Culture

My wife occasionally emails me links to photos of big fluorescent poodles, of dancing bananas singing about “peanut butter jelly time.” I assume she thinks I need some culture.

Today, she sent one that I found mildly disturbing—an animated video of a kitten superimposed over a heart singing “I love you, I really, really do, more than ice cream.”

The tune itself was creepy, but in a compelling sort of way. It sounded like some very drunk people–perhaps drinking toilet cleaner cocktails, very late at night—had recorded it.

The animation was also twisted and low-fi; the little kitty’s “mouth” was an animated black hole that changed shape to simulate the mouthing of actual words, except it kept on morphing and morphing whether the cat was singing or not.

“What did you think of that video?”

“It looked like a front site for terrorist meet-ups.”

2 Comments

  1. your cultured wife said:

    The funny thing is, I hadn’t even looked at the Kitten video before I sent it to you. I knew you’d get something useful out of it though.

    February 15, 2009
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  2. Ravinjay said:

    That kitten’s voice sounds like a punishment in one of the planet’s of hell!

    April 5, 2009
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