I won't try to pretend otherwise: this post is partly intended to tip you off to one of the funniest dudes on the web, but mostly it's a way for me to publicly kiss up and grovel. (See how I already kissed up? "One of the funniest dudes on the web." That's The Art of War in action, baby.) Anyway, the dude's name is Merlin Mann, and driven desperate, as most of us are, by etiquette-less public cell phone users, he created a character called "That Phone Guy."... READ ON
In this the third part of our ongoing 433-part series, Better Know a Director, we'll do a once-over on the work of Jonathan Glazer. The Fightin' Glazer. Undoubtedly, you've seen some of his work before. Sexy Beast was a pretty big deal, although Birth, rightfully, was less of one. He's also directed a bunch of music videos, including Jamiroquai's once ubiquitous "Virtual Insanity." But as I discovered at a not-that-recent Resfest, watching his work in... READ ON
It officially feels like spring in New York, and naturally my mind has filled itself with the standard vernal fare: watching boiling water turn instantly to snow, contemplating the delicious gayness of 300, wishing I could play Nerf basketball more often and rap about why my alma mater sucks. If only I had videos to complement these thoughts...
Oh wait, I do? You mean this wasn't just a not-so-clever writing device meant to tweak your expectations? Awesome! Looky here:
Looks like I won't... READ ON
People oftentimes assume Tracy Morgan is drunk or stoned to the bejesus. This is absurd to me, and cruel, too. In insinuating this, these people (let's call them "straw men") devalue a comedian who over the last several years--but particularly since he's literally (both on and off camera) morphed into his character Tracy Jordan from 30 Rock--has become something of a national treasure. Susan B. Anthony is a national treasure. Would you like to cast aspersions on her, too? Honestly. Think about it.
Not... READ ON
Every six months or so, reliable as clockwork, we're treated to some grotesquely bilious new statement from Ann Coulter. Lefties roar. Some righties run for cover. Others look the other way or bow their heads in half-apology. Cable news stations dive headlong into another easy-to-moralize-on filler topic perfectly suited for the 24 hour news cycle. And round and round we go.
This weekend, as you must've seen, and if you haven't click here, Coulter shocked no one with her latest... READ ON
Listen, life is short and if you, like me, work next to a skyscraper being put up by drunkards it could be shorter. That's why we have to relish in a little light-hearted fun from time to time, eg. going to the beach or eating popcorn with our toesÂ or seeing a Dave Barry column in your paper, refusing to read it, and then ritualistically burning it using your mother's nail polish remover as igniter fluid. There's really no limit to what we can do if we try, and this clip,... READ ON
One of the distinct Â displeasures of full-time employment--and of not having TiVo--is the inability to watch daytime television. Remember the thrill of The Price is Right during a sick day home from school, or for that matter, Tic Tac Dough? There was a feeling of law-breaking, of daring, in watching those shows. You felt as if you were getting away with something, even if the 102-degree fever wasn't lightbulb-enhanced. Well, in the working world, or at least my working world, there are no sick days,... READ ON
Perhaps the strangest--and certainly the most unwelcome--development of this year's Super Bowl was the reliance on homophobia to move product. Much has already been written on the topic, so I won't cover old ground here, but all the corporate phobing sparked a discussion of the "man-crush" around Hunter HQ. Specifically, who is it acceptable to harbor one for? Jon Stewart seemed to be the #1 answer, with Kris Kristofferson a close two. (That's not a joke. Dude's a serious badass. Plus, he wrote this... READ ON
Editor's Note: This YouTube Tuesday post was sent in shortly before game time, but due to computer problems, didn't make it up in time for tipoff. Kobe, in fact, did not play, and the Lakers lost 99-94 to one sorry sack franchise. It hurts. It hurts so bad. If this post changes just one person's life, though, it'll all have been worth it...Â
Don't try to talk to me about anything else right now, because you, friend, will be rebuffed. Two months back, I bought tickets to see the Lakers... READ ON
Along with playing chess and watching my friends have sex, I derive endless enjoyment from Dumb Criminal videos. And based upon all the airtime these grainy surveillance tapes get, I'm guessing you do, too. So let's drop the ado...
This one is the most famous of the stupid crook YouTubes. There are many different versions of this video including one that's more than borderline racist
--but I like this one the best for its subtitles, which are undoubtedly accurate:
And look at this guy who... READ ON
Sea otters hold hands when they sleep so they don't drift apart.