Esquire is running a great slideshow showing the “Evolution of Men’s Style” from 1933 to 2008. I wish there was more commentary on each image — and even with forty some-odd images, I still wish there were more images, too! — but it’s a great primer for understanding teh last several generations of formal and casual fashion.

The Evolution of Men’s Style: 1933-2008 [Esquire]

A script reader got a hold of the movie written by professional internet bastard Tucker Max, I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell. They didn’t like it. (This is where I would tried to add “They must have been fat — or a woman!” but the sarcasm just didn’t come through.)

One other highlight before I go down for my mono nap: A major comic set piece in the script is when Tucker makes his big sexual conquest over a midget. And that’s the joke. Not that that she has a big, tall or tiny, little boyfriend who comes after Tucker, or that she looks at his junk and says “I’ve had bigger” (I am not saying that’s very funny…but it is at least a joke) or, for that matter, anything anyone says throughout is humorous. Just that she’s a midget. Because midgets are inherently funny, not to mention cutting edge for comedy. Especially when the writers emphasize how grotesque it is simply to be a little person and to have short, “sausage fingers” that barely wrap around a guy’s…well you get the picture. Isn’t that hilarious? She’s small and therefore a freak. Comedy paydirt. I only wish I could get more! Wait, I’ve got it: Someone should get a bunch of midgets and like travel around the country with them so people can laugh at their comedy (i.e. that they exist) …maybe get some other inherently funny people like ladies with facial hair to join in, and draw attention to the comedy show with like a big, bright tent or something. I am on fire with ideas today. My point isn’t that the above is offensive, but that it’s not even slightly funny. Ever. Ditto the rest of the script.

Of course, a shitstorm erupts in the comments as Tucker Max fans claim that the script reader [em]just didn’t understand the humor[/em] and therefor must be (wait for it) fat and a woman. (But she can prove them otherwise by posting a picture!)

The Tucker Max Movie: Idiot’s Delight (spoilers below) [Film Industry Bloggers]

Discovery Channel is one of my employers, but they didn’t know that when they asked me to let you know that Shark Week now includes robot sharks. Informed.

Shark Week (dot com)

Admit it Joel. I am your best friend.

Discovery posts this fantastic update from the world of tree shrews, which are apparently nature’s own lushes:

Even the most ardent beer fans would have trouble subsisting on their favorite brew day in and out, but scientists have just discovered that the pentailed treeshrew lives off a frothy, fermented nectar that smells like beer and has its same alcohol content.
Humans previously were thought to be the only animals that regularly imbibed alcohol, but the soft-furred, slender treeshrews drink far more than most humans ever could for their body weight, and have been doing so for up to 55 million years.

Tree Shrew Lives on Nature-Brewed Beer [Discovery.com]

How come more people don’t causally throw back a few shots at home? I think its a great way to come home from work, line up a few shots and toss them back.

That’d wash the stink off.

Bill Bumgarner explains tequila in more detail than you probably ever thought necessary:

First, Cuervo Gold is not good tequila. It is actually a really terrible product, quality wise, backed by some brilliant market. Sadly, most of the tequila consumed in the United States is Cuervo Gold or something equally as bad. And by “bad”, I mean bad taste and vicious hangover.

Good tequila is almost always a tequila that is made from alcohol distilled from 100% blue agave. Specifically, the species Agave Weber Tequilana. This plant of the class Liliopsida (Lilies) has nothing to do with cactus. Blue agave is grown primarily in the Mexican state of Jalisco.

More specifically, Cuervo gold is a Tequila Mixto, Joven Abocado or, more precisely, young and adulterated tequila.

By Mexican law, adulterated tequilas are at least 51% blue agave. The other 49% is generally comprised of the absolute cheapest, nastiest, sugar cane based liquor. If you are familiar with big city corner bodegas, the cheap rum in the plastic bottle on the bottom shelf behind the counter. “Bum rum” we called it in NYC.

What is good tequila? [Friday.com]

I don’t even care anymore. We’re going all bulldog all the time.

One more video and we’re going to have to change the tagline of the site.

You will find this video delivers as advertised. (Thanks, John!)

Even if several months have already passed, the MacBook Air still kicks ass in terms of notebook innovations. Thinnovation was the advertorial cry embraced by Apple, presents the tinniest of all laptops you can find in the market, just as thick as your index finger. Some newer laptops are even thinner, but none have the Air’s tapered edge optical illusion.

When I got a hold of this magnificent Apple product a queasy feeling ran in my stomach: I had the most exquisite computer that one could ever hold. It’s an anorexic notebook, yet almost everything that you want to find in a notebook is here, provided you don’t use FireWire or lots of USB devices.

If there is a Lotus in the realm of sleek laptops, MacBook Air is the one.

Catalog Page [Amazon]