Daily Beast has details about the end of Gawker as we know it.
Gawker broke the Rob Ford, crack-smoking-Mayor of Toronto story so it is fitting that they were able to release the entire, extremely damning video.
ART is on, the stay has been lifted, construction will resume.
Even I will admit this cryptic sighting is an old man with a bad limp.
Questions: Do you like secrets? Do you like fun? Is there anything cooler than being included in a super fun secret?
Answers: Secrets and fun are awesome and there's nothing more satisfying than being in on a sweet hush-hush underground party.
Registration for the secret party of the year has just opened and now you have the chance to be one of the secret elite. Founded in France nearly 30 years ago, Diner en Blanc is an exclusive “white party” pop-up picnic that happens once a year. The magically decorated location is revealed only when participants load up on the bus. Tickets are limited and can be hard to come by, but follow these small steps, buy a white outfit, and become way cooler than all your friends.
Step 1: Find a date! Tickets are sold in pairs so you'll need a partner for this party.
Step 2: Register online at http:/
Step 3: Buy an all white outfit and table cloth, and start planning your meal. Since this is a pop-up event, guests are required to pack their own dinner.
Step 3: After Phase One Registration is over, invites will be sent out and the waiting list will be called upon.
Don't miss your chance to be a part of the coolest secret of the year.
My journey into an unreasonable world began gradually, transitioning from a seemingly normal, domestic home into increasingly peculiar surroundings. I walked inside of a house, or maybe warped through a space tunnel. I'm still not sure. It was dark, but unlike nighttime; time wasn't a factor. Instead, everything—including the impossible—simply existed. Creaky stairs led me to a small study, a bathroom and two bedrooms. I walked slowly, picking up on an eerie sensation from the desaturated and somber-looking family photos that hung on nearly every wall. Even the photos that contained smiling faces looked inherently sad. Something strange clearly happened here ...
Inside the master bedroom was a computer with a talking head, spewing information about “the power of positive mechanics.” I didn't stay in this room very long. The closet beckoned with a blue glowing light and I entered, turned left and disappeared down a dark corridor into another dimension. Ambient sounds came from a room beyond where a man sat at a piano pressing keys that didn't exude melodic chords, rather, monstrous sounds and spooky vibrations. I got chills.
Inside was indistinguishable from outside at first. Each place was equally inconceivable and they blurred together. Nothing was linear and everything was open to interpretation.
Downstairs, I opened a refrigerator, walked inside of it and through a brightly lit hallway that led to a tunnel. I ended up in a corridor with neon-colored coral wriggling up from the ground and giant fish floating four feet above my head.
Then: on the other side of thick, plastic streamers I stepped inside a dark, foggy room with red laser beams traveling vertically from a rocky formation to the ceiling. I reached out to touch them, plucking different notes with each different beam.
I peered over a railing and looked down into a glowing pink cavernous room with white, cave-like walls, stalactites and stalagmites. How did I get there? … Much later, I crawled through a fireplace and found myself in the pink cave room. Giant ribs floated above my head and I played them with a bone like a xylophone.
Up in the treetops, I crawled into a room with a tiny opening and took a seat on a pillow made of grass. Dragon eyes stared at me from the other side of the concave wall, with dark, silvery pupils and multicolored irises.
Because neither time nor space seemed to function normally, I don't know how long I stayed exploring or how far I wandered in what could have been circles. When I left, I had the urge to open any door, peer inside any window pane and explore anything unknown. I felt a profound curiosity and interest in everything I didn't understand. I was transfixed by a desire to explore, uncover and discover. Thanks to this timeless jumble of enigmatic spaces and objects and bizarre sensory illusions, the whole world became a playground.
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Ladies and Gentlemen, The Rolling Stones.
Hip-hop veterans De la Soul have been pretty quiet since their 2004 album The Grind Date. That’s about to change: on August 26th, we get a new De la album called and the Anonymous Nobody….
But the collaborators on this album are anything but anonymous. Of the four singles from the new album that De la have released, three feature big name musicians: there’s Snoop Dogg adding a verse to “Pain,” Little Dragon on the ethereal, minimalist track “Drawn,” and now, Usher croons the chorus to “Greyhounds,” a wistful ballad about those who uproot themselves and search for a better life in a new area code.
Along with the new singles comes a tracklist for the upcoming album, which holds even more collaborations with heavy hitters. There’s a track with 2 Chainz, one with Damon Albarn, and even one with David Byrne. Let that sink in: De la Soul and David Byrne made a song together. It’s truly a magnificent time to be alive.