taking a break, random: :)
Vatican’s Sweet Sistine brackets, Religion News Service: :)
More than 100 Roman Catholic cardinals will gather in the Sistine Chapel in March. One will emerge as pope. Who will it be? The “Sweet Sistine” is our guess at the top candidates from each continent.
You can vote below for who you think would move on to the next round in each matchup. First-round voting closes at midnight Eastern on Friday (March 1).
sideboob, epidemic, LOL, The Huffington Post: So agree …
Dear fine ladies of Hollywood, don’t mistake me for a prude. I’m a strong believer that if you’ve got it, flaunt it. Even if you don’t have it, wear it proud. Wear whatever you like, go as short or as tight as you can, hell, burn your bras in a 1960s tribute and go topless for all I care.
But the problem — and what to me makes it big enough that it’s worth addressing — is that you’re now getting creative with what we call “sideboob.” You’ve got underboob and boob window now, all pseudo-clever ways of showing cleavage. Because plain old cleavage looks cheap, Playboy-ish, and un-ladylike, right? SO DOES YOUR SIDEBOOB.
Nothing says “Look at me, please!” quite like a peek-a-boob. You can obviously afford a well-fitting brassiere, double-sided tape, or a stylist with a modicum of common sense. Is this really where you want to save your bucks?
I can see how you might (mistakenly) perceive the sideboob as appealing. There’s something naughty about it, right? It symbolizes womanhood? Well, it doesn’t. For all intents and purposes, all your lady parts were created equal. Just like you avoid the all-too-terrible crotch shot, for the love of God, cover up your boobs. There are plenty of sites that are waiting for you to slip up, and they’re the kind you try your hardest not to end up on.
Michelle Obama, Oscars 2013: National conversation …
“Shoot, my bangs set off a national conversation. My shoes can set off a national conversation. That’s just sort of where we are. We’ve got a lot of talking going on,” the first lady said only somewhat jokingly Thursday before an appearance in Chicago, her hometown. “It’s like everybody’s kitchen-table conversation is now accessible to everybody else so there’s a national conversation about anything.”
In what was not the first-ever Oscar appearance by a first lady, Mrs. Obama was beamed live from the White House into Sunday’s ceremony in Los Angeles to unseal the envelope and announce that the night’s final award, for Best Picture, would go to “Argo.” In 2002, Laura Bush appeared at the ceremony on videotape.
Americans have long been fascinated by their first ladies, scrutinizing everything from their clothes and hair to the issues they promote and how they raise their children. Mrs. Obama acknowledged that she and President Barack Obama have added appeal, and perhaps sometimes are subject to extra scrutiny, because they are the first black family in the White House but also a young couple (she turned 49 last month; he’s 51) with young children (daughters Sasha, 11, and Malia, 14).
Twitter, the tweet hereafter, random, Salon.com:
The London-based ad team at Lean Mean Fighting Machine has introduced an “artificial intelligence experiment” called LivesOn. A program that will let Twitter users, well, live on through their account.
In order to distill information about your tastes, interests and “voice,” the program analyzes your tweets while you’re still alive. But once LivesOn learns enough about your social media style, it will begin posting updates independently to your new feed. Your followers can “favorite” the tweets that they like, providing even more informational feedback to the Twitter bot, helping it sound even more like “you.”
Then, after you have tweeted your last and taken off for that big Google Hangout in the sky, your account’s “executor” will decide whether or not to keep it active. Really, the tag line says it all: “When your heart stops beating, you’ll keep tweeting.”