It’s been a wonderful year for children’s literature with new (or at least heretofore unpublished) Maurice Sendak, Dr. Seuss and Shel Silverstein. Here’s great article on the Seuss book, but I heartily recommend all three for the kidlets in your life. (Boing Boing)
Speaking of reading and kids, what do you all think of Obama’s proposed Student Loan programs? (NYT)
There are a lot of people (e.g. those whose names rhyme with Stilton, Gauguin and Tears) who I usually refrain from mentioning here. A) I don’t really care and B) I think you all don’t really care. That being said, I rather loved this “I Am The Asshole %” tumblr. (But You’re Like Really Pretty)
Are you tired of the OCCUPY coverage? I’m not. I’m actually f*cking ecstatic that people seem to care. For once. About something. But I imagine the daily newspapers are getting a little OCCUPY fatigued, check out this adorable video of how various media outlets generate headlines. (Uproxx)
The newest OCCUPY item, of course, pertains to 24 year old marine Scott Olsen who was severely injured in the Occupy Oakland clash with local PD. On the one hand, f*ck the police. On the other hand, things (movements) get more dangerous when there’s a martyr.
But we can always rely on Jon Stewart to somewhat lighten the mood. Here he asks what could possibly have inspired such a dramatic response from the Oakland PD. Good guess, Jon, good guess. (Gothamist)
It’s enough to make you want to go live in a tree, yes? No? What if it were a luxury tree hotel. Oh yeah, Sweden’s got you covered. (GOOD)
Check out these rad Inception-ish photos of cityscapes. (The Curious Brain)
Here’s an interesting/irate article on the NC-17 rating for Steve McQueen’s Shame. It’s Blue Valentine all over again and it really is preposterous. (The Film Experience)
A while back I mentioned something about how much weight Gillian Anderson had lost and how she didn’t look as good as she did in her Scully days. A) That was sort of a b*tchy thing to say, wasn’t it? B) I was super dead f*cking wrong. She looks absolutely amazing. Nevermind the beautiful Celebitches and their talk of plastic surgery. (Celebitchy)
Apparently, you can now access thousands of scientific articles for free. Like, famous articles. I’m not a very science-y person, but I would read the sh*t out of Ben Franklin’s kite experiment paper. (io9)
The adorable Whitney Matheson asks which corporate logo you would get tattoo’d on your body if it meant a lifetime discount. No question. Diet
Crack Coke. (Pop Candy)
You know, I’m not at all surprised that Samuel L. Jackson is the highest grossing actor. Yes he deserved it, and I hope the other actors burn in h*ll. (The Mary Sue)
Speaking of Tarantino favs, the great Steve Buscemi gets the Death Reel treatment. The makers of this fine supercut say, “No Reservoir Dogs because, according to Quentin Tarantino, Mr. Pink survives.” OhmygodItoldyouso.
Finally, Dustin posted this on Facebook yesterday so I know many of you have already seen it. But JUST IN CASE, here is Johnny Depp taking Ricky Gervais down a peg or two. Dustin is ready to forgive Depp a multitude of Sparrow sins for this video. Me, I think a lot of credit goes to Gervais. He may enjoy making fun of others, but he always reserves the sharpest criticism for himself.