I love a good dorky competition, and I especially love a good documentary about a good dorky competition (see: Spellbound--spelling bees, Wordplay--crossword puzzles, Word Wars--Scrabble, King of Kong--Donkey Kong, Air Guitar Nation--uh, air guitars, Monster Camp--LARPing). So I was pretty excited to learn about the Air Sex Championships via Jezebel, and I look forward to the inevitable indie documentary. It is pretty much exactly what it sounds like.
And they're coming to New York soon (no pun intended). Anyone? Please???
Anyway, not to discredit the efforts of my fellow Americans, but the Japanese, who created this phenomenon of public competitive simulated humping, really know how to bring it. And, unlike their irony-loving counterparts, they take their air sex seriously.
"If there are no children being born because we're all having air sex, we will become extinct."
So true.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
more!
A recent text from my friend Ellen: "I'm in a cab listening to a country song called 'god is great, beer is good, and people are crazy.' Truth."
The whole truth.
And the Youtube comments prove the truth of at least one of Mr. Currington's assertions.
The whole truth.
And the Youtube comments prove the truth of at least one of Mr. Currington's assertions.
playing ketchup
After three years working in direct contact with actual human beings, I am back to spending an unhealthy amount of time on the internet. Aaaah, it feels good to be home. Some recent highlights:
*A slow-moving strepsirrhine primate native to Southeast Asia (thanks, Wikipedia), called a slow loris, not to be confused with a slender loris, getting tickled. [Cute Overload]
*A blog about psychotic letters from men, called Psychotic Letters From Men. Gender generalizations aside, I highly recommend this as a way to kill four hours and marvel at the magical workings of the human mind. Plus, there's great commentary:
And even the occasional video! Read back story, watch video, send me your lobotomy bill. You're welcome.
*A blog about awkward family photos, called Awkward Family Photos. A lot less reading required for this one. It's hard to pick a favorite, but if I must:
*A band called Garfunkel and Oates: Two cute LA actor girls with musical-theater voices singing folk songs about annoying boyfriends and annoying pregnant women and annoying 90's top 40 hits.
More time wasting to come. Maybe.
*A slow-moving strepsirrhine primate native to Southeast Asia (thanks, Wikipedia), called a slow loris, not to be confused with a slender loris, getting tickled. [Cute Overload]
*A blog about psychotic letters from men, called Psychotic Letters From Men. Gender generalizations aside, I highly recommend this as a way to kill four hours and marvel at the magical workings of the human mind. Plus, there's great commentary:
Even at 12, Lea realized Matt had a controlling and bossy personality. In fact, Matt was hellbent on teaching Lea about the two most important things in life.
First, Lea needed to accept Jesus Christ as her Lord and Saviour. Only Jesus could lead Lea to happiness, and only by following His word would Lea would be accepted into Heaven. Lea needed to be saved, and Matt would willingly assist Lea in accepting Jesus Christ.
Secondly, Lea needed give to Matt a blowjob.
And even the occasional video! Read back story, watch video, send me your lobotomy bill. You're welcome.
*A blog about awkward family photos, called Awkward Family Photos. A lot less reading required for this one. It's hard to pick a favorite, but if I must:
*A band called Garfunkel and Oates: Two cute LA actor girls with musical-theater voices singing folk songs about annoying boyfriends and annoying pregnant women and annoying 90's top 40 hits.
More time wasting to come. Maybe.
