Sam, a leggy blonde dressed in a navy blue power suit with high heels, stood outside Sterling World Plaza on Wilshire Boulevard in Beverly Hills. The former model had just been rejected.
"It was the most bizarre thing I've ever been through," said Sam, who lives in Los Angeles but wouldn't reveal her last name. "She stared at me, then looked away, took my resume, and said they would be in touch. But my friend's still in there."

Calling All Girls: The somewhat anonymous ad placed by Donald T. Sterling in the LA Times.
The trend alarmed me, especially if you search the LA Times online--this city's paper of record--and see them mangle the spelling time after time after time. Seriously, someone in the copy writing department needs a tutorial.
The LA Times isn't the only offender, though. Somehow, somewhere, copy editors and ad writers in Los Angeles and beyond started writing "St. Patty's Day" instead of "St. Paddy's Day." It is a spelling that is completely and almost offensively incorrect. So here's a very brief explainer.
"Patty" has ALWAYS been the spelling of the shortened version of the female name "Patricia." "Paddy," however, is the spelling of the shortened version of the male name "Patrick." St. Patrick was a guy, not a gal, so the proper spelling of the shorted version of St. Patrick's Day should be St. Paddy's Day. In other words, no double "T"s.
On this fine Celtic holiday, when anyone can be Irish for a day, it would be wonderful to see the LA Times and anyone else get the gender thing right. Slante!
Welcome to a dusty fantasy land of deep-throating elf ears, masturbating trolls, and chain-mail-wearing porn stars.
by Bonnie Ruberg, Village Voice
Pornography director Dez is standing on an outdoor set in the L.A. hills, on the first nice day in months. He's surrounded by actresses who're naked except for some strategically placed sheet armor. “It’s been like thirty degrees here,” he laments over the phone, expressing concern about his naked employees trying to “work” in the cold. “Finally we can shoot.”
What Dez (his industry name) is so anxious to film is the second episode in a new season of Whorelore: Swords, Sorcery, and Sex—his web-porn series based on the immensely popular massive multiplayer online role-playing game, World of Warcraft. A land of elves, fantasy, and eight million players, Warcraft can now also claim it has inspired sex between men and women in eighty pounds of hand-crafted armor. And no matter what kind of protection you're packing, in real life that much metal has got to make things less than magical.
Click here to read the rest of the Village Voice article on World of Warcraft porn - or just click here to go straight to the gallery of their NSFW (not safe for work) photos.

It's BCS Championship Game time and, two years after Katrina, New Orleanians are no doubt ecstatic to have the Sugar Bowl back in their fair city. They might not be so thrilled, however, to discover that their city is once again under a deluge.
Maybe I'm being a little sensitive, but check out the Sugar Bowl promotional display from ESPN's website. Looks eerily familiar doesn't it?
For those who haven't seen it in person, Bourbon Street isn't supposed to have gentle waves lapping up on its shores. And if the Superdome has any large bodies of water next to it, better call the National Guard because there's a problem. It's supposed to look like this.

I'm sure it's just an honest mistake, but seriously, come on. If Bhopal, India hosts a sporting event will ESPN's graphic designers put a bunch of discolored, floating mist in the background of their promotional images?

A Whiskerino competitor in his natural habitiat.
Sweet Jesus I've waited so long and now it's finally here. Whiskerino, the amateur beard growing competition that dares to suggest "We are alienated from our own facial hair," has finally awakened from its two-year slumber and stormed the Internet with waves of scruffy goodness.
For all you facial hair enthusiasts out there, be forewarned, Whiskerino isn't nearly as visually impressive as the World Beard & Mousache Championship -- at least not yet. It's only in its second week of competition and contestants are forced to begin with a "clean palette." But what it currently lacks in facial landscaping artistry it more than makes up for in Ron Jeremy participation.

It's too late to join, but here's hoping Angelenos will show some civic pride and rally behind local competitors Os Mutante and Juanzo. We might not have a football team but Goddammit we have a beard team -- and that's pretty good too.