It’s swimsuit season! If your backside puckers like it just ate a lemon, Make Lemonade!
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From the category archives:
Wack Art
A man stands at a street corner with his partner, waiting for the light to change. He notices a flyer stapled to phone pole. “Awesome! The HoneyWagon Music Fest is this weekend!” The partner steps around the phone pole, and sees a flyer, too. “Oh.”
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An article came out recently in the New York Times about women in the workplace. Has there been a feminist regression in the last fifteen years? Why are women working/earning/living less large now than in other decades since the feminist revolution? The author, Stephanie Coontz, sets out to answer these questions, using lots of illuminating [...]
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The cheapest home renovation I know of is totally free. Here’s how to do it: put things “out of place.” In my architecture practice, I call it Recession Chic™. It’s the design version of a Staycation. Start by lifting framed pictures off their hooks and moving them to different spots. Your eye will ka-boing like [...]
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bs. Can you guess what I just wrote? Bear with me, I’m trying to outrun the pornbots. Especially the international ones spamming me with ads for discount ED drugs. Such as the following promo, disguised as a comment on this blog: A number of developments go in and out in the trend bridesmaid apparel [...]
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It’s August: time for a burnt-out, weed-filled, overgrown Garden Grand Slam! Thanks to Sponsor Boo Radley Yard Mainenance.
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People in town have been stressed out about a recent string of residential burglaries. Here’s a quick tutorial on how to improve your home security quickly and inexpensively.
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The Grammys…the Oscars…every year the televised awards shows hook me with their “In Memoriam” montages. Photographs of celebrities and industry leaders flash by, while an artist sings a live, heart-rending standard like “I’ll be Seeing You.” This year’s Oscar performance of “What a Wonderful World” by Esperanza Spalding was transcendent. If she could have heard [...]
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