Check out this list of Geekiest Wedding Cakes on Huffington Post! Guaranteed to perplex (some of) your elders, amuse (most of) your guests and garner you (a lot of) internet admiration. Unless your cake is that of the dead Tauntaun. That’s just creepy.

Visit Creativity Den’s post on Logos, logos, logos! for more.

$1 Random Loot from Razer

Razer is giving away random loot for $1 starting November 30th  at 00.01am (EST). That’s 9.00pm for you Californians. Among the products; mice, keyboards, headsets, and laptop sleeves.

Thanksgiving is upon us again and this year, I’m advocating for everyone to try something a little more adventurous than the traditional oven-roasted turkey. Introducing the latest in culinary creativity – the Turducken. A chicken stuffed in a duck stuffed in a turkey. It’s pure genius, it’s pure wholesome poultry goodness.

Click here for the recipe and instructions.

This endeavor takes a fair while, so I’m just taking this opportunity to make this “daily tidbit” count for a couple days while I go visit some of my buddies down in SoCal. Unfortunately, I’m not making any Turducken for them.

“Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need. We’re the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our great war is a spiritual war. Our great depression is our lives. We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars, but we won’t. We’re slowly learning that fact. And we’re very, very pissed off.” – Tyler Durden

…I have to add that though there are great wars going on now, and there was a great depression (early signs of an economic comeback now, but who knows?), the last couple sentences still ring true. We’re raised to have such unachievable aspirations that we’ve come to believe that anything less than super-stardom devalues our lives. Is it really a wonder that medication for depression is on the rise? Of course, over-prescription is a factor, but we can’t rule out the possibility that the rampant disillusionment of whole populations is a sign of our times.

Also, if Chuck Palahniuk wrote Fight Club later (say, 2000′s) it would probably have been, “We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars, and housewives with silicone in Armani dresses, but we won’t.”

Gizmodo: The Only List You Need for Black Friday Deals

Gizmodo has compiled this handy-dandy list of great deals for anything you could possibly think of (provided it is tech-related and isn’t completely inane and useless and dependent on impulse-buying tendencies like compressed gas keyboard cleaners/air cans) on their site so you can do the right thing and be ready before next week.

Oh, and by the way, newegg is offering a Cooler Master Elite 335 for only $30 (including free shipping)!! Get this now and thank me later.

Justin is a 29 year-old who lives with his 73 year-old dad. As with most dads, his dad exudes the wisdom of old sages – except that they’re so powerfully packed with sarcasm and humor that he’s got over 800,000 following his hilarious one-liners.

Some recent gems include:

• “Happy birthday, I didn’t get you a present…Oh, mom got you one? Well, that’s from me then too, unless it’s shitty.”
• “Son, no one gives a shit about all the things your cell phone does. You didn’t invent it, you just bought it. Anybody can do that.”
• “Oh please, you practically invented lazy. People should have to call you and ask for the rights to lazy before they use it.”
• “The baby will talk when he talks, relax. It ain’t like he knows the cure for cancer and he just ain’t spitting it out.”

Read more at http://twitter.com/shitmydadsays.

And no, I’m not referring to the rainbow hues. We geeks need to display our love for our favorite pixellated on-screen targets. Just like this person did.

PS: I have Space Invaders ice-cube trays. In case you wanted to know.

Wash away all sins with a soap dispenser guaranteed to pave your way to heaven with all its sudsy holiness. I suppose you could be a naughty rebel and fill it with hand lotion instead of soap, too.*Grin*

I wonder… if I used it, would I actually cease to exist? Washed away like the grime of society that I might be (or worse – am)? Looks like I need to buy this.