Virtual Flaneurism

I badly want to get this shirt for my nephew. Sadly, it's only up for vote right now (and, in my impatience and ineptitude, I can't figure out how to vote on it):

This reminds me of a time in college when a friend and I roamed around Christopher St., pretending we spoke only French and German respectively and trying to get directions to the metro from pedestrians. You wouldn't believe the number of phone numbers two fake foreigners can get wandering around without a grasp of the English language in the West Village.

As someone who just tumble-fucked his way through a Monday, I have to say, go fuck yourself, Leah.

This app is amazing, though I will be floored if/when they come out with dictionaries beyond Spanish. Translation of pictograph-based languages - Mandarin, for example - would be insane.

Anyway, the implications of this application are enormous. Tower of Babel, here we come.

Check out this amazing collection of videos of foreigners imitating English. My favorite? This music video of Adriano Celentano's song "Prisencolinensinainciusol", basically a mishmash of English-sounding gibberish. Watch it for the trenchcoat hot-stepping if nothing else.