That's How It Happened

The first rule about pillow fight club is....tell everyone about pillow fight club. I've managed to sustain aloof disinterest in flash-mobs until I saw this. Now I'm beginning to see the fun. Take it as read that I will be smuggling a pillow to work with me tomorrow, in order to go and beat assorted strangers about the head in a cloud of feathers.

Screenhead, the newish Gawker offshoot for "mindless entertainment", has a ton of good links. They're so effective they are making non-professional "mindless entertainment" blogging obsolete.

Shop for Chav at Argos.

Keeping great whites in captivity. (Well they have one, quite a small one.)

Why has pagerank stopped updating? Is it because all the google employees are too busy rolling about on giant piles of cash?

Gefilte Fuck, now defunct, but apparently not the world's only jewish hardcore band. (With all the MP3s for download).

Get your cat wasted with chronic catnip.

Exsorbeo, for people who like to play with themselves. (SFW Rockstar viral marketing).

If I'm not pillow fighting tomorrow, I'm going to be out squirrel fishing.

So cool they make me cry with joy: 80s Hasbro WWF figures. (via)

Peabs is back (again), to bovs on all your respective tees.

And as proof that too many people I know are in bands Alice (sans Enemies) and The Cling, are co-incidentally both playing at the Intrepid Fox on Thursday 7th. Unmissable.