Open outcry
Open outcry is the name of a method of communication between professionals on a stock exchange or futures exchange which involves shouting and the use of hand signals to transfer information primarily about buy and sell orders … many traders advocate for the open outcry system on the basis that the physical contact allows traders to speculate as to a buyer/seller’s motives or intentions and adjust their positions accordingly.
via Consumerist:
“You cringe over the price of a gallon of gas, but what about a gallon of Visine? An article in the September issue of ShopSmart shows that if you bought the eye drops by the gallon, the price would be $1,021. Steak sauce? $48. Secret Platinum, $189. Obviously, no one buys Visine by the gallon, except for maybe Cyclops (hey, that stick still burns). Similiarly, except for hobbyists, no one buys a dropper of gasoline. And there are cost-savings by selling and buying items in bulk. Still, makes you think…”
I heard that if you play Dark Side of the Rainbow at the same time as Buns of Steel, it totally synchs up. People call it The Dark Side of Buns.
How to fake being a wine snob
Step 5: Making Your Pronouncement
When you speak, speak slowly, as though you’re coming to a conclusion. Then break out with it. “I taste a hint of blackberry just at the finish.” Either people will agree with you, or they won’t. If they agree with you, great! They don’t taste shit, either. You can now tell them you’re catching a splash of Strawberry Go-Gurt in the fourth and down, and they’ll just nod and stare. You have bolloxed a bunch of clueless snobs; take a bow! If they don’t agree, then frown a little. They won’t ever say, “Bullshit! You fucker!” Instead, they’ll say, “Really? I don’t taste that….”
The Torture Playlist
Music has been used in American military prisons and on bases to induce sleep deprivation, “prolong capture shock,” disorient detainees during interrogations—and also drown out screams. Based on a leaked interrogation log, news reports, and the accounts of soldiers and detainees, here are some of the songs that guards and interrogators chose.
Trust me, I just listened to this playlist, and it really is torture. Mixing Tupac into Christina Aguilera into Neil Diamond is really not right. Not right at all.
The new line of “bottoms” from the Lindsay Lohan collection. Let’s hope I can still get some “leopard ankle gloves” before they sell out.
