do not delay in checking out the hot new episode on Murder, She Podcasted. like murder? like angela lansbury? like music? then you will love Episode 91, “The Sins of Cabot Cove.”
be sure to check out all the other episodes too. each podcast corresponds to a different episode of the 80s show Murder, She Wrote and the playlists are so beautifully curated. it’s what we at action potential are writing the Great American Blog to!
i know what you’re thinking: it’s a cyriak video with teddy bears, pigeons, and fuel-efficient cars, how could it not get completely bat-shit loony brilliant halfway through? and you’d be totally totally right.
if you want to find out what your namesakes are doing in the rest of the world, one google search of your name and the mystery’s solved. but when i was younger, actually meeting someone who shared your exact name was always so magical and fortuitous. i used to try and force the coincidence by looking up my name in phone books when my family traveled, and then calling my namesake from the hotel phone. i wanted to find out what it was like being whitney alexander for that person, what the name ‘whitney alexander’ sounded like reflected off them, and whether, frankly, they deserved to be called whitney alexander. imagine my shock when i got my first male whitney alexander on the phone: FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!
in this film, a dude named jim killeen contacted a bunch of other jim killeen’s that he found on google, and they all got together and made a film about it. i haven’t seen it yet but the concept sounds pretty interesting, assuming the jim killeens of the world aren’t a bunch of boring-ass tools.
why not watch it and let me know! love you, guys, whoever you aren’t!
oooh, me leica these photo shirts from the oh snap! project. get yours for only 30 bucks, then get mine for 40 bucks in XXXL so that i can fit you inside my tshirt and smuggle you into R-rated movies with me!
via doobybrain
at what price to impress one’s garbagemen? $16 for 12 brilliant goldfish bags? yes, i think that’s fair.
buy yours here and receive the eternal admiration of your city’s sanitation workers. seriously, they will be talking about you in the municipal break room for years. you can’t put a price on that sort of curb cred.
from the second i heard the autotune in ke$ha’s pop hit, i knew it was just a matter of time til it was set to the obligatory star wars theme.
just KNEW it.
via thedailywhat
in brazil, this 8-year-old kid actually exists. what’s scarier is the existence of her parents who encourage her to wear black lipstick and dance and sing poorly to lady gaga’s songs about debilitating obsessions. at one point, the parents must have even suggested that the kid crawl sexily around on the floor. very classy.
at the same time, i love a world where this kid exists, so long as she remains in another hemisphere.
via thedailywhat
we know you’ve got water on your planet now. surely that extends to ice rinks too!
Portuguese artist Joana Vasconcelos linked 25,000 tampons together to create the world’s most absorbent chandelier for the “Netless” exhibition at Belem Cultural Centre in Lisbon. At 16.5 feet high, “A Noiva” (The Bride) is a stunning visual representation of the number of tampons the average woman uses in a lifetime. unless you’re like me and you just use band-aids.
marvel at the grandeur and how magnificently the light bounces off the ridges of the unrealized tampon! so sumptuous!
via thedailywhat
this pedigree spot is so gorgeous and almost even haunting. watch the dogs catch treats at 1000 frames a second and then attempt to do the same with peanut m&m’s. not as easy at it looks, is it??? at least we can eat chocolate without dying though.
to my readers in LA, to my readers coming to LA, to my readers anywhere in the world:
if i can impart anything to you at all in these pages let it be the absolute necessity of going to STAN’S DONUTS and going for the gold with their variety of peanut butter donuts. i cannot stress it enough. i don’t even like donuts but the peanut butteriness of these flawless creatures has made me a donut fanatic.
no matter where you are in the world, no matter how much money you have or how long you have to live, consider it a priority, no, a duty, to beg, borrow, steal, or order online to get these donuts into your stomach. and don’t just limit yourself to the peanut butter— they’ve got all sorts of other complicated flavors that i’m SURE are just as good. i’m a sucker for anything peanut butter so i decided to start off with them. next up: the line of maple donuts.
this is me with the peanut butter-banana donut and the peanut butter-chocolate donut. this is how happy i was before i ate them; afterward, the happiness register in my brain went berserk and i just sang showtunes for three hours straight.
oh my god, i have died and taken the cat elevator to heaven! i want to meet the wondrous people responsible for building this. do they possibly have room for one more in their home? i can take the stairs.
