Simple Chicken Recipe

My favourite celebrity chef prepares a simple chicken dinner.


And We'll Always Be Making It Right...

I have a slight obsession with Bonnie Tyler's epic love song Total Eclipse Of The Heart. While idly browsing Youtube, this post sort of just... happened. So buckle your seatbelts as I take you throught good, the bad, and the awesome of Total Eclipse.

The Good

Bonnie Tyler

There's not much I can say that hasn't already been said. Just press play, and enjoy.

If you need an insider's perspective, here's an interview with Bonnie and Jim Steinman, the genius who wrote this song.

Part 2 & Part 3

The Dan Band

Fresh from the blockbuster Old School, the Dan Band kicks it up a notch, both in vulgarity and rockicity.

Hurra Torpedo

If you want notches kicked up, Hurra Torpedo are your band. This Norwegian group do the best kitchen-appliance-cover of Total that I have ever heard. Enjoy.

The Bad

Westlife :(

Irish boyband Westlife try to carry this weight, but only stumble.

Xena (well, Lucy Lawless, but still...

"Turn around Bright Ay-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi!"



Bad Fan Edits

There are thousands of these. TV Show Fanatics think that the raw passion in Eclipse will lend some real emotion in their attempt to further explore the relationship between Tony and Angela. They're always wrong. Here's one for Queer as Folk.

Nikki French

*HACK!* Sorry, I have a bit of a cough. *FUCKING HACK!* I couldn't bring myself to post the original video of this oontz oontz oontz version. This home-made one is at least watchable.

The Awesome!!!

Chompy The Gator

Chompy The Gator loves hamburgers. Hamburgers love Chompy The Gator.

Puppets? Puppets!

Puppets love each other.

The Amazing Dancing Choir of Mundelein High School

If more school choirs were like this, maybe more choir dorks would get laid.

Kiki and Herb !!!

Everyone's favourite drag queen lounge duet bring a personal touch to Heart. I think we can all relate.

Tanz der Vampire

I'll let Wikipedia handle this one.

"Steinman's big musical success, though, was "Tanz der Vampire" (in English: Dance of the Vampires), which opened in Vienna, Austria on October 4, 1997... However, about 70% of the musical score written by Steinman was recycled from his earlier projects, mainly from his less-known shows like The Dream Engine and The Confidence Man (co written with Ray Errol Fox), although it also features music from his widely known records like "Total Eclipse of the Heart" (remade as "Totale Finsternis")"

So, to sum up: Vampires. Singing Total Eclipse. This isn't called "Awesome" for nothing, kids.


Turn up the volume, close the door. Now, take a deep breath, and sing.


Homework Help

When having difficulty solving the more advanced problems in a physics textbook, there are several routes one could take. For example, one could look at the simpler problems and see if the same techniques apply to the more complex ones. One could also study the problem with a group of friends, to see if multiple viewpoints bring the solution to light more easly. Then, of course, one could take the direct approach.


In 1947 Life Magazine asked some famous comic strip artists to to draw their famous characters while wearing a blindfold. The results are interesting.


Aleksei Grigorievich Stakhanov was a major part of the Soviet Union's propaganda efforts. Billed as a superhero of the proletariat, while working as a miner at Tsentralnaya-Irmino it was reported that Alexey single-handedly brought in 102 tons of coal, more than 10 times a worker's daily quota. This feat brought a host of followers (Nicknamed Stakhanovites, they were the superstars of the working class, often using multiple tools simultaneously, or working back to back shifts, all to increase their efficiency.

Of course, after the fall of the Soviet Union, most of their claims were debunked. Stakhanov was shown to have multiple assistants helping him during his record-breaking shift. Time magazine quoted the mine's chief as saying ""I suppose Stakhanov need not have been the first... It could have been anybody else."

Still, even though his massive feat was more of a massive publicity stunt, it's fascinating to think of a time and place where a miner could be a national celebrity just for doing his job really, really well.


Even Assholes Can Be Beautiful

There's no place like home.

"We succeeded in taking that picture [from deep space], and, if you look at it, you see a dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever lived, lived out their lives. The aggregate of all our joys and sufferings, thousands of confident religions, ideologies and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilizations, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every hopeful child, every mother and father, every inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every superstar, every supreme leader, every saint and sinner in the history of our species, lived there on a mote of dust, suspended in a sunbeam.

The earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that in glory and in triumph they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of the dot on scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner of the dot. How frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity -- in all this vastness -- there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves. It is up to us. It's been said that astronomy is a humbling, and I might add, a character-building experience. To my mind, there is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly and compassionately with one another and to preserve and cherish that pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known."

Carl Sagan


The Fall Of A Hero

Nathans Hot Dog Eating Contest is the superbowl of competitive eating. Whoever can eat the most hot dogs in 12 minutes, and can keep them in, will reign as King Of The Eaters. Only world-class competitors like Sonya "The Black Widow" Thomas, "Humble" Bob Shoudt, or current champion Joey "Jaws" Chestnut are invited to Coney Island to compete. King amongst these paragons of human achievement was Takeru "The Tsunami" Kobayashi, a 5'7", 75kg phenom has kept the Nathan's Famous Belt in Japan for the last six years. He was regarded as a national hero. That is, at least, until this week's competition.

Watch as a giant crumbles. Shed no tears for Kobayashi. Pass him a napkin instead.

Chords. Strings. We brings...

"The song "Regulate," by Warren G and Nate Dogg, tells the story of a dramatic night in the LBC. There is sex, there is violence, there is bass, there is treble. Nate Dogg cruises for skirts, guns down rival homies, and beds down triumphantly at the East Side Motel. Nate emerges the ideal G-Funk man. By contrast, Warren G tries to join a craps game, gets mugged, and is nearly killed. He comes off as completely ineffectual, dependent on Nate for protection, and trick acquisition."

Further analysis of this seminal piece of modernist theory.


Communist Communisted Revolution

The Russian Red Army was known for it's brutal training techniques. New recruits were worked until the breaking point. Basic training was the 5th leading cause of death for soviet soldiers. Here is a video of the inhumane routines that the young men were forced to undergo. This is not for sensitive eyes.


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