All the Single Ladies. Interesting piece that covers a lot of ground around the past, present,and future of gender roles, relationships, and marriage and alternatives.

Your Favorite Team Doesn’t Give a Damn About You. Courtesy of the father/son team that is Sh*t My Dad Says.

One of my favorite email exchanges from 27b/6: Massanutten. Here’s a tiny bit I liked that isn’t even one of the funny bits:

My point is, barring the possibility of strategy formulating bears, stating my actions constitute a punishable breach of regulations structured to protect the community only enables you to be wrong with authority, not right.

Great commercial from Dollar Shave Club. Effective too, their site was down for a good chunk of yesterday, probably from all the traffic. Our Blades Are F*****ing Great:

Solitude and Leadership. Fantastic.

Teller Reveals His Secrets. "2. Make the secret a lot more trouble than the trick seems worth. You will be fooled by a trick if it involves more time, money and practice than you (or any other sane onlooker) would be willing to invest. My partner, Penn, and I once produced 500 live cockroaches from a top hat on the desk of talk-show host David Letterman. To prepare this took weeks. We hired an entomologist…"

The Xinjiang Procedure. Organ harvesting in China. Chilling.

When I first saw the trailer for Warrior I thought it was going to be terrible (and don’t watch the trailer, because it’s basically the whole movie in two minutes, cheesified), but I kept hearing good things, and sure enough, I loved it.

King of the Cosmos. Great profile of Neil deGrasse Tyson. Love how he ties the pursuit of big, ambitious science to national pride and success.

Probably my favorite Internet project ever, the show with ze frank, is going to return! Ze went to Kickstarter for funding, and he has already collected double his goal:

Total Recall. Great article by Joshua Foer, in which he sets out to write an article about memory athletes, and ends up joining their ranks.

A Question of Identity. "…by the time I walked to the plate in that softball game, I had built up a glittering yet utterly fragile structure of black iconography, all of which stood in nicely for my reality as an Asian kid without many friends who spent almost all his time worrying about debate tournaments and all the pretty, unattainable girls on the fast track to sorority row. I suppose that’s why my friend’s comment finally cut through, why it still lingers today. He kicked dirt over two distinct fantasies and made me stare down two very hard truths. The first…"