Mike’s Typo

Catchy title, right?  Occasionally, after a Typo newsletter goes out, I get a flurry of emails or content suggestions.  Usually, these are in reference to something in that issue of the Typo.  Last night was no exception.  Lots of mail this morning, with some pretty funny video clips.  I’m not sure what prompted these videos - ’cause there was some real variety (translated: some wild shit).  I trashed the over-the-edge ones and settled on three that I feel fairly certain you will want to pass on.  Warning: these are inappropriate for anyone not old enough to ride a Harley.  That satisfies our staff legal beagle.  (He hates that title!)

#1: A funny moment meant to loosen up the laughing muscles.  Think of it as a warm-up.

#2: Well this one goes down as laugh-out-loud, with a serious message embedded.  Perfect amount of humor, and other ingredients to get the ultimate point across.

#3: This one could be offensive - but, given who is doing what to whom, and how the discussion plays out it’s just funny.  In fact, I think it is Carlin-esque.  Watch it all the way through.

A bit of levity for the weekend.  Hope you enjoy these.  And, a big thank you to the readers who passed them my way.  To the rest of you who submitted video suggestions, please don’t assume that just because you videos didn’t get included that I think you are warped and demented - although some of you clearly are!  Keep it comin’ our editorial intern is over-18 and has, now “seen it all.”

Ok.  One more.  I’d characterize this one as a “cool-down” for those laugh muscles.

Got a cage?  Then you know this problem.

What a great solution.  I see gift item written all over this.  Should we carry these in the store, or just run the commercial on a loop?

Runner-up for commercial of the week is this ad (sent in by a loyal reader).

Almost deleted this email I received today.  The subject just sounded like spam.  Oh, and it had the “Re.” in it.

Lucky I didn’t.  This is funny.  What makes it so friggin’ funny is that it’s so true.  I  think.  Aw hell, you decide.  Just a quick little slideshow entitled, Men In Training.  I didn’t come up with the name.  But, on the otherhand, not sure I could have done better.  The images speak for themselves.  Enjoy.

If you do laugh, pass on a link to someone who needs a laugh.  Or, likes to laugh.  Or, someone who never laughs.  Or, better yet - your favorite prude.  Oh, whatever.

Aw shucks.  I know some of these posts are out there.  And, maybe one or two have even been juvenile.  But, everyone needs a good laugh once and a while.  Some folks more frequently than others.

So, this post isn’t going to redeem us.  It’s another one of those senseless, time-wasting videos.  Oh, this time we have those wonderful furniture people from Ikea to thank.

Give it a whirl.  If you don’t watch it, you’ll just sit there wondering what you were missing.   Here, I’ll make it easy for you - I’ll embed it in the blob.  See how much time you saved!  (Ed. note: The spaghetti one is almost as funny.  Go ahead.  You’ve got another 30 seconds.)

I’m not much for porn.  It’s not that I don’t think it has a purpose.  It just seems so fake.  But, this.  This is just funny.  It has the right amount of sexuality with a huge overtone of “let’s not take ourselves too seriously.”  This is my Friday night.  All this research for Typo readers.  I am your humble servant.

Oh, and did I mention, I’m a huge Mini fan.  If Harley would only wake up and see the value of marketing.  Knock, knock - anyone home?

Right. So, I get a nice email from one of our half dozen readers of the Typo asking, “What the heck?” That’s short for “What’s with all these “girley” volleyball photos?” Guilty as charged. We’ve been “outed”, we are not an equal opportunity publication. As much as we’d like to be, I have a heck of a time finding anything interesting about a bunch of guys hitting a ball over/under/around a net in a pair of baggy shorts. How boring! And, I don’t find that the least bit sexy. Who does? Well, there is where I got lots of feedback. Seems there is a bunch of folks out there who find that nearly as interesting as I find the “girley” shots.

So. Given the challenge posed by our one prized reader, I’m bound and determined to seek out that illusive email that says, “Way to go! That’s what we wanted to see.” While I haven’t lost sleep over this, I have been burnin’ the midnight oil to bring something worthy of praise. And, I’m proud to say, maybe this is it. What do you say ladies?

Lead-in aside, this is an interesting video. I take my hat off (only my hat) to Robert Burck and his Naked Ambition.

This is what I call an action-packed post.  Whew.  I need a nap.

That’s pitiful! But, this blob will go the extra mile and provide the “age-restricted” YouTube content right here, right now. I think this may be the end of the volleyball tangent. RIP.

One of our six readers sent me this video. This is completely inappropriate for this forum. It’s despicable. But, in the interest of free speech and all that, I’ve included it. I’ve gotta tell you, I’d hate for you to watch this and think that we had anything to do with this. We did not produce this, star in it, or even think of the idea. (Wish we had. Did I say that?) Ride safe.

Ok. With a few less clothes. But both sports rely on the ‘ole fingers to signal. Just like a catcher in baseball. What the heck is he talking about. I’m still getting primed up for beach volleyball in Santa Cruz this weekend. I gotta know what’s going on. And, I’m a visual person - picture’s worth a thousand or so words, etc. So, here’s where I see the similarities. In baseball you’ve got a pitcher who has to spend the whole game squinting to look at the catcher’s crotch to figure out what pitch he’s suppose to throw. Who came up with this? Why doesn’t the pitcher just decide. How friggin’ complicated can it be. He’s only got a handful of pitches.

But, it’s beach volleyball I’m more interested in right now. So. Same kinda signal thing. This time, the server looks at her teammate’s butt to get the signal for the serve. They don’t do this is tennis doubles, so why is this really necessary. I think what we’ve got goin’ on here is a little “chatter among the girls.” See what I think this signal means is, “when we wrap up here, I’m looking for a two on one.” Or, “see that guy over there? Let’s double him up.” Whatta’ you think? Come on gals, help me out here - you’ve been outed.

Oh. I forgot to give you the link. Sorry. Hey. Don’t look at this - this is what got the Patriots in trouble. And, a lotta other people too. I gotta take my blood pressure pills.

I think I’m gonna like this beach volleyball thing. See you in Santa Cruz.

I’m shocked at the number of folks who received the Typo newzletter today and opened the beach volleyball shot. Horrible. We should be ashamed of ourselves. But, what’s done is done. So, in response to those who have written and ask if there was more where that came from, I say simply “tisk, tisk.” But, because I am thorough and leave few stones unturned so to speak, I do have a few more shots that didn’t make the first cut.

Sure is different than football. I mean at a football game who wants to sit behind the goal post. In beach volleyball I’m learning that is the spot that an awful lot of people covet. I can’t believe that they allow photographers to sit there. I mean really. This is just…. Well, it’s what’s wrong with America! God bless America.

Some of you with heart conditions or blood pressure variances will only be able to look at one, maybe two of these “rejected” shots. So, here is 1, 2, 3.

I think I warned you not to look at that one.