Reblogged from Flee Fly Flown:

Not to be too repetitive with my round-ups these last few weeks, but it seems it’s all I’ve had time for with the wedding planning in full swing! (Updates soon. Promise.) So, I have a few good posts coming down the pipeline, but in the meantime here’s my brainstorm on creating a Vintage inspired Valentine for your pal, main squeeze or perhaps as a few hints for your gifts you might like to receive. Top row, left to right: Vintage Valentine Download  | With a little color printer action and perhaps some …

Reblogged from Motorcycles Reviews:

Ducati motorcycles have become known around the world. That began in 1926 Sampiengag Ducati harbor from the established business of manufacturing radio components before turning contract manufacturer of motorcycles and Cucciolo has been made available for use as components installed on the bike. has been developed for use in making small motorcycles Ducati has recognized the year 1952 Cruiser 175 cc harbor was born, followed by the Spartan 98 cc harbor in 1953 and changed to 125 cc in subsequent years. …

Summer is right around the corner

Get ready for the most epic, jaw-dropping car commercial that you’ve seen in your entire life. Adriana Lima, Motley Crue, and 100-foot hoagies being sawn in half by hirsute lumberjacks all come together in a manly orgy of fast driving and loud music.

Now you might ask: why bother to bust through the walls of dreamland to grab that other woman, when you have Adriana Lima and a bleacher full of bikini-clad women in your own dream? Because dreams never make sense, that’s why.

Our only complaint is that this commercial is just too short. We want this to be the music video for every Motley Crue song ever written.

To celebrate the launch of the all-new 2012 CR-V, Honda brought Ferris Bueller’s Day Off back in a big game commercial. We cast Matthew Broderick as himself, skipping out on a day of acting work and living it up in his all-new CR-V. Relive movie history with Honda’s fresh twist and wonderful homage to

Reblogged from Tipsy Scribbler:

If you’re both a wine lover and chronically addicted to your smartphone, you should take a look at the  new app that has just been released by New Zealand wine brand, Brancott Estate. Ambitiously titled the World’s Most Curious Bottle, this app is a full-on wine entertainment and education package, which integrates a lot of the latest and greatest digital & experiential technology. It boasts 14 unique experiences including an augmented reality flight on the back of NZ’s native falcon, a virtual …

Reblogged from Xenophilia (True Strange Stuff):

Google, Facebook and other big tech companies are jointly designing a system for combating email scams known as phishing. Such scams try to trick people into giving away passwords and other personal information by sending emails that look as if they come from a legitimate bank, retailer or other business. When Bank of America customers see emails that appear to come from the bank, they might click on a link that takes them to a fake site mimicking the real Bank of America’s. There, they might enter …

Do you like shoveling snow? Then stop reading this and go back to your pushups and granola because you are not someone that I want to talk to.

Let’s face it, we live in a place that attracts snow like Magnetic Hill attracts cars, only that ain’t an illusion out there. That’s 12 inches of snow piling up and, oh, what’s that sound? Why it’s the snow plow and it’s here to let you know that it hates you and all the time you spent to shovel your driveway. Did you want to get out of your house today? Were you expecting to get to work on time? Or even this week?

You gave it your best shot. You tried to shovel by yourself and I respect you for that. I did it, my parents did it, some of my best friends did it. But deep down inside, we all wanted to murder that neighbor with the snowblower who was finished and on his second beer while you were still trying to throw snow over a snowbank taller than you are.

So, here we are. You could murder your neighbour, which could ensure that you won’t need to shovel a driveway for 25 to life, but there are downsides to that too. What to do?

Here’s the deal. I have a snow blower and I want you to own it. I can tell you’re serious about this. It’s like I can almost see you: sitting there, your legs are probably crossed and your left hand is on your chin. Am I right? How’d I do that? The same way that I know that YOU ARE GOING TO BUY THIS SNOWBLOWER.

I want you to experience the rush that comes with smashing through a snowdrift and blowing that mother trucker out of the way. The elation of seeing the snow plow come back down your street and watching the look of despair as your OTHER neighbour gets his shovel out once more while you kick back with a hot cup of joe (you don’t have a drinking problem like that other guy).

Here’s what you do. You go to the bank. You collect $900. You get your buddy with a truck and you drive over here. You give me some cold hard cash and I give you a machine that will mess up a snowbank sumthin’ fierce. I’ve even got the manual for it, on account of I bought it brand new and I don’t throw that kind of thing away. Don’t want to pay me $900? Convince me. Send me an offer and I’ll either laugh at you and you’ll never hear back from me or I’ll counter.

You want a snow blower. You need a snow blower.

This isn’t some entry level snow blower that is just gonna move the snow two feet away. This is an 11 HP Briggs and Stratton machine of snow doom that will cut a 29 inch path of pure ecstasy. And it’s only 4 years old. I dare you to find a harder working 4 year old. My niece is five and she gets tired and cranky after just a few minutes of shoveling. This guy just goes and goes and goes.

You know what else? I greased it every year to help keep the water off it and the body in as good as shape as possible. It’s greasier than me when I was 13, and that’s saying something.

You know how many speeds it has? Six forward and two in reverse. It goes from “leisurely” slow up to “light speed”. Seriously, I’ve never gone further than five because it terrifies me. I kid you not, you could probably commute to work with it dragging you.

You know what else is crappy about clearing snow in the morning? That you have to do it in the dark. Well, not anymore! It has a halogen headlight that will light your way like some kind of moveable lighthouse (only better, because lighthouses won’t clear your driveway).

Oh, and since it’s the 21st century, this snow blower comes with an electric starter. Just plug that sucker in, push the button, and get ready to punch snow in the throat. If you want to experience what life was like in olden days, it comes with a back-up cord you could pull to start it, but forget that. The reason you’re getting this fearsome warrior was for the convenience, so why make it harder on yourself?

By this point, you’re probably wondering why I would sell my snowblower since the first snowpocalypse is upon us today. I’ll tell you why: because I heard it was time for you to man up and harness some mighty teeth and claws and chew your way to freedom, that’s why.

This is my snow blower. Make it your snow blower.