A quick lesson.

Serious: http://postsecret.blogspot.com/ Funny: http://postrejects.blogspot.com/

Ocean's 14

Citibank got scammed by a Nigerian money launderer, under the guise of an Ethiopian bank. $27 million dollars later they decide to check out where the money requests came from-- and the answer sure as hell ain't Ethiopia! (Although, as we all know, Africa is just one large country made up of third-world, blood-thirsty, ignorant Black people, so I guess, technically Nigeria and Ethiopia are the same place...) Nice work crazy Nigerian dude! I mean, while it's no e-mail from the Prince scamming nice Mid-Western grandmas out of $20, you still did a good job. Check plus. http://www.nytimes.com/2009/02/21/nyregion/21scam.html

I LOVE YOU

This is not the best one ever. By any means. (I would like to argue that they are not even high. Posers.) But it is still Pot Psychology back from a long hiatus.
How Should I Talk To My Daughter About Masturbation? from Pot Psychology on Vimeo.

Who knows?!

Thank you Senator John McCain for twittering what much of the sexually active world (and Wilson House Smithies) were thinking. What this is telling you, people, is that Cletus [our unofficial Smith-dorm mascot, a taxidermy beaver] is totally hard to work with. And one hell of an expensive date. Or maybe he is referring to Cindy and her need to adopt (omg!) little brown babies without consulting him. Those painkillers and the beaver-laden wives that fiend for them sure cost a lot! http://gawker.com/5161777/john-mccain-doesnt-know-how-to-manage-a-beaver

This creeps me out.

I'm not sure why, but I think I am frightened by this photo. Maybe because he looks like he is climbing down from some Mt. Sinai-esque place with some sort of God-storm going on in the heavens. Maybe because I am sort of over the Obama=Jesus game. Maybe because Air Force One is painted blue and baby blue (why?!). Maybe because I just am, alright?! Leave me alone! http://gawker.com/5161842/obama-descending

Finally! The world is catching on!

BLANKETS WITH SLEEVES = THE DEMISE OF HUMANKIND. thank you.

OMG. Literally.

Jesus is awesome, ironic, funny and fucking insane. Who doesn't need their very own cruxificion nail that reads "Sorry, Jesus"? [scroll to the bottom of the page] Too inept or hormonally challenged to grow facial? Jesus can help! This is a crucial resource for the failing youth of America. How did I not know about this while teaching?

Arts and Crafts, Bitches!

Cube Craft Thank you Matt, this may have changed my life. I plan on creating an entire Super Mario Brothers scene in my cubicle. THIS is why color printers were invented. My mistake. Their original purpose was probably to print pictures of Jean Claude Van Damme, but a printer's work has evolved into something less purposeful and only slightly more crafty.

Birthday List: Part Two

Dear friends, I will be moving to an unknown somewhere in August/September to head to law school. Coincidentally my birthday is at the very beginning of September. Also coincidentally, I would like to be receiving this around that same time. Thanks. Love, Hannah P.S. Please ship this to my home address, I don't think the mailroom would be too happy to receive it.

This is art.

Absolutely. http://www.passiveaggressivenotes.com/2009/02/06/untitled-broken-glass/

Oh domestic violence, you crack me up!

Discounts on tanktops to convicted wife-beaters? Now that's a good joke! The dude who did something about the unfunniness of that situation? You ruined any chance Chris Brown ever had of getting another endorsement deal. What kind of inconsiderate asshole are you?

Wildlife

I went to Alaska for my aunt's wedding when I was 8 or so. I spent the entire time on a mission to see a moose. I did not see one. But I saw many caribou and soon became obsessed with them. So obsessed that that October I decided that I would be a caribou for Halloween. Excellent. My mom borrowed the X-mas reindeer antlers from her office party planning committee and voila, an instant costume! All fine and good until I dragged my dorky ass to the neighbors' houses and every single one thought I was a reindeer (not sure if the jingle bells hanging off the antlers gave that away or what). That would probably be ok for other children, but not me! I would politely correct the adult every time and inform them that no, I was actually a caribou. They would nod politely and most likely make fun of me after closing the door. My caribou costume: epic fail. Alas, all this to say, if I were an elk (NOT the same as a caribou! Remember that, people!), this is what I would end up doing: http://www.thedenverchannel.com/news/18793588/detail.html#-

If they recreated the dude hitting the motor thingy then this wins me over

I am unclear on whether this is kind of awesome or so ridiculous that it is scary. (I think I secretly wish I had been there...) From In Touch Magazine, via Jezebel.

Born Into Brothels

http://jezebel.com/5160137/no-happy-hollywood-endings-for-born-into-brothels-star A) This was an excellent documentary about a woman who gave children of sex workers in India cameras and let them be artists (and children) for the first time. In the end many children were given scholarships and much help to keep them either in the U.S. or out of the sex trade. Not all children took these offers. And the ending is a mixed bag of happiness and worry. B) My mom told me we were going to watch a comedy she got from Netflix. This movie is what she put in the DVD player. She is a liar. C) More importantly this is a slightly uplifting update given that many of the children appear to have stayed out of the slums and the sex trade and in fact have gone on to live "successful" lives. D) Except for Preeti. Which is horrifying. E) And the unnamed woman who appears who have disappeared while work for an NGO. Scary. F) Anyway, you should watch the movie. And worry about these kids. And maybe do something to help. (That is mostly a reminder to me...)

OMG

I love that every time I open my blog I see a picture of Kenneth The Page. I love him. I love that he is Tracy Jordan's work-wife. I love that he cares about vegetables. I love that he can clog. I love that he refuses to steal cable TV. He's just excellent. That is all.

Jesus: he sure does love you.

For some reason this made me smile. Maybe because the kid was going to practice safe sex (clearly without a supportive parent telling her to do so). Maybe because the mom is fucking insane. Maybe because I pictured Sarah Palin doing this. I don't know what it was, but it's funny. http://www.fmylife.com/sex/126669

More graphs! More fun!

Speech Wars has tallied the number of times presidents since the late-1700s have said different words in both their inaugural and state of the union speeches. Check out the "word clouds." I found the McCain/Obama election speech comparisons really interesting. Freakonomics introduced this to me. And now I am sort of obsessed. Check out their discoveries. Like the fact that Obama is the first president to ever say "drapes" and "laundry."

This frightens me

Kenneth? Kenneth the NBC Page? Is that you? Jesus Christ, that rebuttal speech by Bobby Jindal is so dead-on that it could be one of the better 30 Rock scenes. But, sadly, it's not. Please tell me this man is just a shitty public speaker and that they plan on hiring him a speechwriter next time he is allowed to talk. Preferably one who is not an SNL alum. My mother was 4 months pregnant. I was what the insurance industry calls a "pre-existing condition!" How was that not written by Tina Fey?

"I almost blue myself" in excitement!

FINALLY!

Beautiful. Art. Wow.

This is freaking amazing. I want to know more. http://gawker.com/5159897/the-crevasse-awesome-legal-street-art