IRL racing league and GoDaddy spokeslady Danica Patrick had some choice words on Saturday for Milka Duno, the other female racer in the series. Seems Milka was doing some aggressive driving during practice which Danica didn't like. It was a confrontation that Milka wins by a more then a few car lengths.

Am I a horrible person because I giggled at this?

See also: a collection of the best Condom Ads and a discussion on Size Matters.

A moment of rare tenderness on YBNBY (via The Sherman Foundation )

At a North Carolina diner, good old boy Kenny was reading the newspaper, enjoying a cup-a-joe and a smoke.

When all of a sudden there was a new drive-thru window.



Kenny is okay. He did lose his smokes, though. The diner has said he can have free meal whenever he wants for his trouble. Seems fair. Get hit by a truck in the restaurant, get a free omelet.

Granted, this is a bigger story because it is a slow news cycle right now. Barack Obama is touring Iraqi and Afghan war-zones with 97% of the media in tow. The depleted media needs to report something John McCain is doing.

That something turned out to be a classic geography boner.



Uh, Senator, Iraq and Pakistan don't border each other. You're off by 700 miles and change.

Who was that political pundit that was asked about the importance of maps a while back? Who was it, who was it? Oh yeah, it was this broad.

This week in stupid...

A Washington D.C. area day spa is offering a fish pedicure. The gullible dunk their feet into a warm tank of water and allow tiny carp to nibble away the dead skin.

Sure, that makes sense.

How come the day spa I went to didn't have this on the menu? Bunch of crap.

One wonders of this will catch on and there will be a Piranha Hair Cut offered soon at the local Fantastic Sam's. Dip your locks in calf's blood, dunk your head in the piranha tank and let those little artists create magic. They're like fishy Edward Scissorhands'.

As The Dark Knight continues to rule the box office, some of you out there might be thinking that being a comic book artist might be the new way to become a pop culture icon. Luckily Rich Johnston, author of the weekly comics gossip column Lying In The Gutters, is here to expose the truth about the industry.

I've always been a Copperplate Gothic man myself, but with the amount of fonts filling up my computer's hard drive these days, his mainstay at the top of the pile will undoubtedly be short lived. College Humor asks the question no one wanted to ask... "What if fonts were human?" The video above shows just what might happen if such a thing were possible.

(Via Gizmodo)

Extinct, my ASS! from The Original Joe Fisher on Vimeo.

I thought this was quite creative. Every time the elevator gets to the bottom floor, the oreo dunks in the milk. Makes me thirsty and hungry.

via Street Attack

I thought some of our literary fans might enjoy this Ballantine Ale ad featuring Ernest Hemingway from days long ago. This one was part of a famous Ballantine campaign that included many popular iconic writers (John Steinbeck was also featured) describing their thoughts about America's largest selling ale. Well, at that time Ballantine was America's largest selling ale, today that honor is owned by a Belgium/Brazil brand.

Rest easy loyal readers, there will be no "spoilers" of any kind in the following column. Hand to heaven, there won't be. So if you haven't seen the newest Batman adventure, don't fret, you can read on.


Echowood and I finally went to see The Dark Knight on Monday evening. We both waited for different reasons. He, because he was under strict orders from his girlfriend not to go without her. (Hi Lindsey! You ripe little peach, you!) And I, because of a desire not to listen to the running commentary of teenagers from Jersey during the weekend showings. Yep, I'm a snobby Manhattanite.

After patiently waiting through the weekend and avoiding any friends that may let plot-points slip we finally hit the 68th Street AMC to see The Dark Knight.

Sweet fancy Moses, we were not disappointed.