July 09, 2008

Yvette's. Um. Actually I have no idea. I saw this linked in a comment on Mefi and was simultaneously creeped out and intrigued. Warning: embedded music on every page.
  • the bagpipes on the first page scared kanga... the rest of the site scared me. oh, it burns.
  • I didn't get bagpipes - I got Norman Bates's Fantasie for Strings and Butcher Knife. Of course, any organization that has "Old Timey Country Cookin' Recipe's !!" can't be ALL bad.
  • Holy hell that rabbit hole just gets deeper and deeper. Anyone else see the "map" to the place (featuring "spooky graveyard", "abandoned mill" and "buried treasure")?
  • I did. I did indeed. The Secret Old Mine beckons. Secret-Mine may call you, Any night, any day, In your heart, you'll hear it call you: "Sp'lunk away... Sp'lunk away."
  • And that is why my love lust love for Captain Renault is so strong. I seriously loved this site. I didn't have the right Firefox plugin installed to hear the music, so that may be why...
  • Is it maybe an avant-garde art project site? At the bottom are pictures of what looks like a real bridal shop with the creepy paintings from the site on the walls. Pictures I also wonder, since so many links take you to another site, if it's a setup for the click-through income. OK, I'm reaching. I prefer not to guess and just enjoy.
  • Is that painting meant to be Sean? If so, he's got more problems than his hearing. The good news: Aliens are just plants. Hilariously titled "A POST FROM AN UNKNOWN AND SOMEWHAT ILLITERATE SOURCE"
  • They put me in mind of the family portraits from the Haunted Manion ride at Disneyland.
  • I had several tabs open and was reading something else when the bagpipes started. I love bagpipes. Then I clicked on the tab. GACK, MY EYES! I could go no further.
  • It's like I love Bees, but without the obvious ARG hitch.
  • The good news: Aliens are just plants. Ah, that page could really have used Tom Hulce's crazed laughter at the end.
  • That's what it reminded me of, FiftyPoints. I wondered if it was an ARG.
  • GramMa, you have no idea what you're missing. Thank you, tracicle, for bringing Yvette's into my sorry day.
  • ARG makes sense. Maybe weird viral marketing for that nutritional supplement that keeps showing up?
  • OK, I'll grant you my school dance years are a bit behind me, but do these "prom" dresses strike anyone else as more fitting for drag queens than 17 year old girls?
  • Touch up shoes = dyeable bridal shoes? My knowledge is now greater.
  • Prom dress sales alert* stripper music in the background.
  • Prom, maybe, but quinciƱera? Abuela's not gonna like that.