Survey says... Internet beats Sex!

I just read this article in the NYtimes, and I can't say that I'm surprised. Since Earflaps actually practiced Interweb-abstinence for a term, I wanted to post about it and get reactions from our bloggers and readers.

-RS

PS: The Comments on the linked article are definitely the best part. For example: "When Viagra fails, the Internet is there, providing meaning to meaningless lives."

and

"The Internet *is* my source of sex."

Nopants and Outlet Maps

Hey folks. So yesterday morning, I walked into the kitchen still groggy from waking up and the conversation between me and my dad goes like this.

d: YOU NEVER WEAR NO PANTS ANYMORE
me: Huh? Yeah I do
d: Not since you've been home.... well... I guess this is better than when all you wore were those baggy gangster jeans and thought you were going to be a soccer player hahaa! Now you wear no pants! No pants heeheheee.

ATROCITY! I never wore baggy gangsta jeans! Oh, and yeah THANKS FOR SHATTERING MY DREAMS DAD! Now my parents are calling me Nopants. I guess that's healthy if you don't want your daughter to practice abstinence. Fine.

Since I came home I have encountered something so horrible and traumatizing that I wouldn't want to subject anyone to this horror. Ok fine, well here goes. I have now fully realized the extent of...my mother's...

...OBSESSION WITH CHRISTMAS AND ALL THINGS HOLIDAY CHEER AAAAAHHHHRGG!

The minute I walked inside, it was like as if Santa fucking vomited everywhere in my house. Oh, and also took a mother lode of a crap. Gross.

I was coerced into putting up Christmas lights outside my house with my mother. She also drew a map of all the outlets that would need to be connected. Please observe and enjoy the image at the top.

We ran out of lights so the left side of my house looks great, and the right side looks like as if someone left to take a break and then just died.

Love, Nopants

The Video

Here it is - the result of over a year of obsessive editing and rendering on my computer. Over two years ago I tried to play a .wma file on VLC player, but instead of hearing music, I found myself mesmerized by pretty colors. So instead of packing for my trip back to college, I obsessively sat in my room (there was also a New Years party I was neglecting downstairs) and took screen vids of the flashy images.

The next few weeks I started making patterns in Final Cut, increasing the complexity to the point that I couldn't focus my eyes for hours at a time. My roommates remember - I did nothing else, late into the night. I layered in audio later - most of the tracks stem from the HitchHiker's Guide to the Galaxy Book on Tape and my brother playing guitar a la Audacity.

I don't know how good it is, but my best friend back home said it blew her mind. Of course, she later told me she'd been tripping on acid at the time, so...yeah. But still.

- Eaflaps

P.S. Please don't have seizures. And you should watch on YouTube full screen with audio cranked.

Defending marriage...against people who want to get married

Generation Mr. Rogers Episode 3: Seward's Folly

Jacob and Shilpa cover the amazing and awful parts of election night. Plus, we discuss how Alaska is crazy- I think this might be a theme for this video blog.

Bush Admin="Hiring a Vegan to be your Butcher"

Stephen Colbert called Rachel Maddow "the Queen of Cable!" in his interview:



I love the geeky glasses. Way to go, Maddow!
...and here she is on the cover of The Advocate in amazing-newscaster suspenders:-RS

Dear Michael Crichton,

Thank you for your imagination and thank you for making obscure science and philosophy so freaking thrilling. Because of you, we will always fear blood clots and door-opening velociraptors .

You will be missed dearly.

-The Awkward Conversation Blog