The Week: May 25, 2012

I seem to have left my brain somewhere. Not only was I unaware of the month and date, but I also started typing “2005” into the title of this post.

Yeah. Yeah. I know. I should probably go have a cupcake and retrace my steps. I mean, really, there’s only so many places that a brain could be, right? While I go do that, you enjoy these links, courtesy of people who are far more with it than I am:

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My friend Mimi took her daughter to Tokyo Disney Sea (yes, this is a real Disney park, and no, I’d never heard of it), where they learned of the existence of a character called Shellie May. It doesn’t make a lot more sense if you read it, but Mimi’s take on the whole thing is pretty darn delightful.

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Words cannot express how amazing this is: Jeff Goldblum gets interviewed INSIDE OF A CLOSET  (sent to me by the lovely @gret_herself, to whom I am forever indebted.)

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This made me giggle so much. For all my friends out there who are parents (and to those who aren’t), Jezebel has a great take on why you’re so not almost ready for a baby, even if you think you are. 

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Whatever your political affiliations, the story behind why a little boy was patting the president’s head is downright touching.

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I’m not a fan of actual violence. But theoretical, fictional violence at the inanimate things that annoy us? I’m SO DOWN WITH THAT. Which is why I find the “Things I Want to Punch In the Face” blog so darn enjoyable.

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Inspired by Memorial Day, my friend Angela decided to use her blog to memorialize her own loved ones. You can participate in the project, too. It’s easy, and it’s a great way to honor the people who helped make you you.

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I can’t for the life of me remember if I’ve linked to the Photoshop Troll blog before. Either way, you should visit, because it’s HILARIOUS.

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Ewww. Pretty sure this sandwich is going to kill someone.

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This is so creepy, but I can’t look away. Io9 has a collection of portraits of ventriloquists and their dummies that will HAUNT YOUR DREAMS.

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Rand and I have always wondered about this, and Slate delivers: How those cranes get on the top of buildings in the first place.

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OMG I FOUND IT, you guys! I found my brain in the fridge! AWESOME. Oh, wait. It’s just a hunk of cauliflower. Damn it. The search continues …