For the last procrastination destination of the year, we bring you two rather similar and, again, rather self-explanatory websites: Siblings or Dating and Steak House or Gay Bar.
Siblings or Dating features pictures of people, generally who look alike, and asks you to vote on whether you think they are siblings or a couple. Frustratingly, it does not actually tell you what the answer is, but does tell you how many other people selected the ones that you chose.
Steak House or Gay Bar (see image above) is equally self-explanatory: the website gives you a name and you have to use your deductive reasoning to determine whether it is a steak house or a gay bar. It will tell you where the (steak house | gay bar) happens to be, and also what percentage of people also got the answer right or wrong. The website keeps a running tally so that you know what percentage of your guesses have been correct. It… is surprisingly difficult. I will tell you, however, that Loading Zone is indeed a gay bar.
If you have ever been on the Internet, you’re probably familiar with the phenomenon of cat photos. Whether you frequent Buzzfeed on the daily or had a middle school aged tryst with icanhascheezburger (or your stepmother shaved your cat last summer so it wouldn’t shed on everything you own), you know that funny cat photos are everywhere.
You might not be as familiar with the world of non-lolcat photography, or what some people call Professional Cat Photography. Emily Moody ’15 showed me this article while we were studying in an empty classroom in Fisk, so you know it’s a bona fide procrastination destination. At first I thought it was some comedic genius on par with one of the funniest movies of all time, Best In Show. I was mistaken. This is the real deal, folks. There is a company called Chanan (less fun than Chana, but perhaps more absurd), comprised of a husband and wife team who professionally photograph cats.
Yaaaaaaawn. Just another boring day in Middletown, Connecticut. Parents pull their cars up to WestCo, packing up mini-fridges and bedding as frosh frantically try to hide their drug paraphernalia. A chalked message is half washed away; only the word “bourgeois” is still legible. Red solo cups litter the sidewalk like insect corpses. But… suddenly… a noise breaks the silence on Andrus Field. bzzz. It grows louder. BZZZ. And that’s when… Brood II arrives.
What is Brood II, you ask? Brood II is the 17-year periodical magicicada clutch that will emerge this spring. Every 17 years, once the soil temperature at eight inches deep hits 64 degrees, the cicadas that have been gestating underground crawl to earth’s surface to reproduce. And then they die. And there are a lot of them. Billions of cicadas!
Nobody is exactly sure when this extremely disgusting and thrilling plague will hit — experts are estimating late May to early June in the Middletown area. With any luck, Brood II will seek fresh air in the days leading up to Reunion & Commencement (May 26th).
We took him to a special meal at Chef Mickey’s restaurant so he could meet all of his favorite Disney Characters.
Today, we bring you a silly tumblr called “Reasons My Son Is Crying.” It’s exactly what it sounds like: a parent posts pictures of hir son crying with description as to why the kid is so upset. Many of them are quite entertaining, and will likely lead the kid to look back on this blog many years from now and curse his parents for their literally portraying him as a whiny baby on the internet.
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It’s that time of the semester again, folks. The WesRave has made its rounds, Spring Fling has passed, and it’s time to buckle down and
study procrastinate. Wesleying’s biannual Procrastination Destination is back! “What’s that?” you ask? Silly prefrosh, have a seat and I’ll tell you how this is going to go down. From now until the end of finals, we generous writers at Wesleying will be posting awesome and addicting links that will keep you clicking ’til undergraduate housing closes for the year. Who needs an A on that sociology paper when you have the Internet? You’re welcome.
For previous Procrastination Destination content (which we won’t repeat), click here. To suggest a procrastinatory link, email us at staff(at)wesleying(dot)org.
To start off this glorious hurricane of un-productivity is a beautifully simple idea stemming from classic children’s game. Remember playing telephone in the sandbox with your friends? Well now it’s online. With pictures. And nerdy jokes.
“That’s not a man… it’s a bird. Out, bird!”
BriTANick is Brian McElhaney and Nick Kocher, two NYU acting grads who write and make hilarious YouTube videos to entertain themselves, according to their YouTube page. The above video features them along with one of the Wesleyan Film Department’s most well-known filmmakers (and satirical Romney supporter), Joss Whedon ’87 (if you haven’t seen Dr. Horrible’s Sing-a-Long Blog, by the way, get on that.)
I was introduced to BriTANick during my freshman year by fellow Wesleying blogger Solomon, who showed me Monologue for Thee (past the jump), one of their first (and also quite famous) videos. The video begins with a monologue by Shakespeare, Nick gets called in when a line is forgotten, and things swiftly get out of hand.
Are you sick of the pleasant hum of jazz and coffee grinders in Espwesso? Does the dull roar of Olin’s main room make you want to peel your skin off? Has the humping of thesis writers in adjacent carrels gotten to you yet? Throw on a pair of headphones (or get ready to annoy your neighbors), because we have a sonic treat for you.
Oye, if you want to skip past the extensive discussion of experimental music borne out of the BBC Radiophonic Workshop and get straight to a hands-on procrastination tool, click here and get your experimental music on, ese.
Founded in 1958 in London, the BBC Radiophonic Workshop was much more than a Raygun Gothic name and a studio. In the late 1950s, the BBC Third Program—which was eventually folded into BBC Radio 3—was ramping up their dramatic output. Seeking atmospheric, ethereal sounds that couldn’t be produced through traditional sound design or instrumental techniques, the BBC Radiophonic Workshop was created in service of exploring then-cutting edge production methods to accompany the BBC’s radio productions. The resulting soundscapes resembled musique concrète and were prescient in the development of the electronic and experimental music that we have come to know and love today.
Click through to see more about the BBC Radiophonic Workshop’s creative output from the ’50s to today.
First, let us marvel at the premise of this website. I can handle the fact that there are places on the internet devoted entirely to children’s jokes. This much was inevitable. What is crazy is that there is an adult somewhere who reads the jokes for a living. I don’t really know how to feel about this.
Second, it should be noted that I take issue with the basic premise of this website. These jokes are not bad. They should not be derided as cute examples of childish attempts at humor. These kids are the real deal. Displaying comic sensibilities far beyond their purportedly tender years, these children are not afraid to lay down some raw material. Click past the jump for a few of my personal favorites …
A couple months ago, esteemed bloggers pyrotechnics and Syed ventured into the trenches of Olin Memorial Library to take on Operation L.O.L. (Liveblog in Olin Library).
Today, there is an even greater mission upon us: liveblogging Olin during finals week (which has the way less catchy acronym ‘L.O.D.F.W.’).
Read after the jump to see the liveblog…and many finals week memes.
This Procrastination Destination post is about Twitter. Have you heard of it?
The Internet woke up this morning to the strange and potentially disturbing news that Paul McCartney will be fronting a reunited Nirvana (or, more accurately, surviving members of Nirvana’s rhythm section) at tonight’s 12.12.12 Sandy relief benefit concert. As the AV Club tells it, “McCartney allegedly told The Sun that he didn’t even know who he was playing with when Grohl invited him to ‘jam with some mates,’ and that he was surprised when ‘somebody whispered to me, “That’s Nirvana. You’re Kurt.”‘” There’s no guarantee that McCartney will be performing songs by the Beatles or Nirvana, especially considering he told The Sun that he “didn’t really know who [the surviving members of Nirvana] were,” but it’ll probably be weird and disorienting anyway, and it sure is fun to imagine combinations of songs by both seminal groups, isn’t it, Internet?
The AV Club comment thread is naturally brewing with erudite snark, ranging from “I guess Kid Rock wasn’t available” to “They should call this new supergroup the Grateful Dead because both Kurt Cobain and John Lennon must be now grateful that they are dead,” but the real winner is the new Twitter hashtag this unholy collaboration has spawned: #nirvanabeatlessongs. It’s pretty self-explanatory, but here are some of my favorites: