Moving Dirt: The Selvedge Yard digs up a 1971 Sports Illustrated story on Steve McQueen and his dirt-biking alter ego Harvey Mushman. [TSY]
RIP, Steve Sabol: Remembering the late NFL Films president. NFL Crunch Course was a game changer. [Deadspin]
Uneasy Money: The question at the core of Facebook’s future success: Can it possibly build a business model that isn’t inherently creepy? [The Atlantic]
Getting Beard: In case you weren’t aware, the European Beard and Mustache Championship happened this past weekend. Luckily The Telegraph was on hand to photograph it in all of its bristly glory. [Telegraph]
Pants Don’t Lie: Put This On explains the three-tiered hierarchy of chinos. Study up. [PTO]
It’s Just the Tits: It seems The New Yorker has pushed Facebook’s limits of decency with their latest cartoon—they’re calling it “Nipplegate.” [New Yorker]
Barry F-bama: A glorious soundboard of Barack Obama reciting the colorful language of a schoolmate. Use this only for good (and prank-calling that right-wing roommate of yours from freshman year). [Regretsy]
Karl and Aziz: Refinery29 catches up with Aziz Ansari during Fashion Week to talk dinner jackets and a reality show with Herr Lagerfeld. [R29]
KLM is currently testing a program called Meet and Seat that lets you see the Facebook or LinkedIn profile of your fellow passengers before choosing a seat. The idea is that you’ll scan the crowd for like-minded souls and choose your conversation partner accordingly. It’s a good deal if you don’t want to be stuck with a talkative “management specialist”—but we can’t help thinking something’s been lost. Specifically, that rare, unexpected bond between strangers...
You’ve got friends and colleagues and acquaintances. And thanks to Facebook, you’ve probably got a pretty accurate count of each one. But when the time comes to confide, to spill a personal secret to someone you trust implicitly... you may be coming up short.
According to a recent Cornell study, the average American makes do with only two “confidants”—down from three in 1985—and as we scan our own contact list, we have to admit that’s about right. We’ve got double the personal network of the last generation, but it’s only half as deep—but it’s not too late to dust it off...
The Factory Tour of Factory Tours: In honor of their ongoing collaboration, Opening Ceremony stops by the Pendleton factory, and finds a surprising amount of native American ephemera. [Opening Ceremony]
You, Explained: A comprehensive guide to the world’s Facebook profiles. [Fast Company]
Grunge, We Hardly Knew Ya: A child of the 90s looks back on the music of his youth, or Why Nirvana Mattered. [A.V. Club]
The Old Ways Are Best: Yet more Jacques love, this time with video and a useful tip for finding under-the-counter magazines in New York. [Revel in New York]
The Kingmaker: Sean Parker got in on the ground floor of Facebook and Napster. At 30, he spends his time wearing beautiful suits and hunting people for sport. (We’re pretty sure that’s in there.) [Vanity Fair]
Pant of the Year: If the phrase “corduroy tweed trousers” isn’t enough to sell you on this, we don’t know what will. [Sartorially Inclined]
The Greatest: An obsessive breakdown of the greatest diva of our time. Pay particular attention to the “Aging into a Drag Queen” category. [The Awl]
A Better Lightbulb: The lightbulb just got a little bit cooler and a lot more tentacle-shaped. [Creative Review]
Stairway: The US Air Guitar Championships are happening right now, and if you’re reading this, that means you’re missing out. Sadly, the live video stream is down, but there should still be plenty of rock to go around. [World’s Best Ever]
But Do They Have Batman?: Portland’s Floating World Comics is our favorite store of the day. [WeJetSet]
Dog Day Icon: Apparently the “Facebook guy” who used to pop up on the upper left of the screen was actually Al Pacino. Hoo ah? [Mashable]
Lifetime Achievement: In honor of his 70th birthday, here’s some pictures of Alex Trebek being drunk, smug, and generally awesome. [Urlesque]