Moue Magazine

I adore Lily Allen. She’s cheeky- an attribute which earns anyone 100 points in my book- and seems to lack an editing mechanism between her brain and her mouth. To which I can relate. Her first album Alright, Still floored me when I heard it. Without paying attention to what the lyrics are saying, it sounds like a record from a 1960s Lesley Gore-ish ingenue. But then the lyrics kicked in, full of wit and double entendre (and the occasional outright vulgarity) and I fell in love. (Liberal use of profanity under the cut. NSFW?)

Track and Field Designs sells pillows, pins, magnets and broaches. But I want to focus on their laptop bags because they’re functional without forsaking style. And carrying a laptop in a bag emblazoned with a typewriter appeals to my sense of humor.

Via the Boston Globe:
At a news conference on Capitol Hill, Gregg said it became clear to him that he could not be “100 percent behind the team” and that it was “his mistake” to accept the nomination.
Using a football analogy, Gregg said it would be like blocking back who only pulls out to block for [...]

Leave Nadya Suleman alone! Let the woman be! Suleman, the mother of the octuplet babies, has been receiving death threats and had to be moved to an undisclosed location. Is that demonized enough for you, mainstream media? Will she have paid enough of a penance if someone actually tries to kill her? (Cont…)

Happy 200th, Charles! Darwin festivities are going down at Scientific America, National Geographic and Seed has a compilation of Darwin related articles/blogs. I celebrated early by evolving a tail. 
Happy 200th, Abe! Obama spoke at a ceremony at the Capitol that honored Lincoln.
And now for a mini-rant: 
FU PETA: There was no Indie Retailer or Link Roundup posts [...]

I was a tomboy growing up and the one thing I desperately wanted was a skateboard. My family, for whatever reason (money, thought I’d break my neck, wanted me to wear skirts and stop playing tackle football with the boys), would not get me one. Finally, one of my male cousins gave me one of his old ones. My family couldn’t really take it away from me once he’d slipped it in under the radar. (Cont..)