Wherever your preference lies, the eternal question of "paper, plastic, or cloth?" seems to have been answered in a recent study on the subject.
The L.A. City Council, who
recently voted 13-1 to start the legal footwork needed to ban single-use plastic bagswill probably not be happy with the findings.
As for me & my manliness... very pleased with the results!
Wednesday, Jun 13th 2012 (11:23pm)
"Jared Wunsch and Hans Johnson are the masterminds behind the Dear Blank, Please Blank project. They created a website where you can submit a hypothetical letter from one fictional or real character to another."
Wednesday, Mar 30th 2011 (10:42pm)
Hi, my name's Trevor, and I look like Barack Obama. I've had lots of people stop me on the streets, ask me about taxes and healthcare and things like that, and I thought I'd create a website to clarify that I am, in fact, NOT Barack Obama.
Friday, Sep 3rd 2010 (10:33am)
Matthew just moved into a new apartment, and decided to have a little housewarming to-do with a couple of his closest friends and family. He thoughtfully printed up some notices for his neighbors to warn them of the possible noise and to ask them to let him know if it got too loud.
Neighbor David Thorne ran with it in a truly admirable fashion.
Tempest Storm is fuming. Her fingers tremble with frustration. They are aged, knotted by arthritis and speckled with purple spots under paper skin.
But the manicure of orange polish is flawless and new, and matches her signature tousled mane. She brushes orange curls out of her face as she explains how she's been slighted. She is the headliner, you know. She is a star. She is classy.
Wednesday, Jul 16th 2008 (12:07am)
A Conversation at the Grownup Table, as Imagined at the Kidsí Table:
MOM: Pass the wine, please. I want to become crazy.
GRANDMOTHER: Did you see the politics? It made me angry.
DAD: Me, too. When it was over, I had sex.
UNCLE: Iím having sex right now.
DAD: We all are.
Tuesday, Mar 20th 2007 (5:39am)
No, not me, some broad... with an obvious prize of a boyfriend. For example:
me: So you're going to buy me a pony, right?
e: No, I'm going to buy ME a pony. Made of gold. With rockets.
me: And then with the rest you're going to buy me a pony, right?
e: I don't think there will be anything left after I get my gold rocket horse.
!!! BONUS: Things My Boyfriend Has Told Me
Monday, Jan 22nd 2007 (12:03am)
I don't know art...
What's missing from this story?
Uncle Sam screwing the troops...again
A mother's pride and the length of a neo-conservative's arm
And lastly: Always woth a second look! (maybe NSFW)
Wednesday, Mar 1st 2006 (2:58pm)
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