Dr. Ruth was trained as a sniper by the Israeli military.
I adored the Quizno's spongmonkeys. I was even willing to laugh, uncomfortably, at the chain's infamous "raised by wolves" ad.
An article in The Economist last week on the ways in which men and women think differently stated:
Not surprisingly, on average men were physically more aggressive (d=0.6).
So last week I threatened to write this week's wrap-up in sonnet form.
I hate it when I back myself into a
I asked before, and I'll ask again: Has Jon Stewart been named head of the News Dept. over at Reuters?
All this talk about the upcoming photos of baby Suri Cruise has gotten me thinking about Lafayette Ronald Hubbard, or as you know him, L. Ron.
We're going all Lifehacker-y today for Watercooler Ammo, since some of you may be traveling for the weekend (and since all four of us will be traveling on Monday and Tuesday).
As a new blog, we like to remind ourselves that things almost always start small. Exhibit A: In 1886, sales of Coca-Cola averaged only 9 drinks per day.
In my mind, ant farms are sort of pegged to the same era of science toys as chemistry sets and DNA snap-tite models (the kind endorsed by Watson and Crick!).
I'm still kind of stunned by this, but check out Andrew Lipson and Daniel Shui's recreation of the famous M. C. Escher drawing, Relativity.
As promised, today's edition of the Weekend Word Wrap is on "malapropisms"—a word not to be confused with Bushisms.
While George W.
Hold your nose! Our favorite rare and giant plant, the corpse flower or Amorphophallus titanum, could burst forth and stink up the air as early as today at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden.
And it's not even a
All dogs may go to heaven, but there's at least one who's apparently stuck in limbo, long gone as an individual animal but living on in an extremely unlikely form.
As you've doubtless heard if you have any interest in politics, sex, art, or other things that shouldn't be discussed at dinner parties, the Museum of Sex just revealed its new "preside