internet dating for dogs

Dog. Duds. What's to explain? Except the psychology of the owner... 

No, I’m not going to tell you the way to happiness on Lavalife is to Photoshop your picture into something approximating Beckham/Beckinsale. I’m talking about real internet dating for actual, quadruped-type dogs.

Because in this world of ours, people just don’t live vicariously enough, dammit!

From the New Zealand Press, via Fark.

A new matchmaking service for dogs – and virtually every other kind of domesticated pet from apes to zebras – promises to facilitate the arduous and heartbreaking process of hounding for the perfect mate.

Petpalio. com is the brainchild of Aaron Rodrigues, a 17-year-old self-styled “student entrepreneur” from Auckland.

Rodrigues said he came up with the concept after an agonising search for a canine companion for his two-year-old bichon frise, Lasie

The website, launched just over a week ago, has attracted 40 eligible pets, mostly from the United States and the United Kingdom.

One wonders if this wonderkind had any idea what the Palio actually was before he named his site Pet Palio.com. Will registrants saddle up wee Fifi or Bowser and gallop madly around a town square in Italy, frantically lashing at the faces of the other jockeys, all for the glory of a neighborhood of which they have never heard, and which they will never be able to pronounce?

I’d pay to see that.

Actually, there’s a sadness underlying this story, an unspoken sadness. What he’s not saying is what everyone at the dog park knows: there’s a reason his precious Lasie is still heartbreakingly single.

Lasie‘s only interested in real bitches.

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the little things

A perfect Spring day in Montreal. I know how that feels, even though it was February when I was in Montreal: some experiences transcend time and space.

via The Manolo

My perfect day wouldn’t have the cigarettes, but it would sub in a great used bookstore instead. A used bookstore with no funny smell and a really handsome shopkeeper.

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Alanis Morissette’s Humps

The searingly emo, devastatingly ironic, Alanis Morissette version of the Black Eyed Peas’ mindless tune “My Humps.” They really nailed the look and sound, didn’t they? Via Gawker, lyrics over the jump.

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more marketing tips for hookers

Part Two of Three: Part One and Part Three. From the Archive.

  Friday, September 20, 2002

4) Keep Your Neighbors Happy

Hooker Barbie!It is a people business, as I said, and your neighbors are people, too. If you alienate them, they shut you down; if you make friends you get free espressos from Starbucks!

Years ago, when I was working at the Starbucks on East Hastings, near the Franklin Street Kiddie Stroll, we used to have a hooker as a regular customer. Her pimp used to send her in for drinks for all his girls, a couple of times a day. Sometimes it’s hard to tell the hookers from the civilians, especially post-Britney, but there was no mistaking her.

She was about 25, and 5’10” with baby-chick blonde hair piled on top of her head in a loose, tendrilly bun. Her outfit was always the same: Skintight white vinyl mini with matching bandeau top and bolero, high white boots with massive platforms and heels, sometimes matching gloves or, in the dead of winter, a big, grandma-knitted style scarf that had more square footage than the rest of her outfit combined. Makeup out to there. She was absolutely gorgeous, to boot.

There was no point even trying to help her; every man in the shop dove for the till as soon as she cleared the door. She would flirt with them while they made her order (as slowly as possible) and gave her free espressos while she waited, just as long as she stayed right there.

She was always nice to the rest of us, too, and once, when we complained that the crowd in the store was so noisy they were driving us crazy she said, “Leave it to me,” and paced the length of the store slowly, sashaying for all she was worth. The place went silent. We gave her two free drinks that day. I remember offering to call her a cab once, when the rain had turned to snow, but she said “No, that’s okay, I’m never without a ride or a way to get one.” And she stepped outside, gave one sashay, and we heard the squeal of tires. As good as having a car, and no insurance costs!

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the Beautiful Women Project

The Beautiful Women Project 

cross-posted to running through rain

What causes art? In this case, it’s simple: a child’s desire for mutilation.

Do 13-year-olds really need to be saving their babysitting and paper route money for breast implants? Cheryl-Ann Webster wondered that herself, when her daughter told her that a friend was already socking away money for the boobflation job she felt would be an absolute necessity, sooner rather than later.

So Cheryl-Ann made a few synthetic boobs herself; she made The Beautiful Women Project.

To demonstrate that beautiful bodies come in all shapes and sizes, she wanted to surround young girls with sculptures of real women’s bodies…

The Beautiful Women Project is a touring art exhibition of life-sized torsos of real women aged 19-91.

Aims:

  • To challenge socially-constructed images of beauty
  • To raise awareness and open a dialogue about the link between self-worth and physical appearance
  • To be a teaching and healing tool

In the artist’s words: “Our bodies tell our life story. They are portraits of our journeys and experiences. Knowing that our body is beautiful just as it exists, is a message more people need to see and hear.”

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