Put this one in the "Why Didn't I Think of That" file. I just discovered this genius blog the other day that aptly calls Dwell magazine onto the carpet (FLOR, no doubt) for their penchant for showing sour, dour, scowling thirty something hipsters sullenly moping around their multimillion dollar modernist homes. Even the children and pets look aloof and jaded. Well-designed modern environments bring me great joy, so I don't know what's wrong with these people. Turn those frowns upside down already. Here are some highlights from Unhappy Hipsters:

Still recovering from broken trust, neither wanted to be the first to try the eggs.

Even in your company, I feel so alone.

Eames, Aalto — her most significant relationships were with dead designers.

He tried to focus on the novel, and not how much his bedroom reminded him of a plywood coffin.

The Rural Modernist himself became an animal convert as an adult and actually penned a piece on this very subject with pets ensconced in George Nelson-esque pieces and other modernist delights. Modernica, fabulous purveyors of modernist furnishings, is seeking submissions of pets on modern furniture. Here's a chance for your pet to go to a place where they're not supposed to go and you may be handsomely rewarded. Now, really, are you sure you still want them off the furniture?

Please welcome our latest columnist to The Rural Modernist team: Carol VanderKloot of cvk ink. This childhood chum of mine specializes in media relations and communications for the design community, so she will surely be sharing scoops and insider information long before you read about it anywhere else.

Even though the name "iPad" conjures up visions of feminine hygiene, I still want one. Bad. Let's hope Apple can persuade Cathy Rigby to be the spokesperson. Here's the real intro video: