The closer something looks like an actual human being, without being an actual human being, the creepier it looks. That’s what the uncanny valley refers to — this dip in our emotional response to a human likeness.
If you’ve never had them, they’re called “egg rolls,” but they’re nothing like the deep fried pork-and-vegetable rolls you get at Chinese restaurants. No, these are cookies, plain and simple. Rolls and rolls of sweet flaky, buttery goodness. I used to eat them straight over the tin, because they’re so crumbly and messy.
Is anyone as baffled as I am by a local team choosing the seagull as its mascot? Seagulls are smelly, mean, and really kind of a nuisance, especially when you’re just trying to eat your lunch outside.
Yup, I finally figured out who our cat, Mama, reminds me of….
When you’re scooping the litter box, do you ever pretend that it’s a treasure hunt, and you’re sifting for little gold nuggets? What’s that? You don’t? Yeah. Me, neither. There’s absolutely nothing that can make the process any less disgusting.
Every time I hear Counting Stars by OneRepublic, I start singing, “You and me, baby, ain’t nothin’ but mammals, so let’s do it like they do on the Discovery Channel….” Because they’re the exact same song. Try it….
There’s a tapas restaurant down the street that Melissa and I frequent, partially for the tapas and mostly for the sangria. I love tapas. I just hate the inevitable raised eyebrows you get when you tell someone you’re going to a “tapas bar” for dinner.
I’m working on a couple of pieces for WordPress.com right now. They’re too long, so I need to cut them down a bit. If you’re a writer, then you’ll understand exactly how this kid must feel….
If your goal is to learn patience, do you fail if you learn quickly?
You know how you’re not supposed to eat undercooked pork? And you know how prosciutto is basically raw pig? Ever wonder how many centuries of explosive diarrhea it must have taken to perfect that recipe?