November 2008
Bacon of the Month Club →
Want.
Late No More: iPhone Tells Us The Time Of The Next... →
Awesome, now if only I lived in a city with a subway.
Unplugged | The Most Moving Parts Ever in a... →
More stuff I want.
Apartment Therapy Unplugged | Japanese Instamatic... →
I want one of these…now.
Widescreen - YouTube Blog →
Youtube announces their new widescreen video player.
Kanye West’s Latest Acceptance Speech Does Not... →
Kanye compared himself to past legends at Lollapalooza this summer too. It’s amazing that he thinks he can even come close to touching The Beatles. And the award for biggest wanker goes to…
The Netflix Prize and the Case of the Napoleon... →
Stamp Your World With FAILS and WINS | FAIL Blog →
I Feel London - Josh Spear, Trendspotting →
Plots out places to go depending on your mood. Maybe I’ll try this when I’m in London next month. I suspect I’ll be clicking “hungover” pretty often.
Turbaconducken (Turducken Wrapped in... →
This is pretty nasty. Still, I’m going to go cook some bacon.
Chuck Klosterman reviews Chinese Democracy | The... →
I haven’t heard the new GnR album yet, but this is probably one of the best record reviews I’ve ever read.
MPR: Challenged ballots: You be the judge →
It’s amazing how some people are unable to fill in a dot. A few of these are tough, most are fairly straightforward in terms of voter intent. Looks like volunteers from both campaigns are being shady. On the above ballot, the Coleman campaign claims that there is an arrow pointing to his name, that’s quite the stretch. Similarly, there is a ballot that has a line striking through...
Miss at la Playa: The magic of make-up,... →
From Vogue Paris’ November issue. Eniko Mihalik models as if she is different ages, starting at 10 and ending at 60. Wow.
Artist Holly Andres Apparently the Victim of... →
Treehouses: Treehouse Restaurant Built Around... →
It’s treehouse day here @ MM.
Visual Movie Reviews | Flickr →
via Kottke
These are funny.
Books of The Times - In ‘Outliers,’ Malcolm... →
I like Gladwell’s pieces in the New Yorker occasionally, but he does appear to be completely full of shit most of the time.
