I didn’t make the connection that Ben Folds wrote and performed the “Ass Crack Bandit” song from ‘Community’ — which, holy hell, can we talk about how much funnier the show is with Dan Harmon back in charge? Anyway, now we have the song in its entirety for all to enjoy. [via @danharmon]
It’s not exactly scientifically accurate, but this promo for FOX’s animation domination still gave me a good chuckle. [via uproxx]
In real life, these highly trained marksmen are capable of surviving alone in the wilderness for weeks on end. They dig little holes—or “nests,” as they call them—and hang out there for a bit before popping up and putting a bullet through someone’s skull from more than a mile away.
Artist Simon Menner was recently granted permission to spend some time with the German Army and its snipers. During the two occasions he visited, he captured the soldiers’ remarkable ability to blend into their environment, producing images that appear to be simple landscape shots until you look close enough to spot the barrel of a gun.
I’ll be honest: I couldn’t even remotely come close to finding the sniper in any of these photos. Mind-boggling.
Good for them because profile pages in Twitter are more or less useless. I honestly don’t know anyone who uses the actually Twitter website for Twittering and these changes wouldn’t impact that because TweetDeck or Hootsuite on the desktop and third-party apps on mobile offer a better user experience.
Still, I like these changes because at the same time it’s often difficult to size up what an account is all about from third-party Twitter clients. Having richer profile pages on Twitter would be a step in the right direction. I could imagine using Twitter for a combination of robust profile pages and managing Twitter ads.
The largest cable and internet service provider in America has agreed to buy the second largest cable and internet service provider for $45B.
Of course, it still has to pass muster with federal regulators and I’m not exactly sure it’ll be copacetic with the folks who hate monopolies — unless of course Comcast makes its lobbying dollar bills rain down on the Capitol Building.
Anyway, if the deal does go through, you can imagine the unicorns of good customer service, improved offerings, lower pricing, and level playing field strategies for the likes of competitors like Netflix which will prance upon us.
One way to read this article about Google’s upcoming plans is to marvel at all the sticks they have in the fire — so much going on! Another way to read the article is to wonder what the hell they are cooking up.
It feels like all of their efforts right now are definitely related in some ways, but in most ways only tangentially so. All the ingredients for cooking a meal are present, but can they follow the recipe?
While most companies are thinking about conquering the living room (ahem, Microsoft and Apple, I suppose), it’s clear Google is thinking instead about how the Android ecosystem, its cloud services, and a robotics division can
conquer automate every facet of our lives. It feels like Google is starting to resemble one of those evil, tentacle corporations in a speculative fiction novel about AI or a robot uprising.
Esquire’s Tom Junod had two thoughts about the actor’s incredible gift:
The first was that there was no way Hoffman had died with a syringe still in his arm — no way that an actor who brought such finicky dignity to his portrayal of the most desperate characters had permitted himself to die so ruthlessly unmasked.
The second was that of course he had died in such a sordid manner — how else was Philip Seymour Hoffman supposed to die? There was no actor, in our time, who more ably suggested that each of us is the sum of our secrets…no actor who better let us know what he knew, which is that when each of us returns alone to our room, all bets are off. He used his approachability to play people who are unacceptable, especially to themselves; indeed, his whole career might be construed as a pre-emptive plea for forgiveness to those with the unfortunate job of cleaning up what he — and we — might leave behind. The only way that Philip Seymour Hoffman could have died in a manner more consistent with the characters he created would have been if he had died by auto-erotic asphyxiation.
And in the extermity of these two responses was, I think, the essence of Hoffman’s art.
After talking with friends yesterday upon learning of his death, it’s pretty clear that Hoffman’s talents were appreciated by many, not just your usual movie nerds. He’ll be missed.
Philip Seymour Hoffman, an Academy Award-winning actor, died from an apparent drug over dose at his home in New York City. He was 46.
Slashfilm has a bit more on the actor’s career. I’m not even sure what my favorite Hoffman role has been over the years because he’s been darn good in everything he has ever done. He played a perfect douchbag rich kid in ‘Scent of a Woman’ early in his career and recently killed it as games-maker Plutarch Heavensbee in ‘Catching Fire’. Perhaps his work with Paul Thomas Anderson — especially ‘The Master’ — will be his defining legacy. For me, I’ll take him performance in ‘Almost Famous’ any day of the week.
This sucks. He was one of the good ones.
“I first heard about the company while in Tajikistan, where an NGO worker described this bizarre competition for Earth’s biggest flagpole as a ‘dictators’ dick-waving contest.’ But locals in Dushanbe seemed genuinely effusive about their record-breaking structure, and I was fascinated as to how an American start-up had managed to carve themselves such a weird niche — capitalizing on this odd wave of global flagpole envy.”
That’s really the only conclusion you can draw from this illustrated breakdown of the olive oil food and distribution chain.