mon.thly.info lets you keep track of your menstrual cycles; it's free, simple to use, easy on the eyes, and once you've put enough data into it, gives you data about your cycles and warns you by email when your next period is about to hit. I think the only way it could be better is if it delivered tampons, put my heating pad in the microwave and massaged my feet.
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Which is more awesome: the Fantasy Critical Mass Hand Daggers on the left ("the Ultimate in hand protection" for $95) or the scorpion-like Fantasy Death Stalker Knife on the right (surely a bargain at $69)? I can't decide.
Carl Zimmer's Science Tattoo Emporium: "Underneath their sober lab coats and flannel shirts, scientists hide images of their scientific passions. Here they are revealed to all." [ via PixelFish ]
I put off reading The GQ Q&A: Keith Richards for a few days, which I came to regret after getting to the seventh paragraph, in which we learn that he wears purple Uggs. Let me repeat that: Keith Richards wears purple Uggs. Things just keep getting better and better the further you go—and I mean that non-ironically, you hipster asshole. This is seriously one of my favorite interviews of all time.
I have a confession to make, something that's been churning inside me for a long time, waiting to be let out. There is a truth that needs to be told and that truth is this: I kind of really, really love Céline Dion.
One sleepless night years ago I watched Oprah's behind-the-scene special of her Vegas show right before it opened and I realized that, as Rich of FourFour put it recently after watching her DVD special, she is "a fucking spaz. There's almost a druggy effect due to her aforementioned goody-goody rep: watching this stuff, I felt high because I could not believe that boring old Céline was capable of being such a ball of weirdness. Her M.O.R. reputation is hilarious because she is, in fact, all over the road." If you cannot imagine this, and believe me I understand why because I was once like you, all will become clear after watching this clips reel he put together:
Right? She crazy! You might not ever want to hear the Titanic theme ever again—no one does—but you can't tell me that that is not a person whose goofiness you'd find endearing if you met her in the flesh.
P.S. Like Rich, my love does not extend to her music except for two songs—a good pop song is a good pop song, and I keep it real. The title of this entry gives the first away, feel free to speculate on the second one or confess your own affection in the comments.
P.P.S. If you too have love in your heart, you will find the Céline Dion Workout parody pleasing.
From Deluxe: How Luxury Lost Its Luster by Dana Thomas:
I was taken to a room I had read about often. It is officially Miuccia Prada's office, and it is as stark and contrived as her designs: poured concrete, a slew of orange and yellow molded plastic Eames chairs; and, sticking up in the center of the floor, a metal tube slide - by artist Carsten Höller - that runs three floors down to the parking lot and is titled The Slide No. 5. Prada has whizzed down it when asked to by reporters.
If the name Carsten Höller seems familiar, it's probably because you saw photos of the crazy amazing slides he installed at London's Tate Modern in 2006. Note to self: if you ever become a Lex Luthor-type, make sure to commission your own Höller office slide.
Nikola Tesla mad for science and the ladies mad for Nikola Tesla. I keep forgetting how much I love this and then I see it on some random site and fall in love all over again. Now it's your turn.
Alexyss Tylor, on the importance of Vagina Power: "Cause if we are in a lower level of it, and we hooked on the penis power, and this man won't even buy you some shrimp from Long John Silver's - and what, that plate, what, $2.99?" (Thank you MetaFilter users for partial transcripts.)
I would very much like to live at 92 Jane Street, please. "The building's interior organization is driven by its unique south facing rear yard which is enclosed by blind 35 foot high walls, creating a condition of total privacy. This allows the rear façade to be completely transparent. It also makes a private outdoor room that serves as an extension of the living and dining spaces; entry to it is across a marble slab that bridges a reflecting pond."
If you had a hundred fifty grand, Ecto 1 could be your winged steed, your chariot of fire. Or hey, five years at a 7% interest rate and she's yours for a monthly payment of $2970.14. [ thanks, Jballz! ]
Chicken Fried Bacon. Its inventor, Frank Sodolak of Sodolak’s Original Country Inn in Snook, TX, is my culinary hero of the year. [ via jimfl del.icio.us ]
Borat wearing a neon green banana thong at Cannes. A few months old, I know, but worth seeing again now that the summer's winding down.
"If you catch someone dancing by themselves to a song, you have to tape it and post it on the Internet. Even if it is your mom." Stephen Sysak caught his mom dancing to Natasha Bedingfield's Unwritten. I love that she knows the words to it! So cute. [ via Get Excited ]