Chances are, you’ll never need to suit up against Ebola — but just in case, here’s how to do it. Update: This post includes new recommendations from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention.
In the middle of an empty bar, I erupted into grief, knowing full well that I’m only here because my suicide attempts were unsuccessful.
The red-nosed pros at the 2014 World Clown Association annual convention know you think they’re creepy. How does a maligned and misunderstood centuries-old art form survive bad PR and cultural decline?