Saturday, February 26, 2011


One this page which bears the legend "Mind blown," there is a comment that is even more mind-blowing to me than the image up top:
While we're at it, the volume of a pizza of radius z and thickness a = pi.z.z.a
Astounding, really.

Original link via Graham Linehan.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

We Had All the Good Signs

Satire from bystanders may cut both ways, but satire and humor from participants can be simultaneously funny and apt.

From Wisconsin:

Photo by Dave Weigel

Oddly enough, the sentiment in the placard may be in response to some "pox on both houses" satire by Jon Stewart in recent days.

There is quite a lot of funny stuff from Wisconsin, intentionally and otherwise.

I noticed that the uprising in Egypt was full of comic protest, too. Anna Louie Sussman writes about humor in the Egyptian revolution for the Atlantic, including this little jibe travelling in email:

Dear Egyptian demonstrators,

Please do not damage the pyramids. We will not rebuild.

-The Jews


The title of this post is a variant of a line from Tom Lehrer's song "The Folk Song Army.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Just a Second -- Tickle in my Throat

As previously investigated here, bygone times are full of hilarity -- if one didn't have to live through them. For instance, we've previously spotlighted Habitina, a concoction sold to help drug fiends kick the habit by ingesting a blend of morphine, heroin, and alcohol. I fear it didn't work as advertised.

There is little doubt, however, that The Allenbury's Throat Pastilles (tin pictured above), did indeed provide relief for sore or scratchy throats. The blend of diamorphine (another name for heroin) and cocaine would certainly combat throat discomfort.

I found it via the enjoyable twitter feed @VictorianLondon, curated by Lee Jackson. In recent days he's been on a tear with countless riddles and jokes from Victorian sources, such as:
"Why should a teetotaller not have a wife? Because he cannot sup-porter." joke, 1900
Which reminds me of one of my favorite jokes, as written by Samuel Beckett in one of his novels:

Why did the barmaid champagne?
Because the stout porter bitter.
Lee Jackson has been kind enough to set up the Random Victorian Joke Page. It's worth a page refresh or two.
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