Much uproar was created earlier this week when a controversial Brazilian spying tool called “Boyfriend Tracker” was introduced to the Android app store. Apparently, the misogynistic dorks at Google would like the women of Brazil to remain in the dark as to whether or not their men are stepping out on them. But for those of us who do not care to track our significant others—either because we trust them not to cheat on us, or because we lock them in a reinforced steel cage each time we go out, as any caring girlfriend would—there remains a large untapped market for these types of apps. How untapped? Here are some things I would gladly pay money to be able to locate at all times. More
Princess Diana might not be alive anymore, but that doesn’t mean she can’t move some magazines. More
Whenever you’re checking out a big chain store–Urban Outfitters, for one, but it happens everywhere from Williams-Sonoma to Express to Ikea–you’re often asked a series of questions. Your email address is usually requested (which we always decline) and your zip code too. It is always framed as though your zip code is necessary to complete the transaction. We’ve occasionally given ours, having assumed it’s just for some sort of harmless market research*.
Apparently it’s darker than that. More
Much has been made of the terrible answer Miss Utah (a.k.a. Marissa Powell) gave to a question about the wage gap between women and men during the “deep thoughts” portion of the Miss USA pageant over the weekend. But don’t let that distract you from the fact that many other contestants gave terrible answers too, and not just because they had brain farts when put on the spot. More
Because I don’t ‘like’ it. More
But, as with every other website or app people get incredibly pissed off about for a week after an update, I sincerely doubt there will be anything changed by this almost-outrage. Call me pessimistic, but our generation isn’t exactly known for its attention span. More
First of all, the Facebook copyright is fake. You cannot copyright everything on your Facebook with a status update. That’s not even logic. Second of all, you look ridiculous. You do not need to copyright pictures of you eating pizza in your familial home. No one is after you. No one is trying to “out” those photos. You are insignificant. You will probably die with some people, and they will love and admire you, but your funeral will be medium sized, and not at Westminster Abbey. At the reception, pizza will be served in memory of you. It will be a little bit cold.
I will probably copyright everything on my Facebook, though, because I plan to be very famous. Maybe the most famous person ever, or at least, like, Naked Cowboy In Times Square level. That would be enough. Famous enough to wear hats in public, that’s all I want. More
“She licked his balls,” I said as I took a sip of coffee and looked away. My eyes darted around the restaurant for a place to focus. It was brunch, and this was brunch time conversation. Kathleen just stared at me. At first she pushed the final bites of her banana pancakes around on her plate, then she summoned our waiter. More
When it comes to new romantic prospects, is it okay to Google? More
I’m an intensely private person. More
Yeah, you know what I’m talking about. Over at YourTango, they’ve supplied a handy list of when it’s worth it to snoop on your S.O. and when it isn’t. But unfortunately, for those of us who are snoop-inclined, a little list isn’t going to make or break our will in the moment that we’re faced with, say, an email account left open or a cell phone left unguarded. (Or, in some extreme cases, just a computer left lying around. But that’s not me. Obvi.) More
Do you have issues with your no-longer-best girlfriend? Is your coworker driving you crazy? Megan Carpentier is here to give you the life advice that you don’t want to hear, told in the way you absolutely need to hear it. … More