Archive for April, 2009

Lie of the Day #905

Thursday, April 30th, 2009

Everybody’s favorite color is pink.

Lie of the Day #904

Wednesday, April 29th, 2009

Because they eat brains, zombies are violently allergic to headache medication, which causes them to explode. So, if you take an asprin before being devoured by zombies, you may very well destroy a good handful of them before they can attack anyone else.

Lie of the Day #903

Tuesday, April 28th, 2009

Contrary to popular belief, Hermes was not the messenger of the gods. Rather, Hermes was the god of “no pants”, heralding the arrival of people with no pants, by running through the streets without any pants on.

Lie of the Day #902

Monday, April 27th, 2009

No one ever twists their ankle while running. People who suggest otherwise are simply lying.

Lie of the Day #901

Sunday, April 26th, 2009

In the original version of the fable, the tortoise beat the hare by setting a snare along the trail ahead of time. Then he bludgeoned the hare with a spiked bat before continuing his slow and steady pace.

Lie of the Day #900

Saturday, April 25th, 2009

Shrapnel was invented after a freak accident in which a stick of dynamite was accidentally rolled underneath a porcupine.

2009 Travel Plans

Friday, April 24th, 2009

So travel season is coming up! Wahoo! Unfortunately I was unable to make it to NAB this year and I’m not going to be able to go to LGM, either. It’s kind of a bummer. That said, I’m already planning on a whole bunch of other adventures. If you’re around for any of these, come [...]

Lie of the Day #899

Friday, April 24th, 2009

Tissue paper is the toughest, most resilient material known to man.

Lie of the Day #898

Thursday, April 23rd, 2009

Archimedes never said “With a lever long enough, I could move the world.” This is a mistranslation. He actually said “With a cleaver large enough, I could slice the world into discs perfectly sized for a planet burger.”

Lie of the Day #897

Wednesday, April 22nd, 2009

Green ink is an unholy concotion consisting of bread mold, unripened tomatoes, and the soul of an orphan.