
London photo of the day: rudeness on rails
Yes, total stranger sitting across from me on the train into St. Pancras this afternoon: please put your Sainbury’s crap all over my side of the table we’re supposed to be sharing.

Yes, total stranger sitting across from me on the train into St. Pancras this afternoon: please put your Sainbury’s crap all over my side of the table we’re supposed to be sharing.
Actual unretouched phrases that people plugged into search engines this week that led them to this site (with some commentary from me)…

Old signage uncovered at the Soho headquarters of Paramount Pictures.

I am particularly enraged by “PATRIOT Act,” which was anything but patriotic, and which set us on the path of “Homeland Security” and “Total Information Awareness”…

Now on sale: Haitian sculpture.

Most of it makes no sense at all, but who cares? This is cheerful ridiculousness pulled off with panache.

Someone is trying to fool the unsuspecting…

A snail who wants to be a race car? Anyone can identify with that. A girl snail who wants to be a race car? Whoa, what is such madness?

The ridiculously comfy seats in one of the screenings rooms at the Charlotte Street Hotel.

More brooding thinkpiece than sci-fi thriller, and yet fans of brooding thinkpieces may not be wholly satisfied, either.