Foggy mountain breakdown

looks pretty fun

Death Star garbage

The Trash Compactor Debate turns on whether the Death Star ejects its trash into space. I, for one, believe it does. Though we never see the Death Star ejecting its trash, we do see another Empire ship, the so-called Star Destroyer, ejecting its trash into space. I therefore see no reason to suspect that Empire protocol dictating that trash be ejected into space would not apply equally to all Empire spacecraft, including the Death Star.

The Death Star clearly has a garbage-disposal problem. Given its size and massive personnel, the amount of waste it generates — discarded food, broken equipment, excrement, and the like — boggles the imagination. That said, I just cannot fathom how an organization as ruthless and efficiently-run as the Empire would have signed off on such a dangerous, unsanitary, and shoddy garbage-disposal system as the one depicted in the movie.

On the Implausibility of the Death Star's Trash Compactor

Charles, you butthole

I have had all three of those songs from that one post and also the mameshiba jingle in my head.

Tuesday links

1. Westley B. sited, purchased this book.

2. toothpastefordinner trolling page

3. Just biject it to an open hypergraph whose elements are regular bijections.

4. A World Without People

Japan is light-years ahead of the USA

Songs stuck in my head lately, in order of frequency

Goodnight Moon

Set in a dystopian future in which genetically engineered animals have devoured humanity, GOODNIGHT MOON is told from the perspective of a unseen, dying victim of the ravenous hordes. As he reflects on the scene with his last breaths, MOON provides a terrifying eulogy for the human race.

Margaret Wise Brown’s approach to the apocalypse is a minimalist one. Leaving only vague hints about the world in the wake of DR. MOREAU-style takeover by anthropomorphic animals, the slowly expiring narrator describes his deathbed — a seemingly normal bedroom and its mundane, but symbolically sinister furnishings.

As illustrated by Clement Hurd, the room is green (a metaphor for Earth), while a balloon the color of bright arterial blood hangs over the tableau, suggesting both a fading sun and the blood spilled across the world in humanity’s losing battle against the cunning beasts.

Goodnight Moon

errbody saw the Romney rap, right?

If not!

this just in

the years change but this song never gets not awesome

Great, now you both have mouth herpes.

I would totally buy razors from these guys

JACKED FOR HATS SO MANY HATS

Friday Links

1. Tha Captain's personal web page

2. Endangered Ugly Things

3. Bad Ass of the Week: The Complete List

4. The Drawings of Will Laren

1920s Party Rock

Both of our readers have seen this since EDSBS twittereeted it but whatever.

these guys are really good.

Dick "Night Train" Lane

In 1952, the 24-year-old Lane showed up at the Los Angeles Rams training camp looking for a job because he disliked his current occupation at an aircraft factory. He was originally trying out for wide receiver, but the Rams switched him to defensive back. While with the Rams, he acquired the nickname "Night Train" from a hit record by Jimmy Forest (A #1 R&B hit for 7 weeks in 1952), frequently played by teammate Tom Fears. He initially disliked the nickname, but it grew on him after it gained national attention, first appearing in print describing a tackle in a Rams exhibition game: Dick "Night Train" Lane derails Charlie "Choo Choo" Justice. He wore number 81, unusual for a defensive back, because he was initially projected as a tight end. The receivers playing in front of him on the Rams, Fears and Elroy Hirsch, were stars and future Hall of Famers, so coach Joe Stydahar tried Lane at defensive back. In his rookie season he set an NFL single season record for interceptions with 14, which stands to this day even though the length of the season at the time was only 12 games. (It was expanded to 14 games in 1961 and 16 in 1978). He was traded to the Chicago Cardinals in 1954 and to the Detroit Lions in 1960. He played six seasons in Detroit (1960–65) and recorded 21 interceptions for 272 yards and one touchdown. He was All-NFL four times (1960–63) and was named to the Pro Bowl three times (1961–63).

Dick Lane

metal monday

the guy who got his dick stuck in a subwoofer sent corsair's daughter some love letters but corsair put them in the garbage before she saw them

while towling off after a bath, corsair strums his unerect dick like a guitar. it is his secret tradition

SORRY, BLACK PEOPLE

We really dropped the ball on this year's Black History Month festivities. We even had an extree long month.