“If you just watch Skip Bayless without sound, the experience transforms itself into some sort of performance art: The Wiry, Shifty Man, A Study In Excess Motion. It makes you wonder how our culture evolved to the point that this man was deemed worthy and valued enough to be put on television. And that’s when you can’t hear what he’s saying. It’s enough to make you start questioning man’s ultimate purpose in the universe. I am dead serious about this: Set your DVR to record "First And 10" before you leave for work tomorrow, and then, when you get home, light a joint and watch it with the sound off. It will be a transcendental experience: You won’t be able to look away, and down down down the rabbit hole you will go. Ride the bus, tune in, drop out.”—Will Leitch, in this week’s Teh Humans (okay, it’s Ten Humans) Bayless is the most obvious contrarian blowhard of them all, the personification of every time-wasting troll that ever scoured the internet looking for someone to bait into a ridiculoud debate. And yet, he’s still paid to go on TV, because as Leitch insinuates… his crazy is hypnotic.
You’re at dinner with this person at a restaurant and they leave to go to the bathroom. And they’re gone just long enough so that when they come back, you have the opportunity to take them all in again. And you do.
Salon on odd families - It’s a review of two books, but you have to read if it comes with the tagline “She was living with a possible CIA agent stepfather; he was preparing for proletarian revolution in Pittsburgh”. REALLY.
Mills, Stranger in a Strange Land - I’ve been to Las Vegas, went with my family when I was EIGHTEEN. I wasn’t allowed anywhere close to the casino games, as I looked 3-4 years younger and couldn’t have fooled anyone with a fake ID. Went to the magic show featured in the billboard that Mills took a picture of, and I do believe in magic now! THE MAN LEVITATED A CAR ABOVE OUR HEADS, YOUR ARGUMENT IS INVALID.
It’s in the fine print of the diploma. Once you put on that robe, you lose wedgie privileges. So please, really, I don’t need double-handed wedgies happening to me anymore. I’m going to have nightmares of being stuffed in a filing cabinet at work now.
One of my pizza cohorts this weekend does not like pepperoni, but it’s my favorite. It changes the pizza game! So tasty and juicy, if you take all the pepperoni off of a pizza after it’s cooked, the pizza still retains pepperoni flavor from the juice. I can’t deny you, pepperoni.
My brother and his fiance might end up on STFUmarrieds one day. I hope when one of the older folks turns out for advice at the wedding, they say “son, tell her you love her as much as possible, hug her, care for her… but keep that garbage off facebook.”
Let’s say you believe that global warming is happening. This accounts for basically all of tumblr, so we move forward. You have cloth bags for grocery shopping, a bicycle, and you have a copy of Inconvenient Truth that you won’t part with. But you still feel that something is missing, something more that you can do to help the cause. Your ass pumps out an insane amount of toxic gas every day, and NOW, there is a solution!
Enter Subtle Butt, the product that will squash your queefs and mute your poots. Stench be gone! Oh, I could go on and on with this.
Am I the only one who says he doesn't have any clue what is going on in youngmanhattanite...
and doesn’t follow it?
No disrespect meant to the curators of the blog, but it’s like the big joke being that nobody has a clue what they’re talking about half the time, but gosh darn it, they’re going to give it a shot anyway.
how to call out the Rolling Stone gossip girl cover without coming off as anti-sex or a prude. honestly, i’m conflicted.
I’m not going to lie: the image is hot.
But really, RS, how un-original and lowest-common-denominator it is to exploit your subjects for titillation value alone. You just don’t see men as the stars of those kinds of images and for a reason - most professional men wouldn’t put up with that kind of objectification.
so yeah - mixed feelings.
No worries, the following month features a Seth Rogen/Jason Segel parody of the cover.
Following Tuesday’s unanimous vote, from now on, if you manage to get married someplace, we’ll not only recognize it here, but will stop making you jump through hoops to recognize both mothers as your children’s parents. You can put both names on birth certificates and everything.
PS - Not applicable to gay men. You still have to formally adopt. Sorry.
PPS - We’re still powerless to stop even mainstream news organizations, like NBC, from sexualizing every article that mentions lesbians, no matter how unrelated to their roles in overly ambitious, phallocentric, twice-the-woman, twice-the-fun male fantasies - evidenced by NBC running the above photo with this link.
That link is the most ridiculous thing I’ve seen in the last hour. Also: sorta NSFW.
This is the worst offender of trying to make something sound healthy… but it’s a load of taco meat and cheese with a couple of shredded lettuce pieces. If I piled candy, oreos, cookies, and sprinkles on ice cream and dressed it with chocolate sauce, would that be an ice cream salad? No, but that doesn’t stop me from believing it’s a healthy dairy meal. Add some cherries for your daily fruit intake!