I had made a secret resolution never ever to mention the iPad on this site… and I just broke it. For no reason. Go, me!

If you share my hatred for the device-that-cannot-be-named and all it stands for, then you’ll probably be pretty excited to learn of it’s less evil Android-based alternative, the WePad. Specs, availability, and a nice big image, ahoy! Continue Reading

I hate a lot of shit. That thing you’re looking at now? I probably hate it. I’ma bona fide hater, as in I hate in good faith, as in I have every confidence that whatever stupid thing you think is totally clever and great I find lame and insipid. Nonetheless, I’m a rank amateur when compared to Kingsley, the virtuoso of hate. He hates birds, for Christ’s sake.

My man, if you ever want to write for a blog with readers in the double digits, we have much to discuss. I bow to the master.

If any of you have ever read a men’s magazine before, or possibly Mademan’s Chickipedia or Manolith’s Chickolith (yeah, I’ve never heard of them either), you know that writing about physically perfect women is nothing new.

Well, that shit is boring. With that in mind, it is with great pride and a pinch of shame that I introduce Secretly Lame’s answer to those girl galleries: I’d Hit That. Women (and men if we ever get any female writers) who are less than Hollywood-perfect, but still totally doable. First up: Crystal, the British girl in the Windows 7 commercial!

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I briefly considered creating a new a category called “bestthingever” specifically for this post, but the problem is that it would be a category with only one item in it.
I mean, Mega Piranha, man. Mega. Piranha. You’re aware of piranhas? Well these are mega piranhas.
What I’m talking about, of course, the upcoming Syfy Original movie, Mega Piranha. Let me show you.
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When The House passed health care reform legislation last week, conservatives across the country immediately took to bellyaching loudly about socialism, President Obama, Obamacare, and Obama’s socialistic agenda. Surprising, no? All of these themes were woven into an elegiac fugue about the beautiful and dead dream once known as the United States of America.
But America is not dead. It is alive and well, having been protected from certain doom several times by a lone hero named Jack Bauer. Sadly, this too must pass, as the hero must ride into the sunset for the last time.
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