May 27, 2005

Table scraps:

REAL OR FAKE? Forget-me-not panties have GPS trackers and body temperature monitors embedded into them, so you can give your wife or girlfriend or daughter a pair as a present and then track their every move. It seems insane enough for some people to actually but, but I still can't totally believe this is serious.

MIKE DOUGHTY, THE frontman of the now-defunct Soul Coughing, just came out with an awesome solo album called Haughty Melodic. Not quite as exciting, but still very entertaining, is his blog -- especially this post about being a guest on insaneman and former Sex Pistol Steve Jones's radio show.

THE LEADER OF a crazy megachurch has sent out instructions to his followers, who are soon to be filmed by network news crews, and his message is this: Don't act crazy! Isn't that fascinating? He's actually aware that his followers are batty -- seems to enjoy it, actually -- and yet is trying to make sure they don't flaunt it on tv. What's he trying to hide?

FEELING DOWN? WHY not let the New York Times tell you how much better off you are -- or, I guess, worse off you are -- than everyone else.

PHIL SPECTOR'S CHIN must be an insta-afro button, because somebody pushed it in and look what popped out.

WHAT HIGH SCHOOL kid hasn't fantasized about blasting the school in a graduation speech? Impressively, this guy did it.

I DIDN'T WATCH "American Idol," but I loved watching this.

Posted by Jason Feifer at May 27, 2005 11:25 AM

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