Summer is nearly upon us, and thoughts now turn to...

What the hell is Fla-Vor-Ice? Personally, I find it worthy of note that they can't even call it "Fruit Flavored Ice" (you know they had to have tried). Furthermore, they probably aren't even allowed to spell "Flavor" as one word on the label because that's being too optimistic.

You know what Fla-Vor-Ice is? Transportable. That's all I got for this one.

Today's featured awesomeness is kickass poli/news satirist-- Lee Camp! He creates blogs, comics, and stand-up comedy. And he... well, I'll let you see for yourself...

Peeps - snack AND a tour de force of delicious, delightful, sugar art delirium...

Okay -- straight from the hip -- I like marshmallow Peeps a little bit. They are such junk food, but some combination of the weird sugar-crystal-marshmallow-chewy-gooey texture and flavor almost DARES you to like them because they are so non-nutritive. And food coloring is gross, but somehow acceptable for Easter. So as you can see, I haven't resolved why I like them -- maybe it's the exquisitely disgusting "How-Many-Peeps Can-You-Fit-In-Your-Mouth Game"? Good times...

Well, in a tribute to all things Peeps, there are now diorama art contests featuring the sugary creatures: Peeps Show II

<-- Warning: this image may haunt you as a fever nightmare...

I wish turning a profit weren't such a factor in the arts. When someone is the the driving force behind a movie/song/book that makes some money -- they have opportunities to be everywhere. And many artists take advantage of the opportunity -- ah, tortuous ubiquity!

When artists take on projects doing anything to be seen/heard/read, it becomes obvious that they are indiscriminate; and then their projects make you want to hurl said artist directly into the sun because it is inevitable that their choices will become insufferably BAD.

Currently, is it possible to become a famous without selling out at the expense of one's integrity (i.e. -- JD Salinger, Harper Lee)?

Gloucester Cheese Rolling!



From a perpetrator's YouTube blurb:

"Every year daring competitors throw themselves down an almost vertical hill in Gloucester, UK, chasing an 8lb Double Gloucester Cheese. It can never really be caught as it reaches breakneck speeds but the first person to cross the line at the bottom of the hill wins the cheese. Thousands of spectators turn out for the event each year and, unsurprisingly, there are usually a good few injuries. Thankfully St John's Ambulances are on hand to whisk the casualties away to the local hospital."

Should these roguish nutters get their cheese permits revoked? And by revoked, I mean re-affirmed :-) Bonkers -- yet awesome! :-D

Happy Spring Break! And by the way...



100% marshmallow Lucky Charms without those frosted cardboard-y oat nuggets is:

a. Genius -- I love you, sugar coma...

b. Terrifying -- those things aren't marshmallows, man.

c. Leprechaun demon feed

d. Other -- _______________________

You know when a bunch of people in one location all do the same unusual thing, and someone says, "It must be in the water"?

Well, it's in the frickin' water (article).

So people are drinking, cooking, rinsing fruit, etc. with water containing trace amounts of various medications -- what effects do the cumulative trace amounts of mixtures of drugs have? That’s really disconcerting to think about.

Then again -- how constructive is this information when, as of now, people can’t do anything about it? Is this meant to be alarmist? Are the toxins people are exposed to in the everyday environment more of a concern?

I don't like sensationalism. In regard to drinking water -- first, it was about the purity of drinking bottled water over tap, then it was that tap regulations are more strict than bottlers', now it's about drinking cocktails of drugs regardless of where one's water is from.

Are we being well-informed or manipulated?

Hey rockers, check the They Might Be Giants live vid in the sidebar!

And the vid below -- an AIR VORTEX CANNON!
This is the coolest cool thing that ever cooled!

I saw this item in a supermarket -- it appears to contain part peanut butter, part jelly, all in a neatly folded doughy confection of childhood sadness.

Not to get too existential about it -- but how can this discus of a sandwich claim to be "uncrustable"? Wouldn't the edge of that rim-ridgy thing of crushed "bread" count as a crust?

Being that I don't feel that it is ethical to speak of the processed "foodstuffs" used in creating this pocket of dubious edibility without liberal use of quotation marks -- I doubt I'll be scarfing one of these down anytime soon...

RANDOM ART ALERT:
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Snowflakes and Airborne Snowball

YES! I am going to see They Might Be Giants tomorrow! I am so psyched...awesomeness and splendiosity shall ensue...they are amazing!

Taking soggy, squishy, and gray to the next level...

Cheese-freakin'-Burger In A Can, people -- it exists!

I'd imagine looking at it directly will make you stab yourself in the eye -- I highly recommend avoiding cutlery around this product.

Everything a Cheeseburger In A Can touches turns to stupid, undoubtedly. You are supposed to boil this atrocity in its can. Uhm, why would you not just fry or grill the burger? I am trying to figure out who desperately needs to boil canned meat. Campers? They tend to be fire builder types, tho -- and open flame is better for cooking meat than boiling it in a can -- amiright?

The bold and daring pioneers of culinary homicide at The AV Club taste tested this beast -- you can gross-out vicariously here.