I probably could have written the Modern Love essay, Exit Left, Wordlessly, in this past Sunday’s New York Times. Not that I could have penned it better than writer Aimee Lee Ball, just that I have a story which is frighteningly similar. Ball’s tale is about breaking up with a man only to have him resurface eight years later for round two. But instead of the happy ending that would ensue in Rom-Com Land, after a few months of “too good to be true” dating, the man disappeared from her life without explanation. “No message. No note,” she says. I refer to this dating phenomenon as ghosting — when a man disappears without a trace.
“Ambiguous loss” as Ball calls it, is a particularly heinous and cruel way to have a relationship end because you’re left without any indication of what might have gone wrong.”[It's] unfinished business, without closure or understanding,” Ball explains. Keep reading »
There’s nothing quite as sexy as a guy who knows what’s important in life; people not things. He’s not homeless, he’s a gainfully employed dude famous for his devout minimalism. Andrew Hyde a technology consultant, started his quest to simplify his life by challenging himself to make due with only 100 possessions (socks and underwear not included). It felt so good, that he decided to eliminate even more of his belongings until he he owned only 15 items. Some of Andrew’s essentials include a backpack (which fits all of his things), running shoes, toiletry kit, a MacBook Air and an iPhone. Impressive, Andrew! I wonder he’s willing to make room for one more thing; an available women who hates getting rid of stuff and is admittedly a bit of a toiletry hoarder. I could probably learn a lot from this guy. That, and Andrew’s 15 items would fit so effortlessly into a small corner of my apartment. No giving up any closet space! [Oddity Central]
So, this is the thing that’s getting me through this frigid Monday. [Happy MLK Jr. Day, by the way! -- Editor] This purple paradise exists somewhere. Specifically, in Utah. Sure, I’m not physically there. But just knowing I could go to there if I absolutely needed to and the purple flowers would be there waiting for me is enough. Pair this image with my third cup of coffee and pictures from the Golden Globes and it’s on. Let’s do this, Monday! [Buzzfeed]
Now this is a toilet. Created by designer and programmer Milos Paripovic as a “satire” product, the iPoo is an Apple PT (personal toilet). In Milos’ words, it has “exactly the same function as any other toilet and costs twice as much.” Milos may find this funny, but I find Apple products superior. An ergonomic bottom design? A urine splatter-proof toilet seat? A flush button? I think Milos has accidentally invented something great. I want one. Click here for larger image. [Geek System]
Getting close to another person requires giving up some of your personal space. Coupledom can be wonderful, but it can also be confining at times. Japanese artist, Photographer Hal explored the too close for comfort dynamic in his photo series “Flesh Love,” featuring vacuum-packed couples. Spooning has never looked so uncomfie. How are they even breathing? Click through to see some more of the airtight pairs featured in the series. Check out the full “Flesh Love” series here. [Laughing Squid]
According to some research done by the karaoke website Lucky Voice, Adele is 2011′s karaoke queen. Her track “Someone Like You” accounted for 14 percent of all karaoke sung. And if people weren’t belting that one, 25 percent of them were singing some other Adele ditty. And not as well as she does, I presume. But that’s the fun of karaoke. The worse your pitch, the better. I have never ventured into Adele karaoke territory. Maybe next time, I’ll add “Rolling In The Deep” to my roster. I think I could kill it. After the jump, the Frisky staffers’ preferred karaoke song lists. Because everyone has a go-to karaoke song(s). What’s yours? [Daily Mail UK] Keep reading »