fell down, still in his gown
Jill cried forever after

Little Bo Peep
Little Bo Peep has nowhere to sleep
And can not stand to act femme
Leave her alone, she wants to go home
But fears those who’d condemn

Yankee Doodle
Yankee Doodle came to town
A-ridin’ on a pony
Said she was a pretty thing
But they called her a phoney

Yankee Doodle keep it up
Yankee Doodle dandy
Mind the music and the steps
With other girls be handy

FML GMH

By , October 15, 2010 3:46 pm

There have been a bunch of Twitter-length ‘story’ sites popping up lately: Texts From Last Night (TFLN), Fuck My Life (FML), Gives Me Hope (GMH), and so on. I’ve become a fan of them, because there’s something delightful about the brief narratives they offer; bite-sized chunks of someone’s life. They allow voting up or down, to give an idea what other people think. For example, here’s one of the “Best” from TFLN:

I was just told by a cop that my party was the most epic party they ever crashed

And from FML:

Today, I saw an elderly man fall in a crosswalk, so I jumped off my bike to help. As I helped him across, the light turned green. I then watched across a 6 lane street as someone stole my bike. FML

I realized, though, that while I can sit and read pages of TFLN or FML, I’m not actually able to handle more than a small sampling of GMH. The stories, counter-intuitively, kind of bum me out.

I think it’s because there’s a certain schadenfreude in FML: you get to see tales of people doing poorly. And there’s a voyeurism to TFLN: hearing about people’s foibles and sexual conquests. But GMH is about good things happening. So while one or two is endearing, pages and pages of good things, all happening to other people, just makes me realize that I’m sitting at my computer reading about ‘em instead of having them happen to me.

S’mores on the roof

By , September 26, 2010 9:01 pm

Last night, my roommate and I (with some other friends) decided to set up a tent on the roof and make s’mores over tea candles.

S'mores in a tent on a roof

Smores. In a tent. On a roof.

It was quite a bit of fun. We sang camp songs, kept relighting the shitty tea candles, and made delicious s’mores. (Some even with Kit Kats! Yum! Peanut butter, chocolate, and Nutella, oh my!) For all that, my roommate made the foolish decision to try and sleep up there.

Tent on the roof

Tent on the roof

It was definitely tent-appropriate temperature, but it was starting to rain, was pretty windy, and we had no way to secure the tent stakes. So, about 30 minutes later, she came down and decided to pass at sleeping on the roof.

Urban Dictionary

By , September 22, 2010 10:26 pm

(Inspired by Hyperbole and a Half.)

I fare pretty well at Urban Dictionary. Searching for Rebecca gives me this:

Rebecca Definition, number 1

Obviously.

And this:

Rebecca definition, number 2

Also pretty nice

Indeed, all the definitions on the first page of results are pretty complimentary. But what about nicknames?

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Links and a Ray Bradbury love letter

By , September 14, 2010 12:28 pm

First, an amazing and hilarious music video:

Meanwhile…

The REAL ‘Stuff White People Like’ – OKCupid continues their interesting analysis of the huge tons of data they have from their online dating site.

Terminological Bullshit – Using burgled versus robbed, raped versus anything else

Ignorance – A post on ignorance concerning trans issues and identities

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