shake well before use.

Excuse me, Miss, are you smuggling peas in your blouse?

As BoingBoing reports, RyanAir gets a little sassy with security.

"RyanAir, the discount airline that's threated to sue the UK government over new security procedures has posted this provocative image to its website: a crowd of naked people running away from their piled-up clothes, with the caption "New Airport Security Procedures Put the Fun Back Into Flying."

They're onto something here. If the existence of a plot to use implausible liquid explosives against aircraft creates a global war on moisture at the airports, imagine what a similar plot to smuggle a bomb up a terrorist's ass would engender. The war on moisture is bad, but it's nothing compared to the inevitable war on body cavities."

Underground clubs interpretively predicted the death of vinyl. One day I will need to come to terms with the fact that I may only need one turntable instead of two, and a couple crates instead of a few. Somehow that still feels like it'll be a lonely day, but perhaps I'll take an alternative route to satisfying my illegal online music fix:

"Apparently, during the 50s underground clubs in Eastern Europe & the USSR would play pirated music from the West, but the only material they had to record onto were old x-ray films. Which produced some rather lovely looking results."

Via: Protein Feed

One of the many themes making its way through the grapevine of brands and advertisers this week is the thought of "culture pollution." Originally spoken in reference to barcodes on packaging, the concept of culture pollution can run much deeper.

While you're sitting through meetings this week, wondering how many people around you are "drinking the kool-aid", consider this the alternative of what you could be sitting through instead.

via: The Sherman Foundation (Thanks, Gerald!)