Tuesday, August 29th, 2006
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News29 Aug 2006 12:08 pm by nic
Rugby - The Game they Play in Heaven (and in a Bajillion Different Colors)
Somehow, these are the colors of success. Sky blue, magenta, chocolate and “French” gray. Just ask the English.
Harlequins FC, one of the greatest (or at least most recognizable) rugby clubs anywhere, ever, are again set to take on the best in England. What better way to celebrate than in your own classic ‘Quins strip?
Free of sponsor or apparel logos, space-age fabrics or any other 21st century features, it’s just a standard rugby jumper, with long sleeves, a button-up collar and an idiotic jester logo. They’ve just put it back on the market, and it’ll set you back about $85.
And what’s more, you can use wear it almost anywhere in the world, cheering on copycat teams from Pittsburgh to Melbourne to Nairobi.
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News29 Aug 2006 12:04 pm by nic
Shaken and, uh, Straight from the Shaker
Remember all the times you’ve been away from your house, in need of a cocktail and had no time to waste pouring it into a glass?
Yeah, we hate that too.
Luckily, Dunhill have teamed up with their own awesome, awesome back catalogue to bring us this classic cocktail kit.
Shaker, stirring sticks, olive sticks (all in sterling silver, of course) and coasters, all packed into the kind of stylish leather case that the modern world seems incapable of designing anymore.
And no glasses. Perfect.
Will magically reappear in Dunhill stores sometime in October.
Magically. From the past.
[via Sybarites]
News29 Aug 2006 12:02 pm by nic
Understanding Butchers
On erom feeb, gip, bmal!
And all these years you thought it was the masons who were talking a secret language behind your back.
The real secret society are butchers. And now their secret is out.
Since Elizabethan times, butchers have supposedly spoken a secret language amongst themselves. And, in truth, you’d think over that time they’d have thought up something a little more inventive than just saying everything in reverse. But that’s apparently all it is.
Tsuj teg em ym nmad nosinev…
It begs the question. Have we been eating feeb this whole time?
[via The Age]