Now the yunnies want even their shit to be laced with gold. And they're willing to pay for it, thanks to this repulsive little offering from the delightful New Museum on the Bowery. Please tell me this is a joke. [Gothamist]
Cooper Hotel developer says "cities should not be museums." I guess they should be playgrounds for people who shit gold instead? [Observer via Curbed]
A grim round-up of 2007's vanished greats. What will take their places? People who shit gold. [Lost City]
"She's special, like me." The MyTwinn Doll provides the littlest yunnies with their very own clone, perfect training for a narcissistic adulthood. She has hair like me, freckles like me, she dresses like me...and she even shits gold like me! Now that would be special.
A. Fontana will be gone soon, but there are still a few good shoe repair shops left in town. At least in Brooklyn. (Sorry, I just couldn't work the shitting gold theme into this one.) [Bklynometry]
Last week I posted about the anonymous protest against the BBQ-turned-North-Fork bank. Since then, passersby have added their own notes to the taped-on signs, mostly polite stuff like "I agree" and "Me too." Now Alex in NYC reveals the protesters are skipping Scotch tape and going straight for good old Magic Marker. Doesn't that just make you want to shit gold? [Flaming P]