January 21, 2009
Link Roundup!
I'm working on a long article (featuring the term "bed-shittingest"!), so here's the best links that have passed through my in box.
Via The Consumerist, Men's Health presents the Worst Foods in America. Topping the list this year: a 2600-calorie Baskin-Robbins milkshake!
The Playmobil Security Check Point.
The woman traveler stops by the security checkpoint. After placing her luggage on the screening machine, the airport employee checks her baggage. The traveler hands her spare change and watch to the security guard and proceeds through the metal detector. With no time to spare, she picks up her luggage and hurries to board her flight!
Forget where I read this, but in the making-me-feel-old category: Gabrielle Carteris is older than Barack Obama.
From the Baseball Card Blog: Ernest Thayer's "Casey at the Bat." And on a related note: "Billy Ripken Fesses Up to 'Error' Card." Back when I was 17 this was a huge deal. I remember going to the local candy store and buying up boxes of Fleer, then selling off the RIpkens to the neighborhood Dads for $25 each, keeping the rest of the cards. Good times.
I'm working on a long article (featuring the term "bed-shittingest"!), so here's the best links that have passed through my in box.
Via The Consumerist, Men's Health presents the Worst Foods in America. Topping the list this year: a 2600-calorie Baskin-Robbins milkshake!
The Playmobil Security Check Point.
The woman traveler stops by the security checkpoint. After placing her luggage on the screening machine, the airport employee checks her baggage. The traveler hands her spare change and watch to the security guard and proceeds through the metal detector. With no time to spare, she picks up her luggage and hurries to board her flight!
Forget where I read this, but in the making-me-feel-old category: Gabrielle Carteris is older than Barack Obama.
From the Baseball Card Blog: Ernest Thayer's "Casey at the Bat." And on a related note: "Billy Ripken Fesses Up to 'Error' Card." Back when I was 17 this was a huge deal. I remember going to the local candy store and buying up boxes of Fleer, then selling off the RIpkens to the neighborhood Dads for $25 each, keeping the rest of the cards. Good times.
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