Later this month, the still very new Anne Frank Center in New York is starting a four-session, very cool sounding diary writing workshop, among their many new public programs. What do they know that we don't???

I can sort of understand why so many people might find it amusing or disturbing that David Mamet will write and direct and new adaptation of The Diary of Anne Frank. But let's be serious: The guy is pretty much a born-again Jew. Do you really think he's going to turn in a screenplay full of "fuckin' Nazis" and "Otto, you cocksucker"s? Of course not. I'm sure he's going to approach the assignment with sensitivity, respect, and a dramatist's instincts for what makes a story vital and true. So remain calm. I mean, it's not like they tapped Quentin Tarantino to direct a movie set during the Holocaust, right? [...]

Guess who just won the Internet? These discussions about "The expurgation of the clitoris in the diary of Anne Frank," drawn from "The Clitoris and a Partial History of 'Tiny Revolts.'" Word. (via)

Will-I-Am's been quiet lately, hasn't he? Since making that song from that movie that nobody went to see at the start of the summer, he's been oddly removed from the public eye. You think, maybe he's working on a new Black Eyed Peas album or something? Or a 3D concert film with James Cameron? Well, it turns out he's been in Europe. You know what else is in Europe? Amsterdam. What else is happening in Amsterdam? Oh, right, the 150-year-old chestnut tree that was a rare source of comfort and joy for Anne Frank for the two years she spent hiding in an attic [...]