Fuck Off Friday: Know Your Meme

I’m a man who likes a good meme.



I really shouldn’t. I’m a comedian. I spend most of my free time trying to create original stuff and put it out on stages or the internets for a few people to chuckle with and memes are the complete antithesis of originality. It’s community aggregated humor. Most people don’t even know who originally came up with almost all of the image memes on the web but people will throw some text under a picture of Fry from Futurama and all of the sudden they’ve made a joke –



Of course we all know where the Futurama memes come from.  Math teachers.

Of course we all know where the Futurama memes come from. Math teachers.





Some of these reach a dizzying height of unoriginality. The “Overly Attached Girlfriend” meme is just a picture of the Overly Attached Girlfriend character with text of something she might say. So people are basically just writing jokes in the style of something a comedian already does and then puts it on a picture of them. It’s the internet equivalent of a shitty Rodney Dangerfield impersonator that I usually end up opening for in bar gigs in North Dakota –



See what I did there/?

See what I did there?





While the sheer hackiness of a lot of memes pisses me off, there are some that I do find pretty funny and –



In the future we will only communicate via image meme.

In the future we will only communicate via image meme.





that’s why I love knowyourmeme.com. Created by the people who started the “I can haz cheezburger” site that arguably took memes out of 4chan obscurity and into the cubicles of office drones screwing off all over the world, knowyourmeme is like the wikipedia of memes. You can find out about where image memes came from (usually 4chan or reddit) and how they spread. You can find out about overly manly man, good guy greg and they even have videos on some of the more popular ones.







Ehrmagerd! Merms!

Michele Bachmann, Make my Birthday Wish Come True

Dear Michele Bachmann:

Yesterday I heard that you wouldn’t be running for re-election in 2014. Some people are disheartened by this news. Others are not. You always have been a polarizing figure in politics and the reaction to your news yesterday just further proved that.



Now, I’m not here to gloat, make fun of you or speculate as to why you’re leaving today. I just wanted to bring up an interesting point I heard on NPR yesterday and make a suggestion.



NPR was reporting the details of your announcement and bringing in various pundits from both sides of the fence to discuss what it meant now that you’re leaving and to speculate what you’d do next. At one point it was brought up that you still have campaign funds of approximately $1.9 million. Now, legally you can’t just write a check for yourself since you’re dropping out of the race but those funds do exist and there are certain things that you can do with them. You could use them for legal defense fees in the ethics investigation currently underway, you could use them for another political campaign for yourself or perhaps to support some other republican’s campaign or you could donate it to charity.



Here’s a suggestion. Donate it all to charity.



Sure you could spend the money on lawyers or to prop up another republican campaign but think about just donating it all to charity. What better legacy could you leave? What better swan song than to take your war chest and use it to help an organization that’s out there only trying to do the most good? I’d suggest a completely apolitical organization. Something that has no left or right leanings like feed my starving children. It’s a christian organization but their only goal is to bring food to hungry kids around the world regarless of faith.



The best part of this? No liberal can give you shit for this. I certainly wouldn’t and I’ve taken jabs at you at every available opportunity in the last two years. Liberals would almost be forced to admit that it was incredibly generous of you to donate your campaign funds to charity when you could have easily used the money elsewhere.



Today’s my birthday, Congresswoman Bachmann. All I want is for you to donate your campaign funds to charity.



That and some donuts but you don’t need to help me there.

Michele Bachmann is the Reason I Drink

It’s 8am and I’m already drunk.

I woke up early this morning. Before my alarm. For anyone who knows me, this is kind of a big deal. But I had this feeling that something big was going to happen today. Like, the spidey sense of comedy was tingling. I could sense the danger.

So I did what any good comedian does when they want to get the latest from what’s tickling society, and hopped on Facebook.

Here is what I saw:

This isn't even a tenth of them...

This isn’t even a tenth of them…

(Two of the stories in this picture are other liberal propaganda against Republicans. One of them was intentional, and one was not. The one that wasn’t was the Obamacare story. But Hell if I’m going to fix it now.)

I saw all this, and I started drinking. Not just because I’m an alcoholic, but because this is truly a sad, sad day for us.

YoungNotions is going to have to close up shop.

There is no way we’re going to be able to bring you the same quality articles we brought you in the past. I just did a search, and in just over 2 years of the comedy website’s posts, 3 pages of the results were about Michele Bachmann.

We brought you Michele Bachmann fellating a corndog.
We’ve shared in her crazy lies and crazy eyes.
We’ve discussed the restraining order on her from God.
We’ve reveled in her financial woes.
We’ve outed her jealousy of other women in politics.

And we’ve talked about Bill’s absolute and complete obsession with her repeatedly. And by we, I mean Bill.

But all of that is going away. Because Michele Bachmann is not going to run for re-election.

 

I actually have this pic in a YoungNotions folder on my desk for frequently used images.

I actually have this pic in a YoungNotions folder on my desk for frequently used images.

When I heard the news, I reached for the nearest bottle of alcohol (rubbing) and just downed the entire thing. I’m super angry. Angry that she’s making comedy harder on me. Angry that she’s removing the bread and butter of our comedy site. Angry that I’m going to have to start doing actual research on things going on instead of making cheap shots about how her husband is probably gay.

Actually, I think that joke is pretty lame. One, because I hate it when people tell me I’m a different orientation than I am, and Two, because it’s super lazy. Like, way lazier than either Bill or I. And that’s pretty lazy.

Mostly, I was angry that she didn’t wait until tomorrow to do so. Because tomorrow is both Bill’s turn to write the blog AND his birthday. It would have been the best birthday ever. Like a life sized hot chick made of chocolate with a boozy inside (I didn’t get him one of those, either). Instead, she’s like that awkward friend who ruins the surprise party by talking about how they’ll see the person being surprised the next day at the surprise party they don’t know about.

Way to ruin my husband’s birthday, Michele. Way to ruin YoungNotions. AND WAY TO RUIN AMERICA!!!

And my liver.

I Want to Runaway, Getaway With You

Listen. This last weekend was pure magic. I’ve been looking forward to seeing you again for so long and now that you finally showed up you didn’t disappoint. We only spent seven hours together but it was an amazing seven hours.



I know this may seem like I’m moving a little too fast and this was the first time I’ve seen you in years but I really felt a deep connection and I want to take this to the next level.



I want to go back and re-watch your first three seasons, Arrested Development.



Watching your new season on Netflix these last couple days was so good. It brought back memories of our past together while opening up promises for a movie in the future. You were just as hilarious and witty as I remember you but now that your whole season was released at once I have to wait until a movie is released and the thought of so much time without you again is too much to bear.



Frankly, I’m not sure why I haven’t rewatched your first three seasons to begin with. Maybe it was because I didn’t want to get my hopes up when I heard rumors of more episodes being made. Maybe it was the fact that I tried to get Jena into you but she just didn’t see the appeal. Whatever the reason, I haven’t seen you in a long, long time and that needs to change.



Granted, between work, stand up comedy and making a Fringe Festival show I’m not going to have a lot of free time but I don’t need to watch you all in a week. IMDB has no release date for your movie so we can take this nice and slow.



I’m so glad you’re back.

Fuck Off Friday: Masocore Marathon

A masocore video game is one that is difficult. No, difficult is too kind of a word. It’s one with near impossible tasks, with a world of possible mistakes and little redemption. It’s a game that seems unwinnable. They tend to lead to rage quits…. tantrums of excessive frustration thrown by a gamer when they fail at a task.

And you can watch a room full of people play these games and throw these tantrums… FOR CHARITY.

Made by Zalar Creative Design... And he'll be there, too.

Made by Zalar Creative Design… And he’ll be there, too.

I’m involved with a group called High Charity. This group throws a couple of marathons a year to raise funds for Child’s Play Charity. Child’s Play provides game consoles and other toys to children’s hospitals.

Picture this: A little girl is diagnosed with leukemia. She’s in the hospital, going through an awful ordeal. but the room has an XBOX 360. Video games. This is a thing she knows. This is a way to pass the time she needs for her body to fight cancer. It’s a distraction. It keeps her from focusing on all the needles and doctors. It brings a bit of normalcy to a horrid experience.

Child’s Play provides that console, with money raised by various gamer groups running marathons and collecting donations.

How does our Masocore Marathon work? Simple- the more you donate, the longer we have to play frustrating games for your amusement.

The games we’re playing are:
I Wanna Be the Guy
La Mulana
Bit Trip Runner 2
N+ Co-Op
Super Meat Boy: Dark World

We play these games, and they’re live-streamed to our website HighCharity.org, where you can watch the marathon and chat with the gamers.

Now, as we play through these games, you can donate money. When you donate, you can pick your favorite games, and at certain intervals, we will play the game that garners the most donations.

You can also donate money to buy us a drink if you’re feeling sympathetic. Or think we’d be funnier drunk (you would be right).

We will also have various auctions, raffles, and rewards.

And if that isn’t enough, there will be special guests throughout the weekend. Apropos of Nothing will be there. Mr. Skullhead of Kingdom of Loathing will be there. the Glovers from Vilification Tennis, Fearless Comedy, and Geeks Without God will be there. The Choosatron (and its creator) will be there. Local talent from around the twin cities will be there. Ridiculous Puppets will be there.

Can a puppet play video games? Maybe we’ll find out.

So, starting at Noon today, we play videogames. Pop on over and watch me play games and throw a tantrum.

For the children.

Pope Francis Says Atheists OK… What?

Pope Francis isn’t your great, great, great, great, great, great, great grandfather’s pope. He’s a big advocate for the poor, which must be hard for him now that his house is an entire city made of nothing but gold, priceless artwork and priceless artwork made out of gold –



not pictured: a shit ton more gold

not pictured: a shit ton more gold





He’s also a big fan of interfaith dialogue. Just yesterday he said that all who do good are redeemed, not just Catholics. Even atheists are cool in his book! Check out this chunk of a huffpo article I copy-pasted!



““They complain,” the Pope said in his homily, because they say, “If he is not one of us, he cannot do good. If he is not of our party, he cannot do good.” And Jesus corrects them: “Do not hinder him, he says, let him do good.” The disciples, Pope Francis explains, “were a little intolerant,” closed off by the idea of ​​possessing the truth, convinced that “those who do not have the truth, cannot do good.” “This was wrong . . . Jesus broadens the horizon.” Pope Francis said, “The root of this possibility of doing good – that we all have – is in creation.” Pope Francis went further in his sermon to say:

“The Lord created us in His image and likeness, and we are the image of the Lord, and He does good and all of us have this commandment at heart: do good and do not do evil. All of us. ‘But, Father, this is not Catholic! He cannot do good.’ Yes, he can… “The Lord has redeemed all of us, all of us, with the Blood of Christ: all of us, not just Catholics. Everyone! ‘Father, the atheists?’ Even the atheists. Everyone!”.. We must meet one another doing good. ‘But I don’t believe, Father, I am an atheist!’ But do good: we will meet one another there.”



This has seriously got atheists confused. just one glance at reddit’s r/atheism feed and you feel like a bomb went off. Everybody’s just dazed



stolen from reddit.  Wait.  Can you steal a meme?

stolen from reddit. Wait. Can you steal a meme?





While some people are applauding the Pope for his progressive-by-Catholic-standards stance, I’m a little wary that this could just be some sinister plot from the Pope to wipe out all the atheists.



…Hear me out.



Atheists have to disagree with religion, that’s how atheism works but what if religion said atheists were good people? Atheists think that atheists are good people but they can’t agree with religion, right? The computer processors that they have where their souls should be can’t handle the logical paradox and before you know it –



The secularist threat has been eliminated!  Praise Jesus!

The secularist threat has been eliminated! Praise Jesus!





If this isn’t just some clever atheist genocide plot, I say good for Pope Francis for trying to steer the Catholic Church in the right direction. I mean, it’d be even better if he could get priests to stop molesting children and spending millions upon millions of dollars to lobby the persecution of homosexuals but this atheism thing is a good start.

Michele Bachmann: Teflon Bitch

I’m not obsessed with Michele Bachmann.



Seriously. I know I’ve written about her at least a dozen times here but it’s not my fault. She’s just such a magnet for attention.



Even now, when she should be at her quietest. This woman should really shy away from the spotlight right now but she’s putting out campaign ads. Election’s in 2014 but she’s putting campaign ads on youtube.



I can’t find the one I originally saw which was just a video of her bragging about how she voted to repeal Obamacare but here’s one on the Team Bachmann channel shit talking Jim Graves –




Waitaminute. Didn’t Bachmann nearly go bankrupt from her failed presidential bid? Isn’t this bitch currently under an ethics investigation? Should she really be bragging about voting to repeal Obamacare? The House has drafted a bill to repeal Obamacare 37 times, knowing it would never make it through the Senate. Sounds incredibly fucking unproductive to me.



Pundits are saying that the early running of these ads shows that she’s scared of losing to Graves. She barely won the last election and the ethics investigation isn’t doing her any favors but I think it’s something different completely.



She’s bragging.



Bachmann knows that she’s got her district on lockdown and these ads are just to let us know that she ain’t going anywhere anytime soon. Her husband could be caught Larry Craiging it up in an airport bathroom but she’d probably just make him pray the gay away and win just like she always does.



Ugh. I think I’m gonna volunteer for the Graves campaign or something.

Tour de Minneapolis

I wouldn’t call myself an enthusiast. An enthusiast is a person who goes all out, who gets every gadget, who fully immerses themselves into it. They participate every opportunity they get. Sometimes, they get specialized ones. Ones that look like this:

That's not what I meant when I said I wanted a pony.

That’s not what I meant when I said I wanted a pony.

Or one of these:

From the same page as the pony. REally- there are many more. Click the pic and check them out. We'll wait.

From the same page as the pony. Really- there are many more. Click the pic and check them out. We’ll wait.

Or even one of these:

For the bicyclist on the GO! Get it? Huh?

For the bicyclist on the GO! Get it? Huh?

Bicycle enthusiasts are those people that build a killer pedal float and continue to use it.

An enthusiast is a person who joins a bicycle “marching” band. Though, it really is pretty sweet to watch.

I am not an enthusiast. But I have recently gained a love of biking.

I am incredibly lucky to live in Minneapolis where they make bike riding so easy. We consistently rank in the top few US cities for biking (usually #1 or #2, depending on how pissy Portland is being that year). In fact, AAA is going to start offering roadside assistance for bikes in Hennepin county. And we have a very easy and affordable bike sharing system, which I use as my main means of bike transport.

A friend of mine and I went out for a bike ride.

The joke “hey- Nice Ride” never gets old…

I’m a huge advocate for the Nice Ride system (see the sexy blue and green bike pictured above). Living in Uptown, I’m a block away from a station. I bike two blocks to a bike boulevard, and from there, I can get onto the greenway, a bike “freeway” for bikes. It’s like a whole different world down there, with cute gardens and bike friendly restaurants. The path is lighted, there are emergency call boxes, and even a volunteer Trail Watch group that patrols the greenway.

From the greenway, I can go a great distance safely. I try to put in 7 miles a day. Sometimes this is to or from rehearsal, which has a Nice Ride station next door. Sometimes, this is to local businesses. Sometimes this is biking around a couple of lakes I happen to live near.

Now, there aren’t Nice Ride stations everywhere I want to go. I think my only complaint is that there aren’t more of them scattered throughout Minneapolis. But that’s a trade off I’m willing to make for my favorite reason to use Nice Ride- I don’t have to worry about the bike itself. Just pick out a bike at the station, check it out with my fob, and go. No taking it in to get fixed or even filling the tires. And absolutely zero worries about someone stealing it.

Which is what happened to Danny Lesh in Washington. Someone stole his bike. Cut the chain and took it. And then, Danny found the bike listed on Ebay. He called police, but they had more pressing engagements at the moment. So Danny did the only logical thing.

He stole his bike back.

He contacted the thief as an interested buyer. Showed up, looked it over, and asked if he could take it out for a test ride. And then just pedaled off with it. After 4 blocks, a sympathetic cabbie gave him a lift. By the time the thief called Danny to ask what was up, Danny was on the other side of town.

My favorite part is that the thief threatened to call the police on him. Okay buddy. You go ahead and do that.

Scared of Cops

I am a law abiding citizen. I don’t steal, murder, rape, racketeer, swindle, assault, harass, drive drunk or even over the speed limit for that matter. I did spend a night in jail once but that was only because I forgot about a $75 moving violation. My bail was set at $50 and it was refunded to me at court and my ticket fee was waived for “time served” (5 hours).



I’d like to say that I try to follow all the laws of the land because I’m a good citizen and am doing my part to help society run as smoothly as possible. Really, I’m just scared of cops.



I’ve written before about my irrational fear of uniformed police. I immediately start tensing up whenever a uniformed cop is around even though I’m not doing anything arrest-worthy (looking up police brutality videos on youtube probably doesn’t help alleviate my fear). I’ve always wondered where this fear has originated from and yesterday I think I may have come across a reason.



I was at my mom’s yesterday for a belated mother’s day get-together with my sister and she mentioned in conversation how she’s pathologically scared of police. I never knew we shared this and asked her about it. She explained that it’s been with her ever since she was a kid and probably started with the incident at the construction site.



The construction site incident! How could I forget?



When I was a kid there was a big open field and large woods right to the south of my house. When I was 11 they took the open field and some of the woods and built a bunch of four bedroom split level houses that all looked completely identical and named the neighborhood after the trees that used to stand there. While it sucked that they were getting rid of my giant open playground there were plenty of construction sites to play on while the houses were being built.



The best sites were the ones where the foundations were laid but nothing else had been built. Big cement foundations, holes and dirt piles to climb around on. My friends and I knew we weren’t supposed to be playing around there but figured as long as we weren’t breaking or stealing anything we wouldn’t get into too much trouble. We based this assumption on no information or experience.



One day my sister, a couple of friends and I were climbing around a cement block foundation and a cop car drives up to the cul-de-sac, flashes his lights and blares his siren. His siren. I thought that was something they only busted out for high speed chases and bank robberies. I can’t remember if somebody yelled “run!” or if we just ran but everybody but my friend Jake ran into the woods.



It was the perfect plan! We grew up playing in these woods. We knew every trail, fallen tree and small creek there was in there. We knew the woods like the back of our hands. These were our woods. We’d just get off the path, move in a serpentine pattern to lose the cop, pop out on the other side on Greystone Ave. and calmly walk home like nothing happened. He probably didn’t know the woods ended on Greystone Ave. Hell, he’d probably get lost in the woods because he didn’t know them like we did and would have to call for backup to get out of the woodsy labyrinth that only us clever kids knew how to navigate.



What actually happened is that we ran around the acre and a half of woods like idiots for ten minutes and emerged onto Greystone where a very irritated cop was waiting for us.



Our approximate path into the long arm of the law.

Our approximate path into the long arm of the law.





We got into the cop car and he drove us back home where he very sternly lectured us from running from the police and trying to give them fake names (my sister tried using an alias) and our dad grounded us for a very long time. It was scary as hell and I think it might have been the start of my fear of police.



Now that I know where it’s stemmed from the healing can begin. Hopefully, one day, I can commit a bunch of crimes without any irrational fear the police are going to get me.

Fuck Off Friday: How To Food

This is what the internet was built for. Telling people they’re wrong.

This is the comic that got me started on XKCD.

This is the comic that got me started on XKCD.

Usually, people do so because they want to be *right* damnit! But they disguise it as being helpful, or educating, or whatever. Because doing so for your ego would be wrong, and then *you’d* be the one wrong on the internet.

Recently, websites have been telling me I’ve been doing food stuffs all wrong.

The first one of these I saw was an article posted on Facebook titled “So Apparently, We’ve Been Cooking Corn Wrong Our Entire Lives.” When I first saw that, my response was “YOU DON’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO, INTERNET!!! I’LL COOK MY CORN HOW I LIKE!!! HOW DARE YOU?!?!?”

You're not my real mom!!!

You’re not my real mom!!!

Then I clicked the link. The internet was right. I owe it an apology, but I’m going to sit on it for a bit. I’ll let it haunt me for a while, til I build up a huge guilt complex over it, and then I’ll awkwardly bring it up at a party, and the internet will be like “oh that? Naw, we cool.”

A couple days later, Bill told me he just read an article about how you’re supposed to eat an apple top to bottom, and then there’s no core. I responded “YOU DON’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO, HUSBAND!!! I’LL EAT MY APPLE HOW I LIKE!!! YOU CAN’T CHANGE PHYSICS BY EATING AN APPLE DIFFERENTLY!! YOU DON’T SCIENCE!!!”

I haven’t tried it yet, but I bet I’ll owe him an apology, too. I mean, he’s not getting one. He’ll forget in like 5 minutes anyway.

On that article I noted several links, so I’ll put them here for you:
So Apparently, We’ve Been Using Ketchup Cups All Wrong
So Apparently, We’ve Been Using Tic Tac Containers All Wrong
So Apparently, We’ve Been Using Chinese Takeout Boxes All Wrong
So Apparently, We’ve Been Using Soda Cans All Wrong
So Apparently, We’ve Been Eating Strawberries All Wrong
So Apparently, We’ve Been Eating Cupcakes All Wrong

Yes, these are all from the same awesome website FoodBeast.com, where you can learn about business card cheese graters and typography cakes. It’s a fantastic site where you can kill a lot of time studying a coffee chart. But they aren’t the only food site on the internet, and they’re not the only ones to tell me what to do.

Here’s a video on how to speed peel a potato:

Chill soda in two minutes:

And holy shit do I have to try this one- speed peel an egg:

These and many more are brought to you by Sprint. Cause you want to be fast when you Sprint. Get it? That’s adorable marketing right there.

Another YouTube series telling me how I’m doing things wrong is a CHOW series titled “You’re Doing It All Wrong” Think you know how to open sparkling wine? Think again.

Anyway, that should be enough for a while. I have to go fold laundry, which I’ve probably been doing wrong this whole time.

Yup.