Public whistling is unacceptable unless you’re a children’s show host. It’s like not flushing the toilet – do you hate me that much? How do you justify forcing me to look at your shit/hear you whistle?
I associate the combination of orange shag, heavy blinds, and linoleum tile with child abuse.
Spike Jonze’s new rabbit hole commercial for the Adidas Tron shoe is enchanting.
Why are organized stretching classes effeminate?
In an augural technological turn, Rosie O’Donnell has blog.
Watch M83’s video for “Don’t Save Us From the Flames” and ghost over a metropolis.
I’m only revolting to Bright Eyes’ “Old Soul Song (For The New World Order)”.
“Nothing is more revolting than the majority; for it consists of few vigorous predecessors, of knaves who accommodate themselves, of weak people who assimilate themselves, and the mass that toddles after them without knowing in the least what it wants”
-Goethe
