Romanian Pop Stars.
Listen, I don’t know much about Romanian popstars. I’ll admit that. But when I saw these pics of Romanian popstar Alexandra Stan, clad in denim panties, performing live, I had to investigate.
What I love about pop stars from other countries is that they seem like they’re out of some other, undefined era. It could be the 80s, with the saxophone player clad in Mom jeans, or it could be the 90s, with the horridly overdone hair and jean panties. The blazer plus jean panties evokes the 70s. But holy shit, you haven’t heard the song yet.
Fuck E.T.
There’s only one thing I’m still child-like, heebie-jeebies afraid of in this world: aliens. Specifically, E.T.
Someone made this for me a few years ago, because people are jerks.
Why am I terrified of E.T.?
Blame my parents.
Gynomite’s Reading Room!
Undetweetable- this evil service caches people’s tweets so they can’t be deleted, as long as you were already following that person.
The contracts for Real World cast members are degrading, insane, and have probably saved MTVs asses many times. I yearn for the days when Real World meant flirtation and intense and interesting conversations about race.
This was a helpful read- ten things not to say to a depressed person. Listen up, because chances are you know at least one person who is depressed.
Please enjoy the badass 1984 Madonna schooling either Hall or Oates on the importance of music videos as a medium. This is why she’s a legend, kids, and this is why MTV was so important.
Some kind of divining rod.
I was already too old for Emily the Strange when she her stuff started showing up in stores around 1997, but as a punky messy trying-too-hard goth girl, you can’t help but feel some kinship to a product that seems to be aimed directly at you. Kinship and a sneaking suspicion that you’re being made fun of.
Here’s the brief list of “Emily” stuff I owned:
Please enjoy this trailer for Tosh Porn 0, the Tosh.0 parody.
It actually looks like the pron stars are having fun, and look out for a special cameo from comedian Brendon Walsh!
Tori Amos Phase
If you’re in your late 20s/early 30s and a female, you’ve probably gone through a Tori Amos phase.
It’s a phase characterized by deep thoughts, budding feminism, righteous anger, and poetic ramblings, and it often happens to girls when they are teenagers. Teenage girls who, in the 90s, felt weirdly disenfranchised and cutified (but I don’t want to wear barrettes in my hair!) to the point of not mattering, felt like their emotions could only be expressed in dumb, riot-grrrrl fashion.
Gynomite’s Reading Room!
For people who have literally no imagination, try Book By You. BookByYou will, at your behest, shoehorn you into a book like Vampire Kisses by having you select “the heroine, hero and heroine’s best friend – and even your dog or cat! Vampire Kisses is 175 pages, professionally bound, with over 26 characteristics to personalize making it a gift that is truly unique and sentimental. A gift that will be cherished forever.”
I’m obsessed with the Vidocq Society. Please go read all about them, and find out how Danny Devito is involved.
Here’s a hilarious experiment with a man who went for too many birthdays on Facebook.
My pal Mike Rosenstein came up with a Tumblr that I named because I am punny- please enjoy Exit Through the Gif Shop. It is rad.
If you ever want to eat sushi ever again, do not watch this. Seriously. And never use soy sauce again.
How do you feel about Imitation Whipped Cream Flavored Vodka? Good? Then enjoy Pinnacle. (Recipes from their site)
Pinnacle: We Make Vodka for Children.
This fish gives mustache rides.
Russian school kids get to take their school photos in front of a chalkboard that they can draw on, and the results are adorable. Had this been done in my high school, it just would have been a bunch of kids proclaiming their love of ICP.
This is a fantastic interview with the couple formerly known as Speidi, currently known as “Who?”
The Depeche Mode song “Love in Itself” rocks one of worst keyboard solos of all time (listen if you have a minute, it’s amazingly bad), so I started looking up live versions of the song, and was happy to find that they still played it that way live. Enjoy this clip of early Depeche Mode on TV, and skip to 3:15 if you want to hear just the solo.
