When it comes to celebrities, there’s a very fine line between their professional lives and personal lives. It seems like everything that should remain sacred and private is often aired out for public consumption and judgment, whether they asked for it or not. Some people sell their wedding photos to People for millions of dollars, others open up to journalists about personal family drama, and there are plenty of people who are simply living their day-to-day lives when something happens and the whole world is right there watching, gawking and passing judgment. Some argue that being a public figure— an actor, musician, politician or otherwise— is an invitation for the world to become voyeurs into your personal life, but I disagree. Just because they make movies, play guitar, sing in a band or own a company doesn’t mean they’ve lost all expectancy for human decency and their right to privacy. Celebrities are people with feelings, emotions, regrets and hopes just like the rest of us, which is why it bothers the hell out of me that I can’t look past their cheating scandals and just accept them for being human. Keep reading »
Should there ever be a zombie apocalypse, I’m getting the hell out of New York City. Real-estate website Trulia has just saved us all some trouble by letting us know which U.S. Cities would be the worst places to seek refuge should the dead rise and revolt, and the city that topped the chart may surprise you! Survivability was calculated using the these criteria: highest walk score, lowest hardware store density, highest hospital density, and most congestion. Basically, hospitals will have lots of weak victims, hardware stores have lots of zombie-killing tools, the more people who live in an area the harder it is to leave, and if you’re on any kind of island, you’re screwed. Check out the map after the jump to see if you should pack up and peace out before the zombies come. Keep reading »
Give me chocolate and alcohol, and we’ve just become new best friends. Put the chocolate IN the alcohol, and I will marry you. Help me to celebrate National Chocolate Day on October 28 by saying “cheers” with some yummy mocha and coco cocktails. Sweet and rich enough to be desserts, we’ve included 13 different recipes for both hot and cold drinks so you can sip on whatever it is that tickles your fancy. Cheers!
When people wake up on the wrong side of bed, bad things happen. Unfortunately, for a group of tourists visiting San Francisco, their sightseeing tour guide (who happens to be incredibly racist) was one of those people. Apparently, it was this woman’s last day on the job, and she just could not hold in her angst anymore, so she used her emcee powers to drop tonsss of f-bombs about everything in Chinatown that pisses her off, from “preschools and your little preschoolers” to “your markets with your turtles and your frogs.” Naturally, she’s also flailing around a bottle of something that I can only assume would burst into flames if a lit match were to come within four-feet of her. Towards the end of the tour, she starts a “Fuck Chinatown” chant, and people actually start clapping and JOIN IN before she ends on an unexpected note, yelling “GO GIANTS!” Some poor German tourist got the whole thing on video and probably went back to her country vowing to never visit America again. Stay classy, San Francisco. [Gawker]
Zach Galifianakis should get some kind of award for “Between Two Ferns,” because his ability to keep a straight face and stay in character while insulting A-listers is absolutely astonishing. During this episode, Zach had Brad Pitt on the show who he kept calling “Benjamin Buttons” and even asked how hard it is to keep a sun tan since he’s “living in his wife’s shadow.” On top of that, he asked how he felt when he first laid eyes on Angie and if it was anything like how Ross felt for Rachel on “Friends,” before proceeding to play the show’s theme song, making Brad as humanly uncomfortable as possible. Check it out, and I dare you not to laugh.