Prostate of Grace

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Devoted father and husband, closet VW Beetle-phile, smartass, tender lover. I hate routine, steel guitar, peanuts, and the easily offended.

Creative Juicer: Bread Helmet Guy

Welcome to the first installment of the feature Creative Juicer. The intent is to give the self aggrandized an opportunity to create wonderful and hilarious things from a given exploitable. Enjoy.

Ever been so pissed off you wrapped bread around your head and went to battle with The Man? No? Really? But you still find this guy inspiring, right? Then show it. Let us gather together to memorialize Bread Helmet Guy, the man from Yemen that inspired a nation and caused untold millions to spray coffee on their monitors.

Your mission, should you accept it, is to fill this thread with related captions, one-liners, photo-shops, roflbottage and other worthy expressions of wit. Bring down the house, people. Do not let the Gluten Warrior to pass into the night without a glorious tribute.

Need inspiration? Check out the gallery at Know Your Meme. This guy is blowing up. Here is a sampler, and a raw exploitable to get you started:

[Know Your Meme]

Your Favorite Nick Cage Movie Was Probably a Long Time Ago

I liked Cage in Raising Arizona. That’s about it. But The Wicker Man is a new low. Unless overacting is a good thing. But it isn’t.

Here are the best scenes – watch for yourself. See if you can hold in your snark. I bet you can’t.

A great thing about the internet, however, is that nothing abysmal goes unpunished. Look! Extracted entertainment value!

And of course, a remix.

Nick, Nick. If you’ve let yourself go, how is it you are still here?

Suddenly I Understand What Makes Slowmo So Gratuitiously Awesome

Meet Tom Guilmette. He’s a skilled and passionate videographer. And he just made my day.

Locking himself in Vegas hotel room for an all-nighter with a Phantom Flex high speed digital cinema camera capable of 2,564 FPS, he transformed the ordinary and mundane into a spectacle of whimsy and awesomeness. See for yourself.

We’ve all seen slowmo before, but there is something about this simple act of taking everyday items (loose change, a glass of water, a dropped cell phone, a bed, a showerhead) in an unassuming space (hotel rooms blow) that triggers a thought: We are all surrounded by little bits of amazing. It’s how we look at it that either delights or bores us.

[Tom Guilmette on Vimeo via Engadget]

Weezer + State Farm Insurance = Steaming Pile of WTF

First of all, to any Weezer fans – I’m sorry. This sucks to hear. It sucks because Weezer has clearly sold out. It also sucks because this is the best they have sounded for years.

I am so torn. What is seen cannot be unseen. What is heard cannot be unheard. I wish I never experienced this, so I can listen to The Blue Album without thinking about it. Dammit.

So this is what they now are – no longer artists who protect their artistic identity, suffering for their craft – but corporate cock-sucking shills.

I am disappoint.

Would a scrotum by any other name smell as sweet?

What’s in a name? A lot, if you are a resident of Fort Wayne, Indiana, and have a stake in the naming of a government building. Apparently, the people have spoken – and they want the building to be named after esteemed former Mayor Harry Baals.

Not everyone is so enthused. Enter curmudgeons:

I’m guessing Richard Fuchs shouldn’t run for office in Indiana.

[Boingboing]