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"other stuff continues to happen until you finally get to leave the movie theater, chartreuse pinwheels burned into your retinas. " ~ slate i am absolutely in love with these speede racer reviews! i can't get enough. they're all so merciless, yet fun and witty, and not hate -fueled, for a change!

if, like me, you hate and want to kill your mom this weekend, be sure to take a step back and send her a non-personalized message from today's preeminent transgender contest winner clay aiken, i'm sure the effect will be near-instantaneous. i know i died a little when that image came up.

what was it about the 70s that made everything better? just watch.

i've seen the past, and it is adorable. how awesome is that little car?! something tells me that child belongs to a very wealthy family. that something is everything in the photo. also, that car looks like a battlebot. i'd like to see the pleo-killer vs. that hunk of steel.

wait. i don't get it. doesn't she have to be blonde? isn't that in the rule book somewhere? or is hefner finally tiring of blondes?! say it ain't so, hugh?! also, what the fuck is that dress? it looks like an alien ate and then regurgitated my thanksgiving centerpiece.

i've seen the future, and it is bleak. HAL-9000: Dr. Chandra, will I dream? Dr. Chandra: I don't know

there's been so much political punditry these past few months that it would seem unlikely that points of view, even odd ones, would not have had their moment in the sun. well, maybe one.

go ahead, font nerd, make your own day...

omg! omg! richard serra at the grand palais! omg! if you've never seen richard serra in person, this is the place, this is the time. his gigantic steel beams transcend so much of what familiar to us, they transport you to another dimension, one in which you are nothing, one in which no decision that you make is ever of any importance, one in which we finally are made to feel the way we should, humble. go see it and weep.

stefan boublil once said: "art is everywhere..." and that wise saying never held truer than in austin kleon's newspaper blackout poems. simply redacting inconvenient pieces of the gray lady often succeeds in producing beauty. something it rarely achieves by itself.