Frothy Paradise

May 17 2008
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Pozzo San Patrizio, well built on the orders of the pope. During the Sack of Rome in 1527 the Pope took refuge at Orvieto, and fearing that in the event of siege by Charles’ troops the city’s water might prove insufficient, he had this spectacular well constructed by the architect-engineer Antonio da Sangallo the Younger (1527‑37) with double helical ramps for one-way traffic, so that mules laden with water-jars might pass down then up again unobstructed. Its inscription boasts QUOD NATURA MUNIMENTO INVIDERAT INDUSTRIA ADIECIT (“what nature stinted for provision, let application supply”) Mules carried water up the spiral staircase around the well.

Photo by Bob Tubbs

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May 16 2008
Suck on it, Clintstones. And note to the rest of America — we may not be as sexy as Hollywood or Wall Street, but you know what? We’ve got a shitload of money, and we know how to organize. We’re a powerful bunch of khaki-wearing, gay-marriage-supporting, arugula-eating, Mac-using elitist nerds out here. To all of you racist homophobic non-Californian dumb fucks who find that annoying? Tough shit. We outsmarted you. We out-spent you. And now for the next eight years we’re going to be running this country. We’re going to give equal rights to gay people, fund stem-cell research, teach evolution, take down the fence on the Mexican border, and make sure abortion stays safe and legal. We’re going to pull out of Iraq, shut down Gitmo, and stop torturing people. And yeah. A black dude with a Muslim-sounding name and degrees from Columbia and Harvard is going to be in charge. So sit back down, strap yourself in, and shut the fuck up, crackers.
May 15 2008

merlin:

Radio Host Kevin James Walks into a Smackdown

So good. So bad. So awesome.

For your next cocktail party: Appeasement of Hitler

 Best. Clip. Ever.

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May 14 2008
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“Inspa World, a five-story 60,000-square-foot funhouse, bills itself as a ‘spa and water park.’ But that doesn’t quite capture it. At a mere $30 to get in, and kids scrambling around, it’s no Canyon Ranch. And without water slides or wave machines, it’s no Typhoon Lagoon, either. The closest relative may be the ‘mustard-off pools’ in Dr. Seuss’s ‘Happy Birthday to You!’

Call it an aquarium for humans. You end up feeling like someone’s well-fed goldfish, darting around in the bubbles, wondering what is behind the next gilded rock.”

Jessica and I are so going here. (It’s in Queens!) Who’s with us?
May 13 2008
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If the world bugs you, flip it the bird. (via makesmilehappen)
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