Sunday, 27 February 2011

The official Cyanide & Happiness iPhone app

Wiki describes C&H as "dark, cynical, often offensive, and exceedingly irreverent."

"Cyanide & Happiness (As seen on the internet!) has finally made it's way to your iPhone/iTouch/iPad/other iThing! Comics, shorts, really exciting news, it's all right at your fingertips! Plus some other things!

          Features include:
  • Comic Archive: Get access to all ~1,800 C&H comics in an easy-navigable archive. Get new comics the second they're available, or somehow bend the rules of space and time and get them even earlier!
  • Shake for random!
  • Portrait/Landscape viewing.
  • Favorites: Save your favorite comics for quick (and offline!) viewing later. Impress your friends! Impress your enemies! Impress otherwise apathetic people! It's really versatile!
  • Animated Shorts: Watch streaming C&H animated shorts from the comfort of anywhere.
  • News: Read all about upcoming events, books, announcements, the works!
  • Seizure Mode: Shake!"

C&H - Religious Xtremists card

C&H - Anal sex card

"Women do: piercings, tatoos, 
face lifts, cesarean birth, 
liposuction, plucking of facial 
hair and eyebrows, and 
depilation with hot wax...

So how dare they tell you 

"it hurts" when you ask 
for some anal sex?!"

Source: Cyanide and Happiness


Design: Abstruse Goose - Tree of Life

The evolution of the BLT:

Source: Abstruse Goose

Sunday, 13 February 2011

My Anti-Valentine

"Valentine's Day is like herpes: just when you think its gone for good, it rears its ugly head once more. No wonder some people prefer to call it VD.

Yes, it's that special time of year when chocolate manufacturers and greetings card companies encourage you to demonstrate the extent of your fondness in cold, hard, cash (or the satin-covered equivalent) on February 14th.
Fuck that.
This year, celebrate or commiserate by sending an anti-valentine. Stick two fingers (or one, if you're that way culturally inclined) at any organisation with a vested interest which prescribes how and when to show your feelings. This year, don't say it with flowers: say it with bile."

Source: Meish

"What’s all this about, then?
The idea of the site is to provide an alternative card-sending service for all the people who think Valentine’s Day is sickly-sweet, exclusively coupley, consumerist nonsense or otherwise a bit naff.

Who’s behind this site? How long has this been going? How did you come up with the idea?
The original VD cards were created by me (Meg Pickard) and David Pannett when we were both single and grumpy while sharing a flat in London and working in new media. We created a bunch of cynical cards poking fun at the cutesy commercialism of the day, to send to our friends, with slogans like “Destined to die alone and unloved in a room heavy with the tang of cat wee” and “Oh my god. Thirty and still single.” They were just downloads, really, but we had fun making them.

The next year, we did it again, only this time we added an automatic send function – a free thing, supported by ads. Not great, but about the limits of our technical knowledge at the time. We were surprised how popular they were – a couple of thousand sent!

In 2003, we redesigned and ran the site again, this time with an ad-free back end. Over a two week period, more than 30,000 cards were sent. In 2004 the total grew again, to nearly 100K. In 2005, the number of cards sent soared past the 200K mark before the server collapsed under the strain. And so the pattern continued: lots of traffic, lots of technology fail.

Every year saw a substantial revamp of both cards and back-end functionality in an effort to keep on top of demand. 

In 2009, I decided that sending things by email was
a) too much hassle (in terms of being exploited by spambots and the like, plus causing my lovely hosts at Pair to have palpitations once a year) and
b) like, sooooo 2005. Who uses email anymore for sending stuff around the internet? Quite.

So it was reborn in early February 2009 with a social webtools spin, so people can share the love (and spread VD) via facebook, twitter, digg or anything else."

Source: Meish

Saturday, 12 February 2011

My Zombie Valentine

Be my Valintestine.

"Cruising my local Clinton Cards in the weeks before Valentine's Day I noticed a cavernous gap in the market. There are all sorts of slushy teddy bear and bunny rabbit cards available but I couldn't find any that feature reanimated corpses or internal organs being eaten.
As I was sure that there must be a huge market for this kind of card I immediately set about rectifying the situation through the medium of linocut.

I'm sure your loved ones would be delighted to receive an original living dead message of love this February 14th.
Enjoy – I'm off to go and see if anyone from Clinton's or are interested!

PS. while you are free to download and use the images for personal use please don't go using my cards for commercial gain as that would make me very sad indeed."

Source: Quinky Art

My Valentine - since 1941

"The Valentine’s card which Doris Ward will lovingly place on her mantelpiece on Monday is a little faded and worn around the edges. Which is hardly surprising, since it is making its 70th annual appearance.

As a 17-year-old, Doris was presented with the card by her sweetheart Harry as she boarded a train to volunteer for war training on February 14, 1941.
The couple married the following year, going on to have two daughters, two granddaughters and four great-grandchildren.
And the romance still remains in their marriage – along with what must surely be Britain’s best-used Valentine’s card.

‘Harry has never bought me one since, because I have this one every year,’ said 87-year-old Mrs Ward at the couple’s home in Bristol. ‘I bring it out of the cupboard and put it on our mantelpiece every Valentine’s Day.

"Two hearts entwine this Valentine. True love makes it sincere"

‘Harry was in the cafe drinking a milkshake and he said hello,’ she said. ‘He asked me my name and we got talking and we really hit it off.

'He offered to walk me to the bus stop but when we got outside a bombing raid had started and there were flares going off everywhere around us, so we had to run to a nearby air-raid shelter. 

‘We sat together in there for hours whilst Bristol was being bombed and he even fell asleep on my shoulder.’ Harry was a Royal Marine stationed in Plymouth, while Doris volunteered for the Auxiliary Territorial Service.

Source: Daily Mail