Ever wished you could to go bed and dream about exactly what you want? The two 30-year-old inventors behind the Remee sleep mask say you can. Here’s how it supposedly works: The $95 mask contains six red LED lights that are apparently bright enough to grab your brain’s attention while you slumber, yet dim enough to allow you to keep sleeping. Via a website, you set a pattern for the lights to follow when you enter REM sleep—the stage that features the most dreaming, the Daily Mail UK reports. Read more…
You guys, this is a culinary creation called Cupcakewurst. What is Cupcakewurst, you ask? Well, it’s cupcake batter stuffed into a sausage casing, grilled, and served on a long doughnut with raspberry sauce “ketchup.” It’s definitely creative; it also definitely makes me want to barf. Would you be brave enough to take a bite? [Buzzfeed]
Oh, Desmond Hatchett, I thought what we had was special, but alas, so did 11 other women. The results of your smooth moves and shocking virility? You’ve fathered 30 children over the past 14 years, and now you’re in court requesting a break from child support payments. I guess I can’t really blame you, because even though some of your kids only receive $1.49 a month, when you’re making minimum wage, that’s gotta add up fast. But remember back in 2009, when you told an interviewer you were done having kids, and then you had nine more? What happened there? Is there a massive condom shortage in Knoxville, Tennessee? Were you trying to break the county record (which you did, by the way)? I have to admit that I’m kind of impressed. There is a good chance you’re a modern day god of fertility mingling with mortals for fun. But still, we’re breaking up. [LA Times]
Dear Dude Who Was Kicked Out Of Manhattan’s Blue Ruin Bar For Eating A Salad In The Bathroom,
Where have you been all my life? Finally, someone who understands the simple pleasure of eating leafy greens in the serenity of a lavatory. I love to take my salad breaks in the bathtub. Like the bartender who kicked you out of the men’s room before you had a chance to finish your salad (what was in it, by the way?), friends and acquaintances have expressed disbelief, even repulsion, that I would want to eat my veggies whilst lounging in the tub. But fuck them, soulmate of mine. Come on over to my house — I have a toilet seat with your name on it. I’ll draw a hot bath — perhaps I won’t even make you avert your eyes — and we can clink forks before drowning out the haters with the loud crunch of romaine hearts and cucumber slices. I’m getting hot just thinking about it. All I ask is that you bring the dressing. I prefer balsamic vinegar-based.
See you soon, I hope,
“I was at the White House with my family and we were getting a tour. Barack and Michelle and Sasha and Malia and me and Jada and the kids, we’re walking through the White House. The night before, Jaden had said to me, ‘Dad, I gotta ask the president about the aliens.’ And I said, ‘Dude, no. No, it’s not cool. It’s not cool, it’s embarrassing.’ I was, like, ‘Jaden, DO NOT ask the president.’”
Will Smith is completely endearing on BBC Radio 1 describing a visit to the White House with his family. Which I guess is a perk of being a movie star?
But do adolescent boys mind their fathers when it comes to the important matter of the existence of extraterrestrial life? No, they do not. Find out what happened, after the jump. Keep reading »