Has everybody already discovered the Askinator game? The Wolf household can’t stop playing it. Think of any character, real or fictive, and the Askinator Genie will guess the answer. So far, it has correctly guessed Ignatious P. Reilly, the Gimp from Pulp Fiction, god, Madame Bovary, Borat, Marianne Faithfull, my mother-in-law and our dog.
I have seen this dress by Alexander Wang EVERYWHERE in the last few days, and even though it’s beyond my means and spoiled-by-association re Erin Wasson, I have coveted it. Blue sequins = heaven.
But one look at Goony Bird wearing it and I’m over it! She’s ruined it for me.
Thank you, Goony Bird! Go here for more of her distinctive posing.
Do you want to consider whether your use of the Internet is an addiction? Me neither! Then don’t go here to find out.
Do you think it would be tragic to use a website called Closet Viewer to catalog your clothes and then “track the dates and frequency of items worn?” Then don’t go here.
Are you able to resist the chance to be followed around by a creepy eyeball on a website full of Crypto-hipster weirdobilia? Good, then you won’t be going here.
And finally, here is a great (seriously) online shopping site where I managed to find something heartbreakingly* awful:
Can you believe these are real jeans?! The joke is on someone, somewhere, I guess.
* ‘heartbreakingly’ is my favorite word, from now until further notice.
Even though I spend aimless hours on the internet, sometimes until my eyes burn, I’m not addicted to it. According to this test, anyway.
I guess you’re not addicted until you say “LOL” in real life conversations. Some guy somewhere starved to death because he was playing a game online. What an idiot! Why couldn’t he eat at his computer, like the rest of us?
