Showing posts with label Creepy stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Creepy stuff. Show all posts

Sunday, March 7, 2010

She's written a letter to Daddy.



The reason why I don't watch American Idol is because I think that anyone who has the guts to sing in front of an audience deserves my support. But there's always an exception to every rule, and this super creepy song from "Whatever Happened to Baby Jane?" is it. It made me think about my own issues with mental illness. I really have very little patience for mental illness, and maybe I should work on that.

Or maybe not.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Worst. Cake. Ever.


Would you feel comfortable sending this cake to a new mother? I wouldn't. It looks like the baby's dead... check the one half-open eye. At what point in cake decorating school does one say "Hey, I think I'll learn to make the creepiest, most inappropriate cakes in all Christendom?"
Eew.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

He's more machine now than man, twisted and evil.

This is the BigDog, a robot from Boston Dynamics. It's the most advanced quadriped robot on earth, running 4 miles per hour and carrying a 340 pound load. It reminds me a lot of the scout walkers from Return of the Jedi.

Super creepy.