Whenever I’m having a bad day I like to visit F*** My Life and browse through all the shittaneous stuff that happens to anonymous people. Never fails to at least make me feel a little better.

I’m willing to bet that in these times of economic downturn and tough job market there are a lot more ad people turning to religion. The crux of this speculation is that while I genuinely believe we are good people, the lot of us aren’t exactly the most wholesome of souls. Many of us don’t have a God to turn to when times get tough.

Enter the “Belief-O-Matic.” Just answer a series of questions and you’ve got yourself some religion or “’ligion” as I like to call it. Apparently, I’m a Theravada Buddhist. Awesome!

Hi, Reader. I’m going to admit, my primary reason for this post is an attempt to spark your, ahem, “romantic tendencies” enough to email one of our iMate singles below.

Watch this:

That was an ad for Agent Provocateur, a lingerie company out of the UK. With collections named “Pirates,” “Virgins,” and “Witches” I’m going to go on record to say this is the hottest lingerie company I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting.

Oh and just in case you’re lacking in the sensual imagination department they’ve created interactive theater experiences for their collections. I’m a fan of the “Pirates” experience, personally, but that should go without saying.

This doesn’t really make me want to drink more milk, but it MIGHT make me want to experiment with hallucinogenic drugs and sit in a bathtub full of milk. I’m not sure if this was part of the strategy, but it could arguably lead to even more Milk sales.

Oh, and try to get to the infinite guitar solo in outer space. It’s amazing.

I’d like to have coffee with the person who made this and congratulate them on creating such a fine piece of interactive art. I’m pretty sure I’d never want to see them again after that.

Good News: This “Dodge Ram Challenge” site reeks of superior production value and enough raw testosterone to sell every red state male a shiny new truck.

Bad News: Unfortunately, it will give you the worst case of hurl-inducing vertigo you’ve ever experienced in your life.

Google is my friend. Sometimes I wish it were a person so I could give it a hug. It’s that kind of love.

This new Gmail “Mail Goggles” application that they’ve launched is nothing short of extraordinary. It’s a function that can be enabled that requires emailers to solve simple math equations in an allotted time period before the email will send. So the more martinis you drink the less likely that slurred email to your estranged ex will actually go through.

One less way for me to totally embarrass myself. Now, if only something like this were available for Twitter.

One-sentence stories are nothing short of addicting. Have a read or two.

Arguably the best way you could possibly spend 8 minutes.

Goes to Date To Save. In an attempt to find something more frightening I took the filter off Google and image searched “morbid,” “gory” and “disgusting.” Nothing came close.