This actually pissed me off more than the two screaming potheads on the train ride home.

[ruta_skadi]

Usually, when I ride the train, I see at least one poster from a university med center, advertising drug trials for treating things like bulimia, schizophrenia, and depression. I always wonder about the people who sign up for these trials. I worry about what they do when the trial is over. Pharmacology is always a tricky situation, especially when

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[somethinghead]

I heard a piece on This American Life about Guinea Pig Zero a zine for people who like farming themselves out for drug trials and clinical studies, etc.

Also, Glamour magazine has declared BP Helium a fashion "don't".

The bit in Pitchfork's writeup that really made me LOL:

Yes, on a normal person leading a normal lifestyle, that look probably wouldn't work. You couldn't really show up at a T.G.I. Friday's after a long, hard day at your realty company wearing that outfit and not expect to get laughed at. But if you show up at an Of Montreal concert in it, you're likely to be considered underdressed.

[ruta_skadi]

Ooo, thank you, that cheered me up immensely.

Actually, my favorite line in that:
Of course, the Glamour employee who put this feature together probably didn't know that this is a guy whose boss rarely wears pants.

Also, kudos to Pitchfork's system of making links appear in bold, because it makes all of the text you're linking sound really freakin' important.