This is a page from a text book published in 1962 titled, When You Marry. The book has been scanned and is available for viewing in horror here. And to think that our pinko, Muslim mixed-race president was born just one year prior to the publication of this book! Click through to view this entire ridiculous thing. Read more »
Twitter gives the world access to people’s most mundane details and it’s amazing how many women love to announce to the world that, yes, they’re on the rag. Here are today’s brave, bloated over-sharers. Read more »
Cutting his typographic work in wood, Chicago-based artist Sighn uses common expressions, hoping to resonate with viewer’s emotions.The pieces tend to deliver a hug, a pat on the back, or a chuckle, he says of his prolific collection of carvings, which include a solid wood cutout of the words, in a limited edition of one million. Alongside a special set from this ongoing endeavor, expected to finish in only 60 years, the artist will be exhibiting a new series on Friday in Dumbo: gravestones adorned with fatal last words. “When All Is Said & Done” will open from 6 to 9 PM and remain on view through November 16th at Possible Projects, 68 Jay Street #510.
Well, you better enjoy these letters from The Hipster Grifter while you can, because according to Kari Ferrell, she could be out of the slammer and back on the streets of New York City real soon! In her latest correspondence, she talks about the possibility of obtaining freedom, riding bikes, and more press opportunities. Plus she sent a bonus photo. Read more »
Oh Jonathan Ames. I do heart him. His wacky antics are a perpetual source of amusement and inspiration, perhaps never more so than a couple of weeks ago when he searched for people on Twitter willing to let him come over to their place so he could watch Bored to Death, the show he writes for HBO, because he doesn’t own a TV. Now HBO, in an effort to spare Ames from having to tweet-grovel in the future for access to a television with premium cable, has bought him a TV, news Ames shared with the world this morning on Twitter, naturally. Read more »
Cooking show queen Rachael Ray was at P.S. 89 in Tribeca on Monday to promote healthy lunch alternatives for school kids and during the press conference a roach sprinted across the counter. Luckily, her publicist, who is obviously well trained in these matters, did what publicists do best and “made a beeline for the bug and swatted it away – right in front of a Daily News reporter.” |NYDN|
Hey remember that Northwest Airlines flight that overshot it’s destination (Minneapolis) by 150 miles last week and everyone thought that the pilots were asleep at the wheel? Well, as it turns out, they weren’t asleep at the wheel or fighting or giving each other handjobs or anything else scandalous, but were innocently surfing the internet on their laptops instead. Well isn’t that comforting? Read more »
Save The Boobs month continues worldwide, as we make another stop north of the border for Rethink Breast Cancer. To help promote next month’s Breast Fest Film Festival in Toronto, ad agency Juniper Park created this :30 spot, “Feel up.” Jump for the video, which was shot in Toronto’s Fox Theatre. You’ll feel the punchline coming before you can say “second base.” Notice the watch style, and, well, that they had to cast a woman with pretty thick wrists to make the gag work. Raising awareness of breast cancer is fine and dandy. But I wonder what women who’ve been afflicted with the disease think of all this jiggling and grade school humor being used for such a deadly serious topic? Previous Breast Cancer Awareness Month post: The Blob Attacks Auckland! Read more »
A San Diego man who sneaked a paper bag filled with his own feces into court and then smeared it all over his lawyer’s face and threw the rest at the jury has been sentenced to 31 years in prison for robbery. He was also ordered to pay $129 in restitution to a juror to replace the juror’s briefcase, which was unfortunately hit by a mound of flying feces. |San Diego Union Tribune|
Hey remember John McCain? The bumbling old prick who was so desperate to be president that he hitched his wagon to Trixie Klondyke, Alaskan Warrior Princess? Well he’s back, and he’s here to save the internet from the government! Or so he says. Yes, the man who claimed during the campaign that he’d never sent a single email in his life is suddenly VERY interested in the internet, so interested that he’s proposed a bill called “The Internet Freedom Act,” a piece of legislation that would, interestingly, do the opposite of what its title claims it would do. It’s sort of calling a bill designed to give tax breaks to ass-rapists for each act of ass-rape they commit, the “Freedom from Ass-Rape” bill. Read more »
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