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We will miss the feline queen
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We will miss the feline queen
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A lot louder and bigger than this photo shows
Looking back, these were probably the most foul things my parents let us near in the otherwise innocent ’80’s. I remember not being allowed to buy the most super-disgusting Ninja Turtle villain. I couldn’t find a picture of him but I did find this one that my parents did let me get:

But neither were anywhere near as gross as the many Garbage Pail Kids trading cards and stickers we had.
So it’s good to see that they’re back, complete with a make-your-own feature that was the most fun I’ve had this week. The customization panel is also by far the best series of tabs I’ve ever been offered:

Unfortunately the share with a friend feature seems to be broken and there’s no way to embed your card anywhere (it was animated so the little rat comes over and eats at the pool of maggots), but still fun stuff for a Friday:

Originally the title of our yet-unaired Community Programming TV show, Planet Fun has now spawned a blog (like all good things). Matt Richissin now has a new forum to share YouTube videos, and unlike 75% of the blogs on my blogroll (including mine), it looks like he actually plans on updating:

sums up just about every energy drink’s marketing plan / advertising:
with the exception, of course, of my “favorite”, the commercial introducing Tab Energy drink, perhaps the most offensive-to-the-female-gender commercial I have ever viewed:
“because it takes a special kind of energy to be a woman” [images of girls shopping, dressing, eating, and getting into car with boy]
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Say hello to the only person you know living in southwest dc.
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Who needs a driveway anyway???
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All tuned up, courtesy of cap hill bikes. Still need some pegs though.
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Got all the way to columbia heights, then got run over. (found on sherman ave nw)
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Look forward to:
-More traffic by the escalators
-sweatier, smellier people on the metro
-working out underground