The Home Alone star is all grown-up and in a band called The Pizza Underground. They cover Velvet Underground songs, but change the lyrics to make them more pizza-y. Sounds about right.
Things I Bought At MegaCon: Day 3
Yo, I’m not gonna lie right now, I’m pretty fucking broke and upset with myself. I walked into the convention with $80 in my wallet and I don’t know where half of it went. This article isn’t helping me, either. This listing things I bought thing was a stupid idea.
First four rows of photos, comics: Obviously. I walked into this booth and say signs that read “Batman issues, 6 issues for $5.” Then I turned around and read “Marvel annual issues, 6 for $5.” Then I turned to the right and read four more signs along the same lines as the first two. Then I looked down and shit was literally oozing from my pant legs from excitement.
Most comic booths have a lot of shit they need to get rid of on Sunday night. Mainly because 1. They want last minute profit, and 2. They don’t want to carry boxes of shit that won’t sell back to their trucks. Usually on the final days of conventions, these booths do deep discounts on single issues/trade paper backs to lift some of that weight off. I would’ve been in heaven today if I hadn’t decided to spend all my fucking money on Friday and Saturday and saved it for comics today.
But I got some good steals. I spent $13 total for that stack of comics I got. The dealer sold me the comics at half price, meaning I was getting about 6 issues of random Batman, X-Men, Maxx, and other stuff for $2.50. Solid steals. I got the first issue of Ren & Stimpy and a couple of issues of Batman’s Knightfall storyline.
Fifth row, buttons: I don’t know what to say other than I really spent $5 on some fucking buttons.
Sixth row, the only thing I can say that was 100% worth it: a commission piece of Waka Flocka Flame. I asked this dude named Josh Hoye if he did commissions. He said yeah. I asked him if he could do something not really con-related. He said yeah. I said can you draw Waka Flocka Flame for me and ink it? He said yeah. So $30 later, here it is.
But wait. Let’s count the food I paid for ($10 pizzas from Papa Johns that were less than 11 inches), parking, drinks, and change to hand to friends when they needed an extra buck or two. Now the total comes to about…
Three-hundred-fucking-dollars-are-you-fucking-kidding-me. I spent $300 at MegaCon. What the fuck.
Kobeyashi Eats 12” Dominos Pizza in One Minute Flat
I guess this video is kind of old (by internet standards, of course), but whatever, we haven’t gotten around to posting it yet and I’m going to do so now.
So competitive eater Takeru Kobeyashi was apparently at a frattish Superbowl party and decided to eat a 12” Dominos pizza to himself in a minute flat. As you can see in the video, every bro in the room pulled out their camera phone to record their own footage, so if this one isn’t good enough for you I’m sure you can find at least 47 other angles to watch this from.
No matter the angle though, this shit is impressive and really cool/somewhat gross to watch.
This dude’s wife threw him a pretty rad Boba Fett themed b-day bash.
Albotas reader Jonny Edmondson writes:
Recently (June) my wife, Julie, treated me with a Boba Fett themed birthday party. Definitely a Star Wars geek’s dream.
She put tons of work into it, so I thought I should share the amazings with the internets!
A custom painted Dunny!
Specially ordered Fett colored Converse with hand stitched Bantha Skulls on the tongues.
Bobiskey! Its a bottle of Jameson whiskey with all its labels replaced with personalized warnings, logos, and descriptions. Shes a kick ass graphic designer too!
LEGO Boba Fett Mini-figure Cake! Melted Hershey’s milk chocolate and dyed white chocolate make up this piece.
There is a full set with detailed pictures of all these items on my flickr.
And now, dudes, you’ve just realized how much your better halves DON’T love you.
This is almost as cool as my 23rd birthday party where my girlfriend rented out an entire night club, invited about 60 of our closest friends, and surprised me with two strippers, one of whom let me lick whipped cream from her boobies. No, wait… this is nowhere near as cool as my 23rd birthday party, but it’s still pretty awesome!
Thanks for sending this in, Jonny!
Did you ever have a rad geeky bday party? Or maybe you want to share some other awesomely geeky thing with us? If so, you should really tell us these things by sending an email to firstname.lastname@example.org. The fate of the galaxy depends on it.