What do you mean I don't own it? I can burn a CD and keep physical copies. Plus I can also get a new copy from Apple if I lose both the physical version and the digital version on my computer/iPod.

I've got a much better record buying from them than I did in previous years buying physical media that, once broken, borrowed, or lost, didn't have a replacement.

It's a fun site, though some of the entries are so far off I lean toward assuming they're jokes/spam rather than real. (Then again, someone above claimed they heard "pet shark" for "best shot" so maybe anything really is possible.) Good way to spend some time, though.

Reminds me of the old quest catchphrase "Committed to Service Inaction" that you'd hear on TV commercials.

The next version of the commercial they changed the pacing so that it was "Commited to. Service. ... In. ... Action" in a really halting speech.

The next version of the commercial, they either dropped the phrase or changed it entirely. It just wasn't possible to say it clearly.

I tried playing that one without the benefit of a manual. I didn't even know what I was looking at, to know what things would kill you or were safe - I remember reloading and just walking around waiting to see if/when/how I died. I'm pretty sure I didn't know I needed to use a second joystick, so that may have made things much worse. In my memory it's the most frustrating Atari game I ever played, and this is coming from a guy who beat and replayed E.T.

There's a sort of reverse Mondegreen at the end of Queen's "One Vision" where they sneak in some funny words that most people pass off as more normal words. After repeating the title phrase frequently in the song, at the very end they sneak in a "fried chicken!" It's easy to miss, and was put in as a joke. I cracked up a bunch of college friends by pointing it out to them. They had to listen to it half a dozen times to believe it was really in there.

Conversely as a kid I ended up singing "Robots in the skies" instead of "Robots in disguise" to the Transformers theme song. To be fair, many of them could fly.

Later in the same song where it says autobots "wage their battle" I was convinced it was "pledge their phantoms" which I guessed was some kind of swear on their souls sort of thing. Apparently I'm especially prone to these things, or was as a kid.

Yeah, I settled on "big-ol' Carolina" for years before figuring that one out.

I remember hearing "Please Molly Dodd" when I was a kid, partially explained by some show with the title character Molly Dodd being on the air that my mom used to watch.

I always thought it was a Thunder Chief.

At 4 I wanted to be an artist, because art was the most fun thing I'd ever done. I didn't have access to a television, let alone a computer, and knew very little about science. I eventually got a degree in physics and now do IT related things. There's lots of time to come around.

One of my favorite pictures is of my 3-year-old daughter, dressed in a Cinderella dress and a tiara, holding up and squinting through a tubes-and-gears assembly that she put together and declared to be a telescope. It seemed like a good mix to me.

Well, based on testing, at least 98% of people don't do that. Also, how likely are you, seriously, to stare at a picture of sardines when you don't like them? And even if you do it the first time, what are the odds you're going to keep that revulsion and outrage for subsequent viewings? Outside of the "pickles ruined my life"-style mental illness, I just don't see it happening.

I just realized my town has a Pizza Hut the other day. I've lived here for 7 years and drive by it occasionally, but I must have blocked it out. Never even been tempted to go inside.

Once upon a time I meant to build a web site that compared pictures of the food you ordered to pictures of the food you got.

  I think I was partly inspired by some McBurger that had less than 50% overlap between layers of ingredients, and a pile of ketchup blasted onto the side of the container rather than into the sandwich.

Later I concluded I didn't have the time or energy for something that pointless.

Except that in this case you're just looking at everything, rather than trying to specifically select N toppings. So if you just relax and stop trying to count to N, they'll do that part for you, and you don't have to think so hard about what your Nth-most-favorite item is on the menu. In other words, I think this technique precisely solves the thing you're objecting to.

While also being a little creepy.

And probably offering me the bacon-ham-sausage-canadian bacon-pepperoni pizza I'd *like* to order but don't, rather than the pepperoni-olive-green pepper pizza I'll actually order as a compromise to a more balanced pizza.