
Do you like the website Wonder-Tonic?
Do you live in or are you going to be in Chicago in the near future?
Then you need to go see:
Flames & Blazes
Fridays at 8:00PM at the Annoyance Theater
March 12 - April 30
$15
Set in 1928 on the 60th floor of the “unburnable” Weisscastle Hotel at the most exclusive New Years Eve party in town. But when the unburnable begins to burn guests and servants alike are trapped high above the unrelenting blaze. Blinded by their own self-interests, they convince themselves everything will be all right when everything has already gone horribly wrong.
Combine the mastermind behind Wonder-Tonic (who co-wrote and stars in this show) with the fact that it’s at the Annoyance, and it’s going to be a pretty amazing show.
(or, Death and the smell of clean equates a vacation.)
People just have smells. Not bodily smells, but smells you associate with them. I had a friend from elementary to high school who had such a distinct smell that I’ve never smelled it anywhere else. The last time I saw him, I didn’t recognize him until I saw his face because he didn’t smell like he usually smelled when we grew up. Whatever combination of laundry detergent and cleaning supplies his family used, he clearly wasn’t using them any more.
While I was at my parents’ house recently not for the best of reasons, it was an unintended vacation. Like many people I know, if I go on vacation I can’t turn off my brain enough to forget what is going on in my life enough to relax in the moment. When I was back in Erie, since I only had one thing to focus on, nothing else seemed important. Since my focus was that fixed, I relaxed. I had a very definite schedule. I had very definite tasks I had to do. I got up and went to bed earlier than I had in awhile. I ate better than I had in awhile. My skin cleared up and my chronic heel problems started to get better.
One of the best parts of being home was I had to do laundry. I brought with me exactly six shirts, six undershirts, six pairs of boxers, six pairs of socks, three pairs of pants, and one pair of jeans. Since I was there longer than 6 days, I had to do laundry. My mother has been using the same two or three types of detergent for as long as I can remember. When I smell this detergent, it smells like home. Since I’m fully back into my normal daily routines and worries, I’m trying to preserve some semblence of relaxation I had being home. The shirt I’m wearing today is one I washed when I was home and it smells strong of my mom’s detergent. As much as I don’t like my work situation, as much as I have a mountain of problems (almost all self-created) waiting for me when I get back from work, as much as I can find ways to make myself feel crazy, my shirt smells great and I relax.

In a Tampa Bay area hospice, the mystery of a man with no identity.
Roger George doesn’t “exist.” He has no birth certificate or proof of his birth. No driver’s license. No passport. Nothing official marking his existence in the world.
What Roger George does have are amazing stories of his life and his globe-hopping adventures (if they are even real) and two friends who helped him in the last stage of his life.

I ask that everyday, reCAPTCHA. Everyday.

“A night of music, comedy, hugging and the occasional awkward silence.”
Twice, Conan calls this show ‘half-assed’ in the same tweet.
This is an excellent article about speaking to Gathers’ mother on the anniversary of the tragic passing of one of the most exciting college basketball players to ever play the game.
I realize that most of tumblr probably wasn’t even born yet when this happened, but I was in the full heyday of my basketball playing years when Gathers died suddenly on the basketball court. For as shocking as the incident was, Loyola Marymount’s NCAA tournament run that year was the perfect positive bookend to Gathers’ passing.
Quoting Sports Illustrated:
When baseball commissioner Bud Selig named a 14-person “special committee for on-field matters” four months ago, he promised that all topics would be in play and “there are no sacred cows.” The committee already has made good on Selig’s promise by discussing a radical form of “floating” realignment in which teams would not be fixed to a division, but free to change divisions from year-to-year based on geography, payroll and their plans to contend or not.
Xiu Xiu - Hello from Eau Claire (Gold Chains Remix)
Pro tip, y’all.

GPOYW
Tobin Sprout - It’s Like Soul Man
I never liked you until I took a good look at myself
And when I saw you there, I saw the best part of me was yourself.
Andrew WK - McLaughlin Groove
Even if I didn’t know the context1, this song would make me smile every time I heard it.
1Andrew WK was asked by Faith Salie of the late PRI show “Fair Game” to make a song about John McLaughlin of The McLaughlin Group so Andrew WK just keep the exact words of McLaughlin (because they are batshit insane on their own) and made this song.
Tron Legacy Trailer
Andy Samberg & Chris Parnell ft. The Roots - Lazy Sunday (live on Late Night With Jimmy Fallon)
nathanieljames:merdeetmerde:fuckyeahandysamberg

The above chart from All Things D shows the wholesale prices cable companies pay for channels per subscriber. (click to embiggen)
If you aren’t a big fan of ESPN and TNT but watch a lot of BBC World News and The Hallmark Channel, you might want to reconsider your cable bill.


From Deadspin:
The City of Edmonton charted water consumption during the [Canada-US Olympic men’s] hockey gold medal game and found that the whole damn town apparently saved its “business” for the intermissions. [Pat’s Papers]
LOGORAMA - winner of the best animated short in last night’s ceremony. I might do a longer write up of this short, but in the mean time you should watch it. Not only because it’s a brutal satire of the pervasiveness of the corporate sign but because it’s also really pretty and very funny.