“These men proved that John Donne was wrong: any man could be an island, entire of himself, if he had a drink in his hand and something to occupy his mind.”
- Mike Gayle, in Brand new friend, the book I’m currently reading.
“I know a couple that had a conversation almost exactly like this. They’re married now…”
- MMcF, on his StumbleUpon page, referring to this cartoon.
Say, you know that tired old joke that goes “If nothing ever sticks to Teflon, how do they make Teflon stick to the pan?”
You most probably do, because for all these years it’s been the #1 in the “Haha very funny now fuck off”-category.
Well anyway, the fact remains that I’ve never heard a decent answer to that question (and no, I never use Google either, Einstein).
SoÂ IÂ wasÂ thinkingÂ aboutÂ itÂ inÂ theÂ carÂ today,Â andÂ thenÂ suddenlyÂ itÂ dawnedÂ onÂ me…
Yes, it is true that nothing sticks to Teflon. But is equally true that stuff can (and does) stick to pans. So what they basically do, instead of sticking the Teflon to the pan, they just stick the pan to the Teflon! Et voilÃ !
Stick that in your pipe and smoke it!
Also, I think I don’t get enough sleep these days.
Woops, it would appear I’ve forgotten to publish a Happysad cartoon for today. Don’t worry, they’ll be back tomorrow. Sorry if I caused any cold turkey!
It’s not my intention to join the herd and start filling up my blog with links to YouTube-videos, but as a devoted 80s music junkie, I just cannot resist pointing you to this hilarious Levi’s commercial.
Last night, a nice girl said I looked like Edward Norton.
I felt flattered. Edward Norton is the coolest actor on earth.
I also felt aÂ strong urge to beat someone up.
“A guy came to Fight Club for the first time, his ass was a wad of cookie dough. After a few weeks, he was carved out of wood.”