Entries from December 2008

Garbage Day Killed The Video Extra

December 31, 2008 · Leave a Comment

I’m gonna go out on a limb here and say that almost 100 % of my readership is from the age of music videos. I myself was born the year MTV hit the airwaves and as such, have grown up having Kurt Loder and Tabitha Soren give me the news. Eric Nies taught me how to grind, Kennedy taught me that mousy girls can be pretty damn cute and Jesse Camp served as a living example of why I shouldn’t huff glue.

But all that was just filler in between the videos. I’ll never forget watching March of the Pigs for the first time. When music videos became seen as a viable medium for artists and directors to work within, some really amazing stuff got made.

And yes, we could delve into the great music videos out there…but fuck that. Garbage Day proudly presents:

Music Videos That Make Little To No Sense (and the extras in them)

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Pick any game you want. I’m good at all of ‘em. I’ve got 97 of ‘em.

December 27, 2008 · 1 Comment

Today we wrap up the best Nintendo cover art from back in the day (A.K.A. what Kevin’s dreams look like).

The Raddest Nintendo Cover Art (part 2)

props to ED for this one

props to ED for this one

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50,000! You scored 50,000 points on Double Dragon?

December 26, 2008 · 4 Comments

Christmas has come and gone and in it’s wake is a pile of swag. Around this time that we all think back to Christmases of days gone by and inevitably remark about how much cooler our toys were than your tickle-me whathaveyou’s and Koosh balls…whatever it is kids are begging for and adults are shooting one another in parking lots over.

In my youth, Nintendo reigned supreme. I’m talking about the original NES console; the grey box that you eventually had to blow in to get working.

let that swish around in your mind for a while

let that swish around in your mind for a while

But with the rare exceptions, a lot of these games kinda sucked. There’s only so much you can do with 8 bits. So why did we get worked into such conniptions every Christmas for shitty games that never delivered?

Simply, it was the packaging.

We all remember the iconic yellow backdrop with Mario (raccoon tail and all) flying at us of Super Mario Brothers 3. It was this type art that drew us in and made us bust our parent’s balls. It was the promise of adventure.

In the spirit of failing to deliver but always trying, Garbage Day is proud to present

The Raddest Nintendo Cover Art (part 1)

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And Now, A Christmas List…Get It?

December 23, 2008 · Leave a Comment

So Christmas is upon us (and as Bubb so tactfully reminded us, some other holidays). Concerning my own breadth of knowledge, though, Christmas movies/books/television specials/albums/so on and so forth are my main area of expertise.

For those readers out there who are celebrating their first Christmas, congratulations! It’s a wonderful, magical time of year. Secondly, how the hell can you read? And why are your guardians (scientists creating the optimum human, I assume) allowing you to read this filth?

I digress. In the spirit of the Holidays I’ll be counting down

The Most Underrated Heroes and Villains in Christmas Movies

you're better off in there, kid

you're better off in there, kid

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Sunday Afternoon Random Thoughts

December 23, 2008 · 1 Comment

Have you ever woken up and felt like fucking death? I mean real fucking death, not you pussies from the suburbs who had 2 margaritas and were in bed by like 11pm.

Sunday morning I woke up feeling like there was a mongoose trying to escape from my stomach, anything resembling light made my eyeballs want to puke, and loud noises made suicide seem like the only answer. It may have been the unhealthy amounts of Jager shots taken, the 3 A.M. Tuna Helper feast made with the wrong ingredients, or the uncharacteristic amount of dancing I did that night.

And as I continue to wrestle with this notion of me getting older, I am proud to say I was still able to be in the bar that day by noon with a Jack n’ Coke in hand for football. In your face society and your views of binge drinking!

I am EXTREMELY EXCITED to announce that the Sunday Afternoon Random Thoughts will now be simultaneously hosted over at Every Day is Garbage Day.

Saturday night Kevin passed the test to be involved.

You see, I don’t want just any dick-hole using the S.A.R.T. name, but Kevin passed with flying colors. Test sections included drinking way too much Jager, hitting on a friends sister while he was right there, dancing like a white person, putting drinks on another persons tab, and drinking a 40 in the bag. He received a 97%. (The judges felt making out with a friends sister in front of him would have made it a perfect score).

artist's interpretation

artist's interpretation

Nazi’s. It is common knowledge that their existence easily advanced the world like 50 years in medicine, technology, weaponry, and probably countless other things some people do not realize. But lets talk about the real issue, if they had not existed, what the fuck would Hollywood and The History Channel be doing right now? How many “Teen Movies” and “How It’s Made Marathons” do you think we could handle. Star Wars would not make any sense, Private Ryan would have not needed saving, and 22 of the 24 hour day on The History Channel would have no programming. Well….I guess we always have the equal rights movement…..but with Obama, I guess that is over now too. We need this Iraq war to kick it up a level!

trying to keep this as adorable as possible- GD

trying to keep this as adorable as possible- GD

What the fuck is Kwanzaa? ….Just kidding, I don’t care.
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A dradle? Yeah, I would be real fucking stoked for that. I mean 8 crazy nights sounds fucking sick, but I will take a Wii in one day over getting 8 pieces of shit like a dradle every night. And whenever thought putting candles in every window of your wood house back then was a fucking idiot.

looks pretty badass from where i'm standing...

looks pretty badass from where i'm standing...

I just went back and read the last three, I apparently am trying to piss a lot of people off this time around. Black-Jewish people fucking hate me right now.

(editors note: yes.)
Car Update: It still smells like absolute death-shit. It almost feels like a bad episode of CSI. Grisum is going to show up and ask me when I ran the kid over, and I am going to have no idea, I swear I did not know he was under there. And then they will have to do something that doesn’t exist in real life to prove I ran him over on purpose.

Like make some crazy graph of how far the smell has leaked into the car paint, at which point the will do a blood sample to determine how long I have been breathing in the burning flesh, and then lift a fingerprint off of air. (For the record, I did not actually run over a kid….I hope.)

It is fucking crazy how Christmas is the only holiday people disappear for 2 weeks. Most people got to work the Friday after Thanksgiving, but Christmas people leave work a week before and stumble back in the 3 or 4th of January. And don’t feed me the “but Mark, it is the birth of our lord” cause he and I know your ass hasn’t been to church for fucking years.

My flight into Chicago was delayed, so Southwest gave me free drinks on the flight, that with the 4 hours I spent in the airport drinking…. bad move Southwest. It actually got pretty funny, because between the airplane noise, my drunkenness, and the inability of the attendant to speak proper English, I could not understand a damn thing. The last hour of the flight was like this. “Burr, do you kneed another mink, last ball, we will be handing soon, so turn off your knapsack”. Unfortunately old man river on my left as of no help, as I think he was narcoleptic, he would be be-boppin one minute and face down on his tray table the next.

leavin on a jet plannnnneeeee...

leavin on a jet plannnnneeeee...

Listen to these bands/people, and maybe I won’t burn your house down:


Metallica

Johnny Cash

Modernsextrash
Norther
Poison the Well
Mitch Hedberg

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Your favorite writer’s favorite writers

December 21, 2008 · 2 Comments

I promised news and by god, news there shall be.

Introducing a new member to the Garbage Day family….Mark Bubb!

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From L to R: Bubb, DeLury. Not pictured: Lameness

Mark hails from Chicago by way of Wisconsin, but is currently busy upping the douchiness factor of Los Angeles. When not rocking emaculately white shoes in the middle of winter or saving up to get the sweet tribal backpiece fixed up, Mark is known to fondle the keyboard and make sweet sweet words come forth.

Bubb’s been musing  and dropping knowledge for a bit now. You can find some of his work on his old blog, Are You Fucking Serious?

Nowadays, he’s hard at work with Sunday Afternoon Random Thoughts. And yes, it’s exactly what it sounds like.

I’m a newbie to the S.A.R.T’s crowd, but I found it hilarious and off-color. Besides, how can I not be a fan of anything whose acronym sounds like a disease that affects the anus?

So I got to talking to Bubb and he was kind enough to let me host S.A.R.T’s on Garbage Day. Whenever Bubb gets around to publishing S.A.R.T. (which one would think would be on Sunday, but really, it’s his call), I will in turn be throwing it up on Garbage Day.

So why don’t I just read S.A.R.T. at S.A.R.T.?

I’ll give you one reason and one reason only: I add funny pictures with funny captions!

not sure what happened here, but it was probably fucking hilarious

not sure what happened here, but it was probably fucking hilarious

The last time I saw Bubb was around 3:30 this morning, jamming his maw with tuna helper shortly before going comatose from the dangerous amount of alcohol consumed earlier. That said, I’m not sure if we’ll be seeing a new S.A.R.T. today. But in the meantime, here’s a contest straight from the man himself!!


THE BIG, BIG SUNDAY AFTERNOON RANDOM THOUGHTS CONTEST (Holiday)

goddamn i love the holidays

goddamn i love the holidays

We will be having a Holiday Shaming Contest!

Everyone is going home to hang out with their high school buddies and family, drinking, parties, etc. The person that posts the best shaming picture here will win a bunch of free clothing, a big CD package, as well as $50.

50 bucks can't launder out shame, but it certainly helps

you get the idea


All Entries must be posted by January 3rd, 2009. If you do not know what shaming is, you probably do not belong in this group. The only rule is that you must incorporate something festive into the shaming (i.e. lights, ornaments, Christmas cookies, a nativity scene, etc).

(We at North Industries do not endorse or encourage binge drinking, BUT do encourage fucking with people after they have engaged in it. Please drink and shame responsibly.)

(insert gasps and uncomfortable laughter here)

(insert gasps and uncomfortable laughter here)

So add Sunday Afternoon Random Thoughts to your Facebook and get to shaming!

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Weekend Ramp Up

December 19, 2008 · 2 Comments

See you guys on Sunday!

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Lo! Unto us a Child is…did you say 60% off? Sweet!

December 18, 2008 · 1 Comment

Rest assured that I’m hard at work writing up some new stuff. Actually, don’t. I’m a gamble, babe. But I do have some really cool things in the works as well as a big announcement for readers this Sunday. Thank you all for reading and a huge thank you the feedback. It’s been really encouraging to hear all the nice things about Garbage Day (in it’s first month, too!).

For now though, a little schlepping of goods. Believe it or not, I have friends in the real world. And they are infinitely more talented and industrious than me. So today I’m gonna take a break from being a second-rate Cracked and showcase Kling Bags.

Remember kids, when you’re pandered to at Garbage Day, you’re pandered to with attitude!

IN YOUR FACE! X-TREEEEEEEEEME! BOO YAH!

IN YOUR FACE! X-TREEEEEEEEEME! BOO YAH!

OKAY THEN. MO…ahem, moving along…

My friend Natasha has a lil company called Kling. Kling makes handbags. Really awesome ones.  And to get into the holiday spirit, she’s offering 60% her entire stock.

(smokin' hot girl and cat sold seperately)

(smokin' hot girl not included. cat sold separately)

So picture this: it’s Christmas day and you’re with your sweetie. The snow is falling gently outside and a roaring fire is keeping you both warm.

Thing is, she’s not quite sure how to break the news to you. I mean, you used to be fun. You two used to go out. Now it’s just constant bickering and fighting. And yes, your drinking has become a problem. It was fine in college, but really, you’re going to hurt yourself or someone else.

But she’s been putting it off. And now she’s stuck in the mire of the holidays. Christmas, New Years and then Valentine’s Day…it’s going to be a long winter of going through the motions before she can break it off and finally jump into the sack with Gary from accounting.

i came home and she was just gone. all her stuff...gone. hey mikey, just leave the bottle with me, okay?

i came home and she was just gone. all her stuff...gone. hey mikey, just leave the bottle with me, okay?


And then she unwraps this:

bam!

bam!

“Why….why, it’s perfect!” she says.

” You like?” you say sheepishly.

“I love it!”

“Yeah, it’s made entirely from environmentally-friendly, PVC-free and vegan materials. Cause I know how much you like the environment and dolphins and stuff.”

The air hangs with a stunned silence, as your lover’s heart grows 10 sizes too big. Suddenly, she realizes what a terrible mistake she would have made to leave you.

As you retire to the kitchen to pour your fourth pre-brunch Christmas scotch, rest assured that in no uncertain terms, Kling Bags gave you a stay of execution. As well as one for the lambs, giraffes, bobcats and dolphins (or whatever people make handbags out of).

do it for these guys.

do it for these guys.

So go on over to Kling, browse around and find your girl the perfect bag. She’ll look hip, feel sexy and be able to fend off attackers with style!

Make sure to order ASAP though. While Tasha’s bags are sturdy and dependable, your local postman is most certainly not.

"i'm gonna kill everyone. here's your mail!"

"i'm gonna fucking kill everyone. here's your mail!"

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They Say Everything Happens For A Reason…

December 16, 2008 · 2 Comments

You hear it all the time.

“Everything happens for a reason.”

Just got dumped? “Everything happens for a reason.”

Didn’t get that promotion at work? “Everything happens for a reason!”

You get the idea. It seems that in our times of dire need, people are quick to dish out that old adage. For me, this glib piece of advice is something thrown out casually to get you to quit bitching about something.

Listen to the garbage being tossed around over at Dr. Irene’s Verbal Abuse Site. Mind you, the title is misleading: it’s not a place to dish out verbal abuse. Instead, the good doctor’s site aims to be a ” place for you if you think you may be in an abusive relationship.” And there’s fucking kittens EVERYWHERE.

Anyway, Dr. Irene (regarded as a hack in some circles), posted this lil nugget of wisdom:

“The successes and the downfalls that you experience can create who you are, and the bad experiences can be learned from…In fact, they are probably the most poignant and important ones.”

Well doc, I’m gonna stop you right there and call shenanigans. Cause now it’s time for….

Garbage Day’s Horrible Shit That Can Happen To You For No Reason Whatsoever Countdown Bonanza!!!!!!

there is no just and loving god! ahhhhhhh!

there is no just and loving god! ahhhhhhh!

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Garbage Day’s Surefire Tips To Interview Success (Part 2)

December 15, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Okay, so now you have your demeanor and swagger nailed, thanks to the rule of eights and a fabricated personality. But none of this really means anything unless you look the part!

In part two of Garbage Day’s Surefire Tips to Interview Success, we’ll show you how to grab control of that interview and ram it right home into the cushy financial security of your brand new job!

Tip #3: Do Look the Part

The Problem:

Let me make an assumption right off the bat: if you’re not a college student as we speak, you’re a recent college graduate. That is to say, Garbage Day’s readership consists primarily of men and women in their early 20′s with a middling degree of experience under their belt.

Know how I know this? If you had a decent job, you wouldn’t be reading online humor blogs. You’d be pouring through the New York Times and Wall Street Journal with your feet proped up on a human footstool.

this kid commands more respect than you

this kid commands more respect than you

The Solution:

Listen to me and listen to me carefully: I want you to go to your nearest college campus. Survey the territory and find yourself a Subway (the sandwich shop, dimwit). See that booth outside? The one promising free sandwiches? I want you to go sign whatever they’re asking you to sign, eat that delicious sub and take whatever type of plastic card designed for monenetray transactions they give you.

Now go buy this:

how bad do you want this job? then shut up.

how bad do you want this job? then shut up.

According to Forbes, the above is one of the most expensive suits you can find. I mean, I’m sure you could always plus it up with titanium buttons or small speakers woven into the lapels that plays the Stan Bush classic “Fight to Survive” on command. But I think the subtle nuance of wearing 70% of someones gross earnings on your person sends a simple enough message.

But wait, aren’t we forgetting the accouterments that tie this whole fabulous package together? Indeed. For no man is worth looking at if he doesn’t have the correct time piece. I personally prefer Hubolt’s “Big Bang Chronograph.”

if you have to ask the price, think about how much you truly want this job

if you have to ask the price, think about how much you truly want this job

Unlike so many rappers, you timepiece should act as the proverbial ace up the sleeve. As your interviewer prattles on and on with questions like “Did you hear anything I just said?” or “Sir, I told you Arby’s is not looking for an international sandwich ambassador and sexual liaison,” nonchalantly glance at your watch, bringing out the glory.

Much like accidentally catching a glimpse of this writer’s package at a public urinal, your interviewer will feel emasculated and shamed when he sees that you came here to play ball and he came here to get railroaded.

Finish off your 1-2 punch with a slight smile that suggests “you’re welcome,” as well as “can we finish this up? I have a 5:00 appointment to bang your sister.”

sorry i'm a bit late, your brother just wouldn't stop talking! shall we clear this desk off?

sorry i'm a bit late, your brother just wouldn't stop talking! shall we clear this desk off?

Tip #4: Don’t be Afraid to Ask Questions!

By now, you’ve got this thing wrapped up. The confident swagger, fueled by the power suit/wristwatch combo, solidified by the scotch sloshing around in your belly. But the last thing any interviewer is going to ask you is the dreaded “So do you have any questions for us?”

The Problem:

If you’ve done everything instructed here, there’s absolutely no reason why you would have had an iota of time to actually research your prospective employer’s  to come up with hard-hitting questions. Furthermore, you really don’t give a shit, do you? After all the investment on $30,000 suits and high-class single malt scotch, do they really expect you to do anymore legwork? Hell, what have they done for you?

There’s an easy way to circumvent this curve ball, though…as easy as being the charming sonuvabitch you know you are.

The Solution:

Remember how earlier I said these people are your new family? It’s time to start treating them like that!

They’re your buds! There for you in the good times:

port-o-pong? bro, you so deserved that raise

port-o-pong? bro, you so deserved that raise

and in the not-so-good  times:

this looks pretty fucking awesome, but for the purpose of this article...

ed note: this looks pretty fucking awesome, but for the purpose of this article...

These people have your back when you make a ballsy business proposal, and they’re also the guys you’re gonna have a round with after work. So by god, this is your chance to show them that above all else, you’re one of the boys.

I recommend starting off with some simple questions like: “So how did a douchebag like you get this job?”

or maybe: “Would you mind showing me where your desk is? I just want to know where I’ll be sitting after I mop the floor with you ass.”

BUUUUUUURRRRRRRNED!

BUUUUUUURRRRRRRNED!

You get the idea, here. Be creative and most of all, let them know you can hold your own in this fast-paced business world.

Garbage Day wishes you the best of luck knows that luck has nothing to do with success. It all boils down to nice suits, scotch and calling people douchebags. Now get out there are find that dream job!

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