Archive for August, 2011
You guys, my girlfriend is so crazy. No, really — she is! It’s okay, though; she doesn’t mind me saying it, ’cause I call her “O Best Beloved” on the blog and drop lots of other oblique references to her favorite Kipling story (How the Camel Got His Hump). (Apologies to Linda Grimes, who does [ READ MORE ]
So one thing led to another and I’m reading Infinite Jest again. But don’t let’s worry about the how or why — you want to get to the contest part. Right? Right. Infinite Jest, for those of you unfamiliar, is a 1996 novel by David Foster Wallace. It’s about families, substance abuse, American consumer culture, [ READ MORE ]
MORE MISANTHROPOLOGY101 THAN EVER! Misanthropology101 has stuck to a M-W-F update schedule since I started it (give or take the occasional vacation and/or computer crisis), a feat that I’m reasonably proud of. Starting this week, we’re going to see whether it can cut it as a daily (weekdays) blog instead. MA101 will update five days [ READ MORE ]
Well, in the good news column, I’m happy to say that some larger news outlets are finally covering the links between “Go Topless Day” and the Raelian movement. Both the Huffington Post and our cousins across the pond at the Daily Mail managed to sniff out the Topless Day/Raelian connection (through the dedicated research work [ READ MORE ]
Ladies and gentlemen, Misanthropology101 is breaking this story. We believe we are the first to connect all the dots, and we fully expect to be shut down by the authorities any second now. For the love of God, help get the word out: Women’s breasts are alien superweapons, and they are causing earthquakes RIGHT THIS [ READ MORE ]
Now, I’m no expert in veterinary medicine. But apparently cats sometimes have trouble pooping? Just like us, I guess, or at least like those of us who solve the problem by dragging our poopy butts around the floor like someone making a finger-painting that involves neither “fingers” nor “paint.” Happily, this remains (so far) a [ READ MORE ]
I get it. You’re upset. Or maybe you’re happy; it doesn’t actually seem to make much difference. Politics are divided now, right? Zero-sum, winner-take-all, no-compromise electoral slugfests: pick a team and fucking root for them, or get the hell out of the stadium and find a different game. I can live with all that. It’s [ READ MORE ]
Gaaah. The blog’s famous again? No, stop that. I’m busy this week. Who keeps putting those links up? I kid. It’s actually very flattering. I’m glad people are enjoying this little corner of the web enough to share it with their friends. But this really is a very busy week for me, so why don’t [ READ MORE ]
Every state fair has one: the “Varied Industries Building,” the “Exposition Center;” the “Avenue of Infomercials.” Okay, maybe no one actually calls it that last one. But that’s what they are — long, high-roofed buildings filled with temporary stalls for vendors selling everything from waxes that you add to your jacuzzi water to soften your [ READ MORE ]
Let me start this out by saying that I have nothing but respect for Google’s “invitation” system of letting everyone in the fucking world into their services. Remember when Gmail was new? You had to know someone to get in on that shit. Putting an @gmail.com address on your business cards meant that you were [ READ MORE ]
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