it’s No Name-Calling Week, mofos!

Poetic Insult, you maroonz! 

Indeed, in the topsy-turvey, through-the-looking-glass world which is New Jersey, it has been officially declared No Name-Calling Week.

Naturally, this set us to thinking, here at the ol’ raincoaster blog. It set us to thinking that this was a concept upon which we could improve. It, along with this post from TAN, well really it, the post from TAN, this post from Lori, and the proven fact that insults, ire, and sheer poopyheadedness generate more comments than reason or normalcy, set us to thinking that we could have some fun with the comments section this week.

It’s Name-Calling Week, fuckerz!

Do your best. Comments which do not include at least one name-calling incident and which aren’t of sufficient mind-boggling stone cold merit to earn a pass from me will have a point deleted from the commenter’s score. All commenters start with zero points, and you earn one for each insult. I, as the Price Waterhouse Cooper of the contest, am exempt and so, for obvious reasons, are serious comment threads.

May the worst mouth win.

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pic o’ the day: Sable Island Horses

A collection of photos of Canada‘s wild Sable Island horses taken in 2002 by Robert Dutesco, via Bridlepath. Here is a teaser.

Sable Island horse by Robert Dutesco

pic o’ the day: a mystery picture!

Can you guess what it is? Click to find out.

click to solve the mysterious mystery

yes, it’s back: Fashion Week Tehran!

Fashion Week Tehran!Try to contain your excitement. Or, if you can’t contain it, hide it under one of these: you could probably hide the complete works of Rumi plus a couple of dervishes (dervishii?) under there with room to spare.

From the Manolo, who makes a delightfully obscure and intellectual reference in his brief commentary, keeping up the standards of Intellectual Day on the ol’ raincoaster blog.

But seriously, there’s just no excuse for that seam!

Leslie Hall: the whitest woman in rap

Gawd help the gene pool if she teams up with Mr. White and Nerdy; she so white she make him look like Jay-Z. Here, via the superfantastic Manolo, is Leslie Hall‘s rap in praise of gem sweaters. And the bedazzlers of the world give thanks…and the rest of us run for the exits. The glasses…the beehive…the ill-fitting lamé…spandex is a privilege, people, not a right! I think I’m going to need to wear matte black Gucci for three solid days just to cleanse myself psychically after watching this suburban goddess’ soul cry.

If only I could afford Gucci

and from the comments of the Manolo:

As a woman whose sainted mother-in-law ran a successful knitshop in Chicago for thirty years & more, I am conflicted upon viewing this video. Surely the woman has swallowed a sequin topped with LSD or absorbed some ecstasy-producing dye from the purple angora. I am all for creativity, and encourage even more silly dancing, singing & outrageous sweaters for the delight of the snowbound &/or snowblind of any sort. As for the gold lame w/insignia divulging areas of anatomy better kept en matte, I am left totally speechless.

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