Thirty Wasted Minutes, Zero Regrets

I’m not usually drawn to those "look at this funny thing on the internet" aggregator sites—they tend to feel like entertainment that resents you for consuming it. But Failblog got me and half the office for a solid thirty minutes yesterday, the kind of collective laugh spiral where you keep passing the screen and everyone either loses it immediately or stares at you with the expression of someone updating their opinion of you downward. Both outcomes happened. I regret nothing.