Puff Daddy has no standards...
This poster below is of the movie character Scarface (1983, Al Pacino). The bad-ass thing about this poster is that if you look closely the entire poster was created using the entire 300 page script, which means each and every written word from the film is on this thing. Pretty cool if you ask me. And it’s only $13. Click here to buy one.
I know what you are thinking… why the heck haven’t I posted anything about Lindsay Lohan recently? I mean, hello? Come on, we all are obsessed with her aren’t we? JFK. Well, after hearing this rumor of a ‘text messaging’ incident through the grapevine I finally got a hold of a ‘transcript’ of this big incident. So here’s the ‘supposed’ story:
An ordinary guy like myself named Jason Lewis learned that Lindsay Lohan is staying at the Soho Grand, where he happens to be drinking at the bar. Being a prankster, Lewis leaves his name, a message and a number for Lohan. Lohan, thinking the Jason Lewis who has left a message is the same Jason Lewis of Sex and the City fame, returned the call. And so a week of thrilling text messaging begins, culiminating in a climactic resolution.
From: Jason Lewis
Sent: Monday, November 14, 2005 6:19 PM
Subject: The Lohan Story…
For those of you who have been following along the past 10 days….Here it is, in as full detail as I can recall, the entire Lindsay Lohan story, from start to finish…..
Wednesday, November 2: 9pm
After dinner at Kittichai (a new SoHo hotspot) with a recruit (who has since accepted her offer), we decide to take her for a drink to the Soho Grand before calling it a night. Upon a potential celebrity sighting in the lobby of the hotel, we proceed to the bar area and are seated by a hostess. We overhear conversation that Lindsay Lohan is in fact staying at the hotel that night.
9:30- After a drink and still discussing the fact that Ms. Lohan might be a guest in the hotel, I pick up my cell phone and call the Soho Grand main phone line. I ask to be connected to Lindsay’s room. After a brief hesitation, the operator puts me through. 4 rings, then voicemail.
“Hi Lindsay, its Jason Lewis. I am in the lobby of the SoHo Grand with some people, thought it would be nice to meet up for a drink. Why don’t you head downstairs if you’re free, should be a fun time. If not, give me a call, my cell number is ….”
We laugh it off. Maybe if she’s there (not likely) and gets the message (even less likely) she would be intrigued enough to come downstairs for a drink. After all, she is an avid follower of the [redacted] industry and should immediately know who I am from the message, right??….Either that, or she may think I was the actor on Sex and the City….you know that guy who seeing Samantha in the final season and just so happens to share the same name as me… The phone battery dies that night. No message the next day.
Friday, November 4th: 3:31 AM
Peacefully sleeping before a normal Friday workday, my cell phone rings and wakes me up:
??: “Um, hi, is this Jason?”
JL: (still fast asleep) “Yes…who is this?”
??: “Oh my god, its 330, I am so sorry! What is wrong with me? You are sleeping, I just woke you up…”
JL: “I’m sorry, who is this?”
??: “It’s Lindsay…”
JL: (no Lindsay coming to mind at this hour) “Wait, who is this?”
??: “Oh, its Lindsay Lohan…you left me a message here in my room last night. How did you know I was staying here?”
JL: “It’s a long story…you should have come down for a drink, it was fun… we should meet up for a drink soon…”
??: “Well, I am leaving tomorrow for LA….is this your cell phone number? Can I call you next week when I am back in NY?”
JL: “Yes….enjoy LA”
??: “Thanks….and I am sooo sorry I woke you up! I should have realized!!!”
JL: “Its ok….good night…”
In my sleep, I check the call log. I notice the call came from a ‘Restricted Call’ at 3:31am. However, at 3:30am a call was missed from a 310 (LA) phone number…..could this be her cell phone?
This 911 emergency phone call isn’t real… but it is one funny commercial. Click here to listen to the phone call.
If you have ever watched the Ultimate Fighting Championship on TV, you know how crazy every fight is. Basically its wrestling (except its real) with no rules (kind of). Check out this video of a hardcore knock-out punch this guy lays on this guy. This is nuts! He had to have broken some bones in his face… click here to see what happens.
This gadget thingy is actually an affordable electronic keychain that would make an awesome holiday gift. This keychain has a backlit 1-inch monitor that lets you view around 56 pictures (512 kb) at anytime. Not a bad idea, although might be annoying to convert the photos from the megapixal format digital cameras that everyone has nowadays, however, it could be worth the time for a gift. It’s only $50. Click here to buy one from Amazon.com.
The men's lacrosse team at Marquette University has been suspended for a year after finding out hazing occurred at a party involving beer, bongs, and thongs.
Jones Soda Company has decided to pull a little twist on their holiday line-up of products. Check out some of the flavors they are releasing ‘just-in-time’ for the holidays: Brussels Sprout with Prosciutto, Cranberry Sauce, Turkey & Gravy, Wild Herb Stuffing, Pumpkin Pie, Broccoli Casserole, Smoked Salmon Paté , Turkey & Gravy, Corn on the Cob, and Pecan Pie.
Just to clarify (incase you somehow missed it), yes these are soda drink flavors. Ehhggh! Fu*kin sick! Who the heck is sitting in upper management at this company? Last time I checked, when I get thirsty- no matter the time of the year- I’m never ‘craving’ an ice-cold Turkey & Gravy soda! Click here to find out more about these no-talent ass clowns and their disgusting product.
This is one of those games you usually to get in the ‘gifted program’ in elementary school… and it’s pretty challenging. All you do is arrange the pieces to match the shape of the object on the left. Don’t worry- if you can’t figure it out, you can cheat. Also, the faster you solve it, the more points you get. Click here to play.
A devoted husband slept with the body of his dead wife for five months. Ex-milkman Howard Lewis, 69, kept chatting about the weather and local gossip to Elizabeth, who died aged 79 in June.
And he slept in the same bed as her corpse gradually became “mummified”.
Outside his home Mr. Lewis kept up an appearance of normality by shopping and exchanging pleasantries with neighbors in his quiet tree-lined street. Police were finally alerted by one worried neighbors who realized she had not seen Mrs. Lewis since the summer. It appears the woman’s husband found it difficult to accept his wife had died and did not report her death. As time went on it became more and more difficult for him to tell anyone what happened. He tried to carry on living a normal life.
Mr. Lewis was arrested on suspicion of concealing a body, but later freed on bail. The husband has moved out and is staying with a relative nearby.
I really don't need to comment on how tragicly sad yet disturbing this is. I think it speaks for itself. Eww & Awe. Click here to read the article.