McSliders
Mini double cheeseburgers with chicken McNuggets for buns.
(submitted by CJ Colace)
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Yes, please.
07/02/2009
06/30/2009
» Gadget.brando.com.hk - T-Rex Lamp
OH MY GOD BUY ME THIS. (Thank you Lia)
06/30/2009
» 3G Speed And Reliability Results By City - PC World
Holy crap, look how awful those AT&T numbers are for New York City. As much as I want a new iPhone, performance like that gives me pause about whether or not shelling out all that service-plan cash is in any way worth it, especially since the single most disappointing thing about my EDGE iPhone has been its incredibly poor network reception, even for simple voice calls. GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER, AT&T.
06/28/2009
» The Ultimate Spy Plane | Arts & Culture | Smithsonian Magazine
I just found this interesting, what. Facts about the SR-71 Blackbird, preferred aerial conveyance of both the X-Men and Travis Morgan, the Warlord. [/nerd]
06/26/2009
» American Society for Velociraptor Attack Prevention
LITERALLY AMAZING. (Sent to me by Sam Kieth, who is also literally amazing.)
06/26/2009
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In the case of Cornell, I don’t know Chris. I do know what label he’s on now, and I do know who’s whispering in his ear. And heavily on the With Teeth album, I turned that record in and I would get back, “Hey you know, you might wanna… maybe we need to put some beats on this record.”
I’m not making this up. “What do you mean, beats?”
“Well, this urban thing is really taking off. You’ll get it in the club. You know, what if we had Dre or somebody…”
And the part of me that wants to be the open-minded artist says, “I’ll consider that.” I even went so far as Timbaland doing a— trying to do a— remix at Interscope’s dime of “Hand That Feeds”, which was laughably terrible. And when I turned in Year Zero, which I thought had the coolest beats I’ve ever come up with, I hear “Yeah, we need some cool beats.” It’s like, “You know what? Suck me.”
„ Pitchfork: Reznor Reveals Rejected Timbaland Remix06/26/2009
While I was on vacation, one of my coworkers stole my T-Rex off my desk. So I covered his desk in approximately 50 copies of these flyers. (It turns out he wasn’t actually the one who took it, but he WAS responsible for another prank played on me, so justice is served.)
06/25/2009
Michael Jackson
This is an unsatisfying resolution: there was no successful comeback, no redemption, no elder statesman period, not even a blaze of glory to go out on, just a middle-aged heart attack. But at the same time, we are in some sort of end times of all he represents. The world of celebrity journalism and gossip seems to have hit rock bottom, self-sustaining on a steady diet of nothing, running on the fumes of a system totally contained within their walls and unconnected with any sort of exterior fame.
I thought about this myself: in a way, I’m hopeful that just maybe this could be the end of the snake eating its own tail, of a change in how we think about celebrities as something to stare at and pester and hound to death. This man was killed by celebrity, as tiresomely po-mo as it is to say it. Honestly, I don’t know how to feel about the whole thing. The man was as close as celebrities get to a homeless person: something so awful that you have to wall yourself off from it, or the feelings the sight inspires are just too unbearable.
For a long time now I’ve been saying that I quite honestly hoped he would die, because it just seemed like there was nothing left in his life to live for. His health problems (whether externally or internally caused) left him unable to sing and dance, his financial and legal problems left him without credibility or options, and his fame left him unable to ever live a human life as we understand it. It’s entirely possible that he did some truly awful things in his lifetime, but at the very least the seeming hell that was his continued existence is over now. Not that that’s in any way a happy note to end on. Poor bastard.
06/21/2009
06/20/2009
06/19/2009
This is pretty much the fruitiest thing I’ve seen in my entire life.
06/18/2009
OK, folks, I’m off to the happiest place on Earth until Tuesday night. As always, don’t be too entertaining while I’m gone, or I’ll feel left out! Laterz.
06/18/2009
06/18/2009
06/17/2009
GPOYT/W: There’s Nothing I Love More Than A Haircut Edition
