Breaking Mad
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Ben’s beautiful mash up of two of the best shows on television. Really gives me a hankering for some meth and and a glass of bourbon.

Ben’s beautiful mash up of two of the best shows on television. Really gives me a hankering for some meth and and a glass of bourbon.
Knock knock. Who’s there? It’s me. Your girlfriend had a really nice meeting with my dick. More drugs and centaurs after the break.
Mattel made a hoverboard. It doesn’t hover.
Instead of the fulfillment of a lifetime (MY ENTIRE LIFE) of fantasizing about my magical, McFlyAss future, we have instead been given a half-assed skateboard-with-sound-effects. Sorry Mom, I asked for a giant laser so that I could destroy martians, not this plastic piece of shit with a tiny strobe light and the alarm from a clock radio. This is worse than when 2002 came and 0% of 3-2-1 Contact’s predictions (Flying Cars, Space Tourism) came true. I’m depressed. I’m also incredibly spoiled. While we’re at it, if Apple is so great, why don’t I communicate via Hologram?
Via Engadget
Stream the new Sleigh Bells album “Reign of Terror” at the NYT website. What? You’re busy listening to something that sucks ass? Turn that shit off and put on American flags, ill-fitting plaid, and giant Marshall stacks.
*I secretly wish the song Leader of the pack was, y’know, the song Leader of the Pack because it rocks and would sound awesome blown up.
All my friends moved to LA and I’ve been mostly moping around my apartment and ordering comic books online, working on becoming one of those overweight, ancient-yet-immortal, hair-matted-in-the-shape-of-a-cloak* New York hermits. I have received divine inspiration, however, in the form of: My New Favorite Thing the Internet Gave to Me! Why does this girl get to live out my dream? Wouldn’t this be totally creepy if it weren’t on Ellen?
via Ellen, and a more vigilant person’s facebook status
*I totally saw this hermit with this actual dreadlock (singular) on Christmas Day at the movies. He could use his dread as a hood or pull it down and it hung around his neck. True Story.
Two videos came out ’round about the same time last week and I think they are the perfect example of someone who did it and someone who read about it.
In what can only be described as tying a strip steak to your nuts and dangling them in front of a pack of wolves, Whitney “That’s Really Your Last Name” Cummings wrote a blog post weighing in on everyone weighing in on Lana Del Rey’s SNL performance. Her blog is called, I’m not even fucking kidding, “Princess Complex.”
Anyway, for whatever my two cents are worth, I don’t think Lana Del Rey is any different than any one of the hundreds of other pop starts that got style, genre, or ethnic makeovers to be marketable. Everyone’s just pissed off because she marks a pretty official start point where warm, shoegazey, fuzzed-out sounds are the mainstream and everyone knows music is only good when it stay between you and whomever you have a crush on.
I would only like this more if it starred the drama nerds from my college instead of these randos. Miranda circa 2003 would have made a great Ashley Spinelli.
Absolutely nothing in the world can justify the aesthetic crime these hooligans are committing, but they come close to it by doing an amazing trick. I’m guessing that they’re rehearsing this for burning man, so if you also have terrible hair or used your expensive liberal arts degree to learn circus tricks, you should look for them on the after-burny scene and tell me about it.
Via Reddit