3rd Ward wants the best of your erotic cell phone art – that’s texts, videos and photos – for an upcoming show “with a huge opening reception” called Sex Cells! The best submissions might be published in their quarterly and win $500, enough, Gothamist notes, “to buy a mediocre SLR for a future in less pixelated porn.” You’ve got until April 22nd to send them in, just make sure everyone involved in 18 and not doing anything too illegal. But what do I know, maybe they’ll be into that. For more info, visit 3rdward.com/sexcells.
The act of people failing at things will never be not funny. Fail humor is timeless and universal, transcending cohorts and cross-cultural boundaries to unite humanity in a single lol. I mean, even the most basic human behaviors like having sex and eating are done way differently around the world, but it is pretty much as instinctive as breathing to lol at the misfortune of others.
That’s why I get excited when new sites emerge to attract the sacrificial virgins of Internet humor. This one is especially good: an interactive site called FMyLife — fuck it! — allows users to recount those rock-bottom moments when everything goes wrong in a way that is devastating to them, hilarious to onlookers. Below every bag-over-face confession is the opportunity for readers to weigh in on whether they sympathize (“yes, your life is f*****”) or take sadistic pleasure in reading about the dumbassery that brought it all on (“you deserved that one”). There’s a lot of input from awkward teenagers but regardless, every tale is a glorious /facepalm. Come on, we’ve all been there.
From FMyLife:
charity: water’s latest promo video features the well-drilling work they fund in the forgotten Central African Republic. It was directed by Simon Willows, with “Time Bomb” donated by Beck.
We’ll be getting our fill of Greenpoint’s bestest Mac n’ Cheese today starting at 4p.m. at Red Star bar. Chefs are giving out free samples at each bar along the route, which starts at Red Star and leads to TBD for the voting and “celebrity judging” around 8.
Red Star > The Habitat > The Mark Bar > t.b.d. Brooklyn
Whether you call it street art or vandalism, graffiti has become synonymous with life in New York City and at its root is a form that’s as American as Jazz. For those that do it, words like “love” and “addiction” describe the act, fulfilling any number of needs from being known and expressing personal style to political protest and membership in an exclusive community. Words like “damage” and “destruction” don’t seem to provide the driving motivation, unless of course you’re looking at the world through the eyes of a city cop. Theirs is a lens of black and white, where even if your name happens to be Yoshitomo Nara, if you don’t have permission and you’re caught, you’re going to spend some time down at central booking that night.
This difference of opinion took the spotlight at powerHouse Arena in Brooklyn last night as personalities from both sides — artists Ket, Cope2, and Ellis G with former officers Rivera, Mona and Chiuli — came together in a temporary truce to discuss retired officer Joseph Rivera’s new book, “Vandal Squad: Inside the New York City Transit Police Department, 1984-2004.” And while the atmosphere was mostly one of mutual respect, there was still some underlying tension at play, prompting some great one liners and lively exchanges.
via HuffPo.
Ugh. This is probably why a sitting president has never tried this late night talk show business before. You let rip one unfortunate joke, and it’s allanyonewilltalkabout. Seriously, who thought this appearance was a good idea? In a 40 minute interview on a comedy show, something off-color is bound to slip out, and that’ll be the clip that idiot media outlets like us will replay until the proverbial tape breaks. Retards.
