My inner Beavis is dancing. Especially after seeing this video on “I Fucking Love Science” today: While I’ve seen reactions sorta like it before, I don’t think they’ve had all quite the fiery spectacle element of this thing that looks like the kraken being released from the ninth circle of hell. My only gripes are that I wish that it lasted longer, I wish the seemingly sentient octupal ash monster.. Read More
Versace versus F.U. flip-flops
Who cares what you wear when you’re a billionaire? Better yet – is the non-caring what makes self-made successful people… successful? The opening scene of Clueless always felt like a cuter version of what we all go through in our heads upon opening the closet doors in the morning. Does it match? Is it right for today? How did my crotchless chaps get from the dungeon up to my daytime.. Read More