Farkin' Links Vol. 92 6/17

TGIFriday and all that. Uriel was in the office the other day and dropped off several pages to this comic book we were making several years ago which really brought back some memories. The comic had started in a way to make Uriel look less than competent, but they evolved into a space adventure in which he and his loyal band of cohorts fought off various aliens and miscellaneous miscreants around the galaxy. It was fun writing and drawing as well as giving us something to argue over every morning.

Anyways, Uriel's sidekick in the comic was a coworker named Cindy who, as Smashmouth once succinctly put it, was not the sharpest tool in the shed. In fact, she was such a big fan of that Sailor Moon cartoon that we jokingly called her Sailor Cindy which she took as a compliment. We had been getting Bazooka Joe gum at the time which is wrapped in these terrible elbow slapping comic strips that even 8 year olds would think was beneath their dignity. Of course, we took great delight in reading them to each other every day and I became inspired to draw my own terrible Bazooka Joe comic. It was a take off of stupid lawyer quotes where the character Sailor Cindy from the comic posing as a lawyer is interviewing a witness with the following exchange.

"So, what did he say then?"
"He said, 'You've seen my face, so now I have to kill you.'"
"So...did he kill you?"

I remember finishing it, giving it to Uriel to read, then him shaking his head with a rueful smile on his face saying,"Yep. That was a Bazooka Joe comic. Just terrible." He passed this comic to Sailor Cindy and she read it, read it again, then finally looked up and plainly stated,"I don't get it." Uriel and I were aghast; we attempted to explain it to her for the next ten minutes then finally declared it a lost cause. Later in the day at lunch, we're sitting in the back room when suddenly she breaks out into laughter. "Oooohhhh...I get it! That's pretty funny! Did Adam write that all by himself?" Never had I seen a brain move in slow motion like that before. Anyways, thanks for bringing back the comic and the memories, Uriel.

"The first principle is that you must not fool yourself - and you are the easiest person to fool."
--Richard Feynman


In the immortal words of Marv Albert," YEEESSS!!!" I think this girl totally deserved to win Miss Universe. NSFW

Damn...I guess the lesson of this commercial is "Never help anyone."

This Brazilian Star Wars movie sounds almost as good as Attack of the Clones...but not quite up to Star Wars Holiday Special quality.

Speaking of Star Wars(yes, I know, I won't let it go)this is an extremely persuasive article showing how, in fact, the Empire were the victims and "good guys" in this battle with the evil Rebellion. Seriously...would you ever trust a Jedi? They can control your mind, man!

This is just too bad, but I can see why you wouldn't want someone with a perpetual frown hawking your wares. Maybe she could have made up with extra flair.

In this "Japanese people are crazy" link, feel the plight of the unemployed Yakuza. I guess that tech bubble bursting wasn't good for organized crime, either.

I've been neglectful of these updates; Old people will pho-ck you up...or totally humiliate you in a newstory.

Wow...maybe the Russians should start using metal detectors in their courts to keep people from bringing in knives or guns...or grenades!

Well, that's helpful. Maybe I can make myself a piece of toast with the haunting image of Abraham Lincoln now.

Ooooohhh...I hope he has dental coverage.

Maybe not everybody in Florida is completely retarded. I like this idea for paying parking meters.

Just goes to show you can buy or sell anything on the internet...even friends.

This Hooters waitress is obviously not a Star Wars fan. Still, she did get her toy-yoda.

This reminds me of riding around in Vietnam on a cyclo...and it's probably safer, too.

Maybe I'm getting desensitized to evil in the world, but the strangest news in this story to me is the fact that there is a cult that worships Tupac Shakur. I mean, Poetic Justice was alright, but this is a little excessive.

Maybe I'm not completely desensitized, because this story is just sick and wrong. Fetus, the other other white meat.

Huh...what a coincidence...I was just watching this clip last night on Jack's computer. The octagon is a dangerous place.

Why are these weird sexual crimes always going on in Germany? It's probably their abnormal pornography that does it.

I'm so sad I missed out on the silly ebay auction of the day...this mystery box is full of cultural gold!

I'm...I'm speechless. Wow.