This is a very good start. I have a few more better names for things that I’d like to add. Coffee = Awake Juice. iPhone = Distraction Box. Chairs = Butt Buckets. Instagram = Photo Treasury. Hummus = Snack Sauce. I could really keep going with this all day but I have other things to do. I have to get back to browsing my Information Trap (Computer). [Pleated Jeans] [Art by Pleated Jeans]
During a recent interview with The Guardian, singer Marilyn Manson expressed his interest in “passing [his] demented genius on to some small thing who can set fire and breath profanity.” And doesn’t the world need another expletive spouting fire starter? Yes, it does. For those of you who weren’t following, Marilyn would like to procreate. He is currently dating photographer Lindsay Usich. But in case she doesn’t want to carry his spawn, we thought we’d provide backup. Marilyn says he goes for women who are “independent and creative,” but not too creative because he’s inclined to feel competitive and jealous. He also insists he’s not some sort of sexual deviant as we once thought. “I think I would laugh nervously in the face of a threesome. I’m shy. I’m the kind of person who turns the lights out.” We get it, Marliyn. You’re a prude. Taking all this into consideration, we came up with some ideas for who could provide the other half of the chromosomal equation for Marilyn’s small, demented, genius thing. Paging Paz de la Huerta. Are you available to make a thing? [Celebitchy]
Hollywood has gotten lazy, so these days, movie studios either remake movies, produce sequels to blockbusters, or adapt popular books into movies. Of the latter, many of these films don’t do justice to the original material, but a special, rare few actually improve upon the book and the story translates better to the screen. (There is a whole other category of books that were terrible and should not have been turned into movies, but that’s another subject and chart entirely.) So, should you see the movie or read the book? Here’s a short, fairly random list to refer to.
So many acts of cannibalism. So many of them involving bath salts. It can only mean one thing: The Zombie Apocalypse is up on us. My survival skills are pathetic, so I’ve mapped out all of the recent cases involving flesh-eating to determine where I should go to seek cover. Random acts of cannibalism seem to be moving from the south up the Eastern Seaboard with one isolated incident in Los Angeles (possibly). Save yourself! Go to Portland! Legend after the jump. Keep reading »
My friend Julieanne Smolinski and I came up with these important questions.