Found Art: The Most "American" Object Ever?

It was in the bargain aisle of a discount store that we found an object that symbolizes American culture more than any other object we have ever seen. For only $4, we had to buy it.

Skillslate: Matching Clients And Service Providers

Now, the lazy people who run this blog don't run ads, but we aren't journalistic paragons either. When our good friends Bartek and Adrian (B&A) started a company and asked DBB to write about it, we happily obliged. It turns out that B&A got real jobs after college, and actually have more money than time. The reverse is true for graduate students. So, B&A frequently encounter problems in life that we've only heard about in Drew Barrymore romcoms -- how can one easily find trustworthy service providers?(movers, dogwalkers, hairdressers, etc) At DBB, we don't just do our own laundry, we make our own laundry detergent. For B&A, who took economics classes, nothing crushes their spirit more than a perceived market need going unfulfilled.

Slurp, Slurp, Slurp

Now that that teeny oil leak in the gulf is juuuuust about buggered up, its time to get down to the serious question: When do we start eating the shrimp and oysters again? Well, if you must wonder, the answer is "now"! Wait, you don't want to eat this seafood fresh from the Gulf Coast? You're worried about ingesting crude oil components or a toxic, proprietary chemical dispersant formulated by BP? Fuck you, you elitist snob! Didn't you hear that Gulf Coast seafood was entirely safe to eat?!? That's because the MARKETING CAMPAIGN hasn't started yet!

Now Fuck Off Out Of Our Blogspot

Deputy Commissioner Burrell of The Wire may "rather live in shit than let the world see [him] work a shovel", but Gordon Ramsey proved different with the 1998 documentary miniseries Boiling Point. His ego-fulfilling quest to achieve a 3-Michelin starred restaurant demonstrated all of the assholery and dirty work necessary to achieve ephemeral greatness -- and more importantly -- it was captivating television.

City Impressions: Manhattan

City Impressions is a reoccurring Das Bloggy Blog feature in which, after only a few days of experiencing a 'city of interest', sweeping generalizations about "how this city is" will be given. Certain to annoy locals, assuredly we will "not get it" and not have experienced the "real" city of interest.

We Thought This Was Basketball, Not Rugby

Since most NBA championships are as lopsided as a typical Super Bowl, a Game 7 should be the most dramatic event that the sport has to offer. But even with the Lakers down as much as 13 late in the game, the outcome never really seemed to be in question. Whenever the refs swallow their whistles as completely as they did in this contest, all in the misguided effort to "let the players play the game", it completely alters the style of play to the point that the action on the television no longer resembles what viewers know as "NBA basketball". Instead, it becomes the least tasteful brand of basketball known: Pickup basketball being taken way too seriously.

GOTTA GET THE GEAR!!!

It's tough to say whether excess consumption created the suburbs or was created by it. Those big houses gotta be filled up with something, and conversely, one needs a big house to hold all of ones stuff. But this much is true: this country has one fucked up addition to stuff.