My smart colleague George Dvorsky over at Gizmodo published a defense of “radical life extension” this morning. This is a largely pseudo- or quasi-scientific pursuit favored by billionaire parasite Peter Thiel (among others), based upon the idea that, essentially, death is a pathology rather than a natural fact of…
Everyone has their own relationship to and tolerance for alcohol, but next time you’re at a party, you might do well if you have exactly two drinks. If you are a person who has found that zero drinks, or one drink, is the right number for you, then that is the number to stick with. For everyone else, try two.
Life is an ongoing process of intellectual growth and discovery. Here are the things I added to my personal body of knowledge in 2015.
Sometimes you’re out, wandering around a parking lot in a cute pink jacket, seemingly without a care in the world, when a dark notion suddenly falls upon you: “I have no one to blame for this but myself.” Alternatively, sometimes you’re a toddler noticing your shadow for the first time.
Look at this dumb turtle chasing after a dog like he's got a real shot at catching up; he'll never catch up. And yet even so, onward he plods, ne'er to abandon his reptilian hope—to be sure, he's a real idiot, but one deserving of some respect.
Post-collegiate wailing wall Thought Catalog is more than a just a place for 20somethings to write about dumb bullshit; it's a place for 20somethings to share their valuable life lessons.
Everyone has a friend—a terrifying, beautiful friend—who wields humor the way ranchers wield cattle prods; who jokes, and teases, and Just kidding!s her underlings ("BFFs!") toward the cliff-edge of nervous breakdown; whose sadism is impossible to fight against because it's just a joke, why can't you take a joke? …
There once was a ripped, huge-dicked, extremely attentive, highly organized young man from Australia who was frightfully eager to find the woman of his dreams (within a 50 km radius of his home). To that end, he drafted a 99 page guide (to himself, his life, his future wife; his quirks, his tics, his eleven-inch dick;…
Natasha's roommate, Eric, had finally done it. He had truly crossed a line. He existed now beyond the pale, in a lawless wasteland populated by bandits, brutes, and bad, bad roommates. Natasha sings now, of his treachery, in an email forwarded to Gawker.
He knew it was risky business, but a 14-year-old from Prospect Heights, Illinois, decided to take advantage of his parents' absence by hiring a prostitute over the Internet.
Delta Gamma is once again a safe space for boners. One week after a foul-mouthed crash course in social etiquette put the sorority on the GODDAMN FUCKING map, Delta Gamma brass have decided that the now infamous University of Maryland email was HORRIBLE, I repeat, HORRIBLE PR FOR THAT CHAPTER. They've just accepted…
There are two things the Delta Gamma sorority's University of Maryland chapter refuses to tolerate. The first is Delta Gammas who are "LITERALLY being so fucking AWKWARD." The second is young ladies who are "so fucking BORING."
A pair of employees at a Scottish oil company had their — and everyone else's — worst nightmare realized this week after accidentally forwarding a series of private steamy exchanges to the entire office.
Everyone was tricked into reading about sports yesterday, after the inspirational story of one college football star suddenly became so riddled with holes, plot twists, and BIG REVEALS, it would not have felt out of place as a character arc on Gossip Girl: Season 2.
Hiring a nanny is nervewracking. You want someone who's great with kids, who can speak three languages, and who has impeccable virtue, yet you also want someone who will work for free. It's a delicate balance.
If you were lolling around the internet during the holidays, many of you probably read Megadeth lead singer Dave Mustaine's bitchy evisceration of suit-merchant Men's Warehouse via his personal Facebook page after they screwed up a gift certificate purchase he made, putting a damper on his gift-giving spirit. The…
Women. Everybody loves them as much as they love shoppin', and boy do they love shoppin'.
When NYU sophomore Max Wiseltier received an email from NYU's Bursar office last night about a new, electronic tuition form, he wasn't sure what to do so, naturally, he forwarded the email to his mom. "do you want me to do this?" was his exact response. There was one small problem, though; instead of hitting "Fwd" he…
This afternoon a tipster forwarded us a Facebook post and link to a Google Doc, composed by a new mother, laying out some ground rules for the friends who will serve her.
Yesterday, Gawker received an impassioned email from a Mt. Lebanon (Pa.) High student concerning the school's proposed "grinding" ban. (If you are not sure what "grinding" is, you'll find out in detail shortly.) The letter was so convincing that we asked to republish it in full, and the student complied, so long as…
