Marry Me, Edward Sharpe

During times when I'm sad or upset or neither of these emotions, I like to imagine Alex Ebert serenading me with "Home," and replacing every "Jade" with an "Ashlee." It would look something like this:

OMG it's a baby snuggie. Well, to be PC, it's actually a Peekaru.

What exactly do you think this infant is thinking? My guesses: Either, "OMG it's a snuggie in my size!" or "My mother looks like the latest and meth-headiest Teletubby yet. If I had the physical ability to hide my face in shame I would, but I don't."

I'm currently taking donations.

Ted Dave, artist and founder of Buy Nothing Day.

Well, do they?

Give Yourself A Pat on the ...Lumbar Spine?

Fuck the standard office chairs of yesteryear. This baby, the Balance Ball Chair, is fun to bounce on and a treat for that sexy lumbar spine of yours, despite how silly you may look perched up on it.

R.I.P., R-P-S.

Hey kids, there's a new game in town!

Forget rock-paper-scissors. The new craze is called cat-tin foil-microwave.

Put simply, the cat beats the tin foil, the tin foil beats the microwave, and the microwave? Yeah, it beats the cat.

Sick but oddly fun, I'm sure.