The first zero-emission home is unveiled. It looks not a little like an overhead luggage compartment. McDonald's employee of the year is Olympic hopeful. Who would credit it? At a London conference, the Second Sea Lord says the Navy is 'now accommodating gays and lesbians'. Childish innuendo about rear admirals no longer welcome. "Sometimes the gentleman would adjust himself slightly, sometimes his genitals would be exposed and sometimes not as much." You have to......

With all that went down this week, we thought we thought we'd cheer everyone up by giving everyone a double dose of dogs. It was a rollercoaster ride of emotions this week at DCist. Like the rest of country, we were floored by the news of so many dead coming out of Virginia Tech, and with so many of the victims and their relatives from the D.C. area, we felt it important to pay......

Somehow, the world of -ists managed to make it through the week despite news that Jen & Vince broke up. -Chicagoist had fall on their mind as they made squash and fudge, read "House of Leaves" and ">tried to figure out what's next for the Cubs. Not fall related, but still of utmost concern, the whole skinny black pants thing. -Torontoist fought off an evil scourge of raccoons and went to go see who would......

Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice, for the new series of Green Wing (Fri 9pm C4) is upon us! We don't envy whoever has to go round the Tube taking down all the teaser posters, however. There isn't much we can add to this, except it makes us happy. As does the thought of Adam Rickett being eaten by Lord Freddie Whatsisface - shame that the producers of Alive: Back To The Andes (Wed 8pm Five) chickened......

Christmas is just around the corner, and signs of the festive season are cropping up all over, from the jolly garlands that were put up in our local Superdrug sometime in the middle of October, to non-denominational holiday illuminations hopefully not flicked on by convicted rapists. But of course one of the most eagerly-awaited signs of the Yuletide is to be seen on Oxford Street, in the famous holiday window displays at Selfridges. Needless......

Reading may be a solitary and silent pastime, but when there's an award at stake you can expect to hear many a raised voice. The Orange Prize for Fiction – open to women fiction writers around the world - has been going strong for ten years and although it was denounced as "a lemon" in the early days, vilified by a few (mostly male) commentators and might smack, as Fay Wheldon stated yesterday, of......

The reviews have already begun to trickle in, and one thing is certain: Gerald Barry's new opera at the ENO, The Bitter Tears of Petra von Kant is some weird, fucked-up shit. You must go see it. We expressed our high hopes for this opera quite some time ago. Our anticipation increased to fever pitch when we read that a dress inspired by Big Brother's Makosi would be worn on stage. (PS, it was.)......

Although there are still a few days before Sunday, Londonist could not resist informing our readers of what could be a potentially riotous event. This Sunday at 9:00 pm, the Curzon Soho (a Londonist favorite) will be showing She Hate Me, Spike Lee’s most recent movie. Now why is it you ask that we mention this? Because this is no ordinary screening, it is the first Curzon Boo-A-Long(and once you hear the storyline you will......