I’ve never been a big fan of the lottery. I think it’s because of that Shirley Jackson short story where the “winner” gets stoned to death, which seems to be what metaphorically happens when someone suddenly comes into a lot of money. But if there were any way to know that the lotto was fixed and you were guaranteed a win, I could maybe risk those fears. Perhaps that’s why villagers in northern Thailand have been consulting the magical vagina tree for clues? Keep reading »
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Last night’s episode of “Bachelor Pad”
should have been called “The One Where They Try and Give Each Other Mono.” See, this week’s big competition was a kissing contest — every Bach and Bachelorette had a turn at being blindfolded, as the opposite sex took turns kissing them with as much gusto and tongue as they could muster. Then the blindfolded one would vote on which person was the best kisser and so on. Basically, ABC is not even trying to stand in the way of these dorks sharing bodily fluids. Do they at least test them for herpes? Keep reading »
In The Girl Who Plays With Fire, the second book in the Stieg Larsson series, off-kilter heroine Lisbeth Salander blows major cash in an Ikea shopping spree (it is Sweden after all). Apartment Therapy has compiled (nearly) all of her purchases into this handy image based on the product details revealed in the book. The only thing we would have done differently is throw in a Billy’s Pan Pizza for fun (even though you can’t buy Lisbeth’s favorite frozen food at Ikea). [Apartment Therapy] Keep reading »