You Just Can't Help It Sometimes...

What is it about watching another person, another human being--an imperfect human, such as yourself, that has the same flaws, problems, and vices as you do--fall? Why is it so DAMNED funny??? I mean hey...sometimes it can't be avoided. Sometimes it happens in extremely dangerous, unfunny situations...but the vast majority of people falling is too insanely hilarious not to gratuitously watch over and over on YouTube (GooTube for you geeks)...

I mean...there are those falls where when it happens you're kind of shocked, shouting some nuance of "DAMN!", or "oh snap!", or "Their legs don't work apparently!"; and for a wistfully poetic moment in your life, you actually feel slightly sorry for the victim. The fall itself comes out of seemingly nowhere ("But she was wearing flats!") However it all soon passes and you shake your head, recounting that it was more amusing than sad. Kind of like this:



Than there are those downright gut-wrenching, laugh-until-you-cant-breathe type of fall that is pure comedy gold. Just a true classic that you can always appreciate. A great pick-me-up type of funny that no matter what mood you're in--if you see the fall, you will be instantly happy. Instantly--no questions asked--Despite the fact that the victim may have twisted their ankle in 5 places in the process. But hey, I'm no doctor:



To throw a wrench in the laugh-works, there's the type of unfortunate violent stumble, that actually makes you cringe in a bad way, and compels you to help that poor, poor uncoordinated soul. Case in point[and oddly enough...]:




Finally, you have your multi-tude of falls that, when they occur, the faller displays a self-effacing attitude; either acknowledging the fact that they looked like a complete jackass, but that they believe they are too cool for all that (Cause it's them, ya know?), or because they ignore that the fall even occurred:



[For my own reasons, I will NOT post the Beyonce fall. I've seen it played on every squarish box that displays picture and video, ad nauseum. I don't care that it falls into the "i just fell and ate dirt, but im too fly for this sh!t" category. If you don't like it--go find someone on blackplanet who cares.]

So from there I leave you to come up with your own assessments. Are people wrong for laughing when people fall? Should we all learn to be better, outstanding citizens and refuse to laugh? Let's take a pledge...and oath...say no to laughing on other people's follies. Say no to partaking in the joyous laughter that occurs out of the expense of someone else's short ride through Bad Luck Town....because hey...we are all human...


To hell with that--I'm gonna laugh.


PS - Do NOT allow your TV to be on the Bravo network past 10pm...DO NOT...

Optimus Prime FTW!!!

So I'm chillin' in bed this afternoon (cause I dare not get up before 12pm on Sundays), munching on some frosted animal crackers when I decide to slide out of the soft narrows of pillows and sheets to check my email. Funny thing that gmail notifier. When the icon gets shaded in, and a pop-up message telling me that "Robert Hambuger has written on your facebook wall" appears, it prompts me to jump out of bed like a bat out of hell to check on it. I mean facebook is not "the business ", or anything but it accounts for SO much wasted time that I feel obligated to lend it more of my lifespan on principle alone. So anyways while I'm dying a slow, social-networking initiated death, I come across what might possibly be the BEST DANCE ROUTINE KNOWN TO MAN!1!1!!



In other news Transformers is quite possibly the best commercial I've ever seen. EVER. The way that Xbox attacked that man..hahaha. So, is that the organic equivalent of what happens to an Xbox when it red-rings? The way the camera tries to surreptitiously pit Megan Fox in front of a rather large Burger King sign while ogling the mess out of Shia LeBeouf...or when the Mountain Dew vending machine becomes an X-TREME instrument of Lucifer to terrorize citizens with fatal distributions of a drink that is oddly akin to urine. Michael Bay just slays me with his GENERATION-X, TOTALLY RAD, AWESOME, IN-YOUR FACE EXPLOSIONS, PRODUCT PLACEMENT TO THE MAX, IM WRITING IN ALL CAPS BECAUSE IM 2 COOL 4 SCHOOL, THE ENDINGS SUCK BECAUSE I DONT NEED A VIABLE PLOT, movies. I mean without him...where would we be? Most certainly not in the movie theater thats right behind my apartment. No, that would be too convenient. For convenience I'd be at the local Kwik-E-Mart. But I digress. Honestly, I throughly enjoyed Transformers. No one goes to a Michael Bay film for a compelling story. It's all about Megatron beating the sh!t out of Jazz and Optimus Prime turning into a bigger GANGSTA than I could ever imagine. Seriously...he was handing out L's left and right! Let me be clear that I was more interested to see if the original voices were still in tact and to see exactly HOW the transformers would transform in a live-action movie; not to mention fight and rain unholy terror upon the world by crashing into multiple buildings. It was brilliant actually. The best transforming performance goes to my favorite infidel, Starscream. I love that guy.



In any case I'm going back to my sloth of a Sunday. I'm gonna go play Laid To Rest on Hard while laying down in bed--cause I'm just that DAMN good at Guitar Hero. Don't hate.

...Oh and by the way for all you $ony fans...the PS3 is on sale.

Love.