The "I'd rather surf the net instead of 'working' this morning," or alternately, "gotta keep that fucking sidebar in line" edition.
Real fact # 264 off my Snapple bottle cap (Cranberry Raspberry if you're curious): Your breathing rate increases when you start to type. Tres interessant...not.
Always useful for me: a new hangover helper, prickly pear cactus extract. And it's got other uses as a sunburn ointment and diet supplement. So, it's good for if you get drunk and decide to watch your weight at the beach, then easing that burn after you pass out in the sun. Gotta love the multiuse medicines! I also didn't know that eating greasy foods to ease your pain was one of those "folk remedies." I could've sworn I made that shit up one hungover day when the nearest thing to eat was some White Castle. Ah well. [via Gothamist]
The Dave Navarro/Stephen Perkins typepad blog. Rock! [via Pop Life]
I almost forgot to mention that Saturday post-BBQ, Jay-V and I checked out Chronicles of Riddick, i.e. How Vin Diesel of the sexy voice and bad one liners playing a badass anti-hero got all his friends killed yet still triumphed over the goth(!) aliens. Thandie Newton looked like a million bucks in that movie and her character was like a strange cross between Naomi Campbell and Lady Macbeth. Tres bizarre yet interesting looking. 'Twas no Pitch Black though, that's for sure. No matter how much Vin tries to pimp it.
Posted by Candicissima at June 29, 2004 10:14 AMI read about that prickly pear thing in metro last week.....must try that out next time. what i'd like to know is this: how is it sexy when your voice perpetually sounds like there's a giant snot bubble in your throat? does nobody else notice this?!......
Posted by: P. Diddy at July 6, 2004 11:17 AM"Snot bubble?" Stop playing yourself. The velvet rumble, kid.
Posted by: Candicissima at July 6, 2004 11:27 AM