MasterChugs Theater: The Value of an Education

Some coworkers of mine and I get together every so often to have Bad Movie Night (henceforth known as BMN), an idea I first heard from Chris Taber some time ago on the Crankcast. To me, it’s a glorious concept: get some friends together, pop on some bad movies, crack open some beers and let rip on the film. Keep in mind that you won’t be watching The Godfather on BMN, but you just might watch The Godfather III. As long as the movie’s not one of those you’d find in the March Mort or Awful April categories, it can still be fun enough. And hey, you get to introduce people to movies they may not have seen!

How can it go wrong?

It can. Oh, it can. Continue reading MasterChugs Theater: The Value of an Education

So that’s where Bobby Collins went

If you’ve wondered what happened to the stand-up comedians of the ’70s, ’80s and ’90s (or the Mom Rock of comedy), we’ve found them. Turns out they were in Saudi Arabia this whole time, making sure the government knows that women are terrible drivers. And, much the same way they courageously confronted and ended the practice of airline food, it’s working … for now.

A banner day for manipulated genetics

Science has finally given us the greatest gift of all: destruction!

Harvard University medical researchers managed to engineer a biological cell that can produce a laser beam. This was all done through an experiment that allowed human kidney cells to produce that which lets jellyfish go all glowy in the dark, green fluorescent proteins (or GFP, as we’ll now call it). From there, one of the cells was placed between two mirrors. When light was sent through the cell Frankenstein monster, a laser was born! Talk about shooting from the hip (because the kidneys are located close-ish around the hip, and the kidney monster shot a laser and … shut up).

Soon, we shall all be Arthur Parks, or at the very least, Scott Summers.

The great peace of 2011

Neighbors can be a real pain. Here in the U.S., when neighbors make us mad, we do the sensible thing and pee on their flowers, but in Malaysia, things are more serious.

One man complained to the police about his neighbors dogs barking, which ignited a feud. The neighbor responded to the complaints by throwing paint cans through the man’s window and crashing into his gate. The bad blood continued for three years, but ended recently, when the two ended up signing a peace treaty.

And if anyone breaks the treaty? Well, then it’s time to organize airstrikes.