Here, at "Shine from Yahoo!," you will find the most amazing use of the Internet.

It is a slideshow. It is a slideshow about cats. It lists the "10 most popular kitten names." From whence does this data come? "We culled our records and came up with the a [sic] current list of the 10 most popular cat names." So, did I mention it's a slideshow? The pictures in the slideshow are just OF RANDOM CATS. Not even actual cats who have those allegedly "most popular names." NOT EVEN CATS WHO ARE UP FOR ADOPTION OR ANYTHING. Not even very GOOD cats. Just plain cats.

The slideshow also [...]

"I had a lot on my mind, and brushing his teeth was an extra thing I didn’t think about at night." —How are you going to write little Carthage and Chanterelle's college essays for them if you can't even bring yourself to brush their teeth?

If you work on the web, freelance on the web, or have any interest in business on the web, you absolutely must read the astonishing AOL plan and guide to "content" that was obtained by Nicholas Carlson at Business Insider. Obviously, they are increasing pageviews, amount of "content" published, while decreasing the amount paid for content. That's because that's how corporations work. Warning: reading this will be rough going, as it is full of jargon and b.s. and corporate blah blah, but the thing has rewards on every page. (I mean, yes: "Benadryl for Dogs" cost $15!) This is how it all really works! This is the real [...]

This is what it sounds like when the doves drill in the sidewalk outside. (iTunes)

In the vast backseat, Chris was even more flirtatious than before, touching my arm and my knee. At this point, which was a… number of drinks in, it was easy to forget that it really was an interview, and I'd be lying if I said it didn't cross my mind that something might happen (and that we'd go to the Oscars and get married and have babies forever until we died?). But there was always the question of how much of it was truly Chris Evans, and whom I should pretend to be in response.

—Oh my! To say that "hijinks ensue" with The Hairpin editor Edith [...]