The loosely affiliated consortium of hackers and interwebz rabble-rousers Anonymous is still legion, but these days it’s a kinder, gentler one — or so the Anons behind the activist-minded social network Anon+ would suggest. Even though its first efforts to get that network going were shut down by server attacks…
The man killed while planking a seventh-story balcony in Australia wasn’t going to deter her. Nor was she to be outdone by Felony Misdemeanor, the drag queen who planked a Westword box earlier this week — so in the spirit of one-upsmanship, reader Kristen Evans sent us this epic photo…
As my semi-autistic friend Steve once observed, Time Is Numbers — and that’s true enough, but it’s also true that people don’t really like to think about the latter that much, because, well, math is boring and generally only enjoyed by nerds. That’s why it’s convenient, if you are ever…
For a group that made its name pulling such dumb pranks as sending “Justin Bieber syphilis” to the top of Google search results and collectively lowering the rating of Nickelback frontman Chad Kroeger’s signature Gibson, Anon’s been getting awful serious lately. Well, at least a faction of Anon is. After…
Normally, the Westword name would be enough to score press tickets to any movie screening you please — not with the Sarah Palin camp, apparently. It was perhaps on account of our reputation that our requests for tickets to the premier of The Undefeated went ignored, but on the positive…
It’s easily the most pointless fad since pole-sitting, and we’re proud to now be in some way affiliated with it. We came into possession of this awesome photo via local drag performer Felony Misdemeanor, who posed and then posted it to our Facebook wall, thus affording us our new official…
Everybody knows that, in this town, if you’re riding your bike around during the day and you’re not decked out in blaring, full-body lycra, you are doing it wrong. At night, though, all bets are off. This weekend, the Kaiser Permanente Moonlight Classic once again took off from the state…
God only knows what we did here to deserve the honor, but The Undefeated, the much-hyped 90-minute info-mercial for Sarah Palin, made its debut right here in little old Denver on Friday — well, actually Highlands Ranch, but, you know. At any rate, given the maniacal fervor Palin inspires in…
Three weeks and change after Colorado State Parks issued its long-awaited approval of the artist Christo’s proposed “Over the River” (not to mention several more years of infighting and bureaucratic hoop-jumping), the project, which would suspend some 5.9 miles of fabric panels over a stretch of the Arkansas River between…
Like Sting’s most absurdly protracted tantra, the Harry Potter series of books and movies (and merchandise) has for over a decade been dangling the carrot in front of its fans: What’s going to happen? Last night, the first of those fans found out the answer — a revelation that left…
Strange, intricate art projects have a way of randomly popping up around the Westword office, but usually they come with some kind of semi-frightening note with a phone number, or at least an indication of their ownership — like terrorist groups always admit when they bomb stuff. Except we like…
Given the horrible, atrocious things people do to each other (thanks, horrible people, for keeping journalism alive!), we sometimes imagine the news actually crawling off the page like some sort of repugnant lower life form — now, thanks to this photo a reader sent in this week, we have a…
That bitch Gretchen may have officially taken home the prize for last season of Project Runway, but everyone knows our boy Mondo Guerra got robbed: He had the most style (none of the other designers could touch him in terms of sheer inventiveness) and the best drama (coming out as…
In a Freudian sense, domestication is a pretty steep trade-off: For human beings (we call our domestication “civilization”), we get the benefits of safety, security and society, the comfortable pleasure of staking out some degree of order in an otherwise chaotic, dangerous world — the price, of course, is our…
The first time the founding members of SuperBaby got together to work on their freestyle rapping skills, the results were shockingly insightful: “We like to fight,” the hook went. “We like to kick you in the dick.” “There was never really a concept that we would become, like, a legitimate…
AXE Body Spray has had a surprising amount of marketing success with making a variety of fictional women lust after its musky scent — but apparently, those women are not the only demographic within whom the body spray inspires strong feelings. It’s been almost six months since Ben Dayton made…
If there’s anything we can learn from Return of the Jedi, it’s that you never want to get tossed into a large hole, probably because it’s actually a Sarlacc. Indeed, in the Star Wars universe and therefore also in our own a hole is never just a hole, and that’s…
When it comes time to get out the sticky icky, do a few rips and get all airee, there’s no better thing to do than plop down in front of the tube and let that shit rain all over your mind-grapes. Sometimes you get all giggly and you want to…
It’s a telling fact that, in a movie that features talking animals (including a monkey that sounds like Gilbert Gottfried doing a Joan Rivers impression), the least believable conceit is how Kevin James has a really good-looking girlfriend — but that’s just one of the many fatal flaws apparent in…
Give anyone who wants it access to unlimited bandwidth, and people are bound to come up with some weird shit. Consider: Though there is no real available count, the number of videos currently posted to YouTube by some estimates is in the multiple billions. Some of these videos go viral,…
Though the Red Hot Chili Peppers and I more or less parted ways right around the time I declined Anthony Kiedis’s invitation to fly away on his zephyr (which, for some reason, always sounds to me like a synonym for farting quietly), I will admit that there was a time…
We’ve peed our pants many a time, but by far our fondest memory of it was when we peed our pants during John Carpenter’s Halloween (other memories: not so fond). JK, we’ve never peed our pants in our entire lives, but seriously, John Carpenter is one of the best horror…
