I am cleaning house, listening to one of the best (no, correction, THE best) funk / soul singer of his generation.  R.I.P.

The look of love is in your eyes
The look your heart can’t disguise
The look of love is saying so much more
Than words could ever say, yeah

A look my heart has heard
My, my takes my breath away
I can hardly wait to hold you
Feel my arms around you
How long I’ve waited
Waited just to love you
Now that I have found you

The look of love
Oh, it’s on your face
Oh, mama that look time can’t erase
Be mine tonight

And let this be
The start of so many
Groovy nights like this, yeah
Let’s take a lover’s vow
And seal this thing with a kiss

I can hardly wait to hold you
Feel my arms around you
How long I have waited
Waited just to love you

Now that I have found you
Don’t ever go
Oh no

I can hardly wait to hold you
Feel my arms around you
How long I have waited
Waited just to love you

Now that I have found you
Don’t go
Don’t go
Don’t go
The look of love
Don’t go
I love you
Oh, baby
The look of love
Don’t go
Don’t go
Don’t go
Don’t go
Aaah

Reuben James
In my song you live again
And the phrases that I rhyme
Are just the footsteps out of time
From the time when I knew you, Reuben James

Reuben James
All the folks around Madison County cussed your name
You’re just a no-account, sharecropping colored man
Who’d steal anything he can
And everybody laid the blame on Reuben James

CHORUS:
Reuben James,
You still walk the fertile fields of my mind
The faded shirt, the weathered brow
The calloused hands upon the plow
I loved you then and I love you now, Reuben James

Flora Grey,
The gossiper of Madison County died with child
And although your skin was black
You were the one that didn’t turn your back
On the hungry white child with no name, Reuben James

Reuben James,
With your mind on my soul and a Bible in your right hand
You said turn the other cheek
For there’s a better world awaiting for the meek
In my mind these words remain from Reuben James

[CHORUS]

[Music goes up a half step in the upcoming last verse]
Reuben James
One dark cloudy day they brought you from the field
And to your lonely pinebox came
Just a preacher and me in the rain
Just to sing one last refrain for Reuben James

[CHORUS]

User ShaggE has this to say about Brett Favre while commenting on the article “And Here’s A Wii Football Accessory” on Kotaku:

“Y’see, the thing about having such a smooth football controller is, you get into the game, you forget to use the strap, and BOOM! You’re out one TV. I mean, I mean, I mean, Brett Favre is like the Wii of football players. He wiggles and waggles and he keeps everybody entertained! I mean, he can stay in the pocket for hours! That’s football at it’s best!

Speaking of pockets, I had a pen in my pocket the other day. I forgot about it, and the pocket-to-leg friction caused the pen to draw ink all over the inside of my pocket! I mean, one minute I have nice clean pockets, and the next, BOOM! Tough Actin’ Tinactin! … Wait, I meant, BOOM! Inky pockets! And you know what rhymes with ink? Think. And let me tell you about thinking. Brett Favre is so good at thinking, that he could hold off an entire defensive team for an hour, and STILL deliver the ball right into the receiver’s arms.

Now, think about that for a second. Picture that in your mind. Are you picturing it? Good! Because I can’t! Brett Favre transcends beyond my limits of imagination! It’s incredible! I think I just saw the face of God, and that face belonged to Brett Favre!

Speaking of God, I went to church the other day. And there was a spider sitting on my hymnal! So I threw the hymnal out the window, got into my car, and ran that sucker over! But Brett Favre… Brett Favre could have thrown that hymnal far enough to hit a guy in the next state! And he could have dodged fifty linemen while doing so! BOOM! Rent-A-Center! It’s mindblowing!

In short, that peripheral looks far too smooth.”

Use the following diagram posted by Scott Lamb at BuzzFeed to find yourself:

Who knew David Hasselhoff can sing ?

I don’t normally subscribe to Cracked’s point of view.  I grew out of their magazines years ago (although I am still trying to find digital copies), but this time, they outdid themselves with parodies of video games in the real world.

[via Cracked]

In Season 4, Episode 1 of the Showtime TV series Dexter, our protagonist uses Google Maps to find the address of a killer.

“Disguising your company as a philanthropic pharmaceutical company you secretly fund the darkest minds of the world in less than legal pursuits. After one of your scientists discovered a formula capable of reviving dead flesh you (like any savvy Capitalist Overlord) steal the formula, ransack your laboratories and assimilate your employees into an undead horde.”

[via Frima Studio]