In a compelling new book Discovery of Flight 19: A 30-Year Search for the Lost Patrol in the Bermuda Triangle, author and former military pilot Jon F. Myhre comes up with a very well-reasoned explanation to the incident that gave rise to the superstition.
Eschatology, the study of the end of the world, can seem a little heavy duty but these days it seems to me that discussions of apocalypse can be pretty significant, if not actually sexy.
Flipping through the pages of Vogue today, I felt like detective Clarisse Starling knocking on the door to Jame "Buffalo Bill" Gumb's house. I leaf through page after page of cadavers or rather just the skins being worn for the love of fashion or rather obsession.
Aside from being a bizarre social media fad, death hoaxes are evidence of a larger, much scarier trend on the Internet: believing that everything on the Internet is true. As we increasingly turn to our friends and followers for news, it is important that we do so prudently.
"Oh my sweet, buttery bagels." Everyone's talking about Japanese bagel heads, or saline in the forehead. And most of these claims are grossly inflated.
I know this is the craziest thing to hear for those of you that have never seen anything like this, but to those of us that have, especially the Bigfooters, they know that I know what was on the other side of that tent.
Here we are a few days out from the election and I feel like I'm the one running for office. Could there be four more years of job security and stability for my family and I, or will it be the beginning of the new chapter in my life?
My own opinion has been that psychology plays more of a part with penis size during sex than anything else. People like to feel like they turn the other person on, and vice versa. All penises are exciting, regardless of size.
The next thing you know, you're off to the Amazon rainforest in South America, drinking a tea made from a psychoactive plant and taking part in an ancient ceremony intended to heal and open the realms of consciousness. That's what happened to filmmaker Michael Wiese.
Radioman, less well known as Craig Castaldo, has been a regular fixture on New York film sets for years. After over 100 cameos in movies and television shows, he's now playing the lead in his own documentary.
The last time I went to the Jersey Shore, Mike "the Situation" Sorrentino took me for frozen custard. I would buy everyone in the world right now a frozen custard, just so they would realize how special the Jersey Shore is. And then they would donate whatever they could afford to the American Red Cross.
Determined by popular vote and now in its fifth year, the Robert Goulet Memorial Mustached American of the Year is not a "best mustache" contest, but is awarded to the person who is deemed to best representing the sexually dynamic Mustached American lifestyle.
"I've never tattooed a tongue, and in all honesty, the idea sounds a bit unnecessary. The texture of your tongue seems like a ridiculous place for a tattoo. As for your body's ability to maintain pigment on your tongue... well, I have a hard time envisioning that lasting."
Underwear brands have been continually jumping on the glow-in-the-dark underwear train this year, and it appears for good reason. Check out some of our favorite glow-in-the-dark underwear for your next blackout.
Having lived, studied and traveled in Mexico for almost 30 years, I can personally attest to the intimate and familiar nature of death in popular culture. Long before Saint Death's public outing 11 years ago today, images of death personified abounded.
On November 6, voters will go to the polls and cast their ballot for our next President. Because of very powerful astrological events occurring at this time, I predict an even more dramatic and shocking election than the 2000 Bush-Gore presidential contest.
I am positively exhausted. No, not from cleaning up the mess that Hurricane Sandy left in my yard. I am exhausted from causing Hurricane Sandy! Yes, my homosexuality brought on God's wrath and is the reason for this storm, according to preacher John McTernan.
Here's the question - the big question, and often the only question - I am asked when an innocent, neophyte or perhaps a die-hard non-believer catches the title of my book: what the hell is "cute culture"?
Amy Buchwald, 2012.13.11