Here’s a pic my friend sent to me that’s not for the faint of heart.
Actually, it is for the faint of heart. It’s not all that bad, come to think of it. It just takes a sec to process.
No wait, maybe it is really gross. I don’t know what to think.
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Apparently the biggest mystery about Season 4 of “Lost” is how I missed this. Thanks to Topless Robot’s Twitter (that sounds way worse than what it is), I am no longer in the dark. Is Higgins behind Dharma? You be the judge.
I have a friend that, as another of my friends pointed out (who is also friends with him), suffers from Mary Jane Watson Syndrome.
“Mary Jane Watson Syndrome?” you may ask. “That’s not in the DSM-IV.”
You’d be the wrong kind of nerd for asking that question, but it is true. The Mary Jane Watson Syndrome, as explained by my friend (about my other friend):
He likes to make people think he’s doing better than he’s actually doing, because it’s too embarrassing. Like in the first “Spider-Man” film, when Mary Jane runs into Peter for the first time in New York, and she tells him all the wonderful things she’s accomplished. Then the short order chef comes out and exposes her lie…
It’s the Mary Jane Watson Syndrome.
Poignant, geeky, and spot-on, for sure. But it got me wondering – are there other conditions that could be defined by the ladies in superhero films? I mean, they typically aren’t written as the most stalwart of women. Otherwise, who would be left for the hero to save if there were no damsels in distress?
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Russell Simmons had a cast of about fifty people from all kinds of ethnic backgrounds for his new game show – “Yellow & Blue Make Green.” We were all outside of the set, and questions were brewing amongst the potential contestants.
“Do you think green means environmental, or do you think green mean money?”
The warehouse doors opened to allow entrance. Inside resembled a Nickelodeon show like “Double Dare.” There were shelves containing yellow liquids and blue liquids. Some had yellow clay and blue clay. Yellow paint and blue paint. Yellow pudding and blue pudding.
I was curious. In between each of the pairs of substances existed one green colored combination of the two.
“I’ll bet we’re supposed to compete by mixing these and whomever gets closest to that color the fastest wins.”
Russell finally greeted us all and lead us into another area of the warehouse that looked more like a store. He picked ten people of which I was one, and sent the rest into the green room.
He said the first person to bring him a green balloon would win, but he didn’t say what they’d win. As everyone tried to combine yellow and blue balloons, I found a green one and brought it to Russell. He said I get to chose the fate of someone in the green room. I asked in what way, and he said whatever I thought that meant.
I decided to let everyone play, and he said that meant everyone won!
“Money?” I asked. He shook his head. “Environmental awareness?” Again he shook his head.
“Harmony,” he responded.
INGREDIENTS: eleven bottles of Miller Lite, thirty combination pizza rolls, and three spoon fulls of large curd cottage cheese… yum!
This is a small heads up to anyone interested. Seriously, is anyone interested?
This site’s sister site, TVismyIV, should be having more regular updates. It’s a place where anything concerning the ol’ boob tube has a nice little home. Check it out. You can click the link above, or under the Blog Roll on your right. It’s on my left, in case you were wondering.
What? Didn’t you know that us words are looking back at you? Think about that the next time you’re taking care of business while staring at a pic of Megan Fox (or for the ladies – Brian Austin Green).
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Vodpod videos no longer available.Seeing as how I was supposed to get to see this preview attached to “Quantum of Solace” this past weekend, and seeing as how I didn’t get to see said preview for some quantum of a reason, I present it to you here. Y’know, in case you didn’t get to see it too. (It’s the new “Star Trek” movie, dummy!)
Man, I seriously wanted some James (Bond) on James (Kirk) action! O&BTW – the flick looks beautiful.
No, no, don’t kick me in the nards for saying that! Uumph! (keels over)
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Here’s a new literal video from Dusto MCNeato (his YouTube moniker). Enjoy!
If you ask any self-respecting “Star Wars” fan (they do exist) what their favorite film is in the trilogy, they’ll most often respond, “Empire Strikes Back.” (There’s no need to say original trilogy because the other three flicks don’t exist – how’s that for denial?)
I used to say “Return of the Jedi,” because I was eight, and I liked the Ewoks. But as the real-life encroached upon me like Vader’s Star Destroyer over the Tantive IV (I’ve said too much), the cynicism and hopelessness of the second film connected with me… even though I still like the Ewoks (I’ve really said too much).
Sci-fi heavy website, io9, has complied a list of the Five Major Flaws in Episode V (And How to Fix Them). Many of the issues have the same solution, as in what follows:
The bounty hunters should have fought each other in a Bloodsport-style tournament. All those awesome characters, and all George Lucas can give us is the non-canon Tales of the Bounty Hunters, which is in book form, making it very hard to imagine how everything that happens looks. In ESB, we see Bossk sneer at Boba Fett—and that’s it. That breaks one of the cardinal rules in Robert McKee’s Story: If one character sneers at another and they don’t throw down later, the movie is ruined.
The fix:“You are free to use any methods necessary,” Vader says, “but I want them alive. No disintegrations.”
“As you wish,” Fett answers. He looks at the other bounty hunters. “Not that you crumbheads will have to worry about finding them anyway.”
Dengar bristles. “Who are you calling a crumbhead?” [Note: “Crumbhead” is a total Corellian insult.] He steps to Fett.
“Watch it,” Fett says. “My dad killed most of the Jedi.”
There is silence. Finally, IG-88 says, “That’s quite a stretch.”
“Enough!” Vader yells. “We will settle this in the cage.”
Check it out for some interesting complaints. Otherwise, we’ll have to settle this… in the cage.
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Natural disaster and “Mean Girls” actress, Lindsay Lohan, is about to one up the title of the film that made her a star-on-the-verge-of-something-more. You know… she’ll be the Meanest Girl.
Samantha Ronson, the DJ-on-the-vag-of-someone-more-famous, has expressed her desire to marry the love of her life, LiLo.
But as all the tabs and blogs have said all along (not verbatim) – you can take the penis out of the white trash, but you really can’t.
From IMDB (b/c I couldn’t find it on NotW):
A source tells British newspaper the News of the World, “Linds is on the brink because Sam won’t leave her side. Whenever she does, Lindsay’s on the phone telling her mates she’s decided she’s not a lesbian.
“Of course she still has feelings for Sam – but she also feels like she has to escape.”
Currently going down in Lindsay’s leggings (from her 6126 clothing line, duh!):
Vagina: L, I’m lonely.
Lindsay: Whatever do you mean? Sammy’s always been good to you.
Vagina: But L, she’s not enough.
Lindsay: Sammy knows you inside and out. She understands you and takes care of you.
Vagina: I know…
Lindsay: What’s the problem then?
Anus: Okay, you got me! It’s not the Vagina, all right! You know Sammy’s disgusted by me. But the boys… the boys are really into me…
Lindsay: You’re right. You win. You should have told me it was you all along.
Anus: Amen to that, sister! Emphasis on men.
Lindsay: Mm-hmm.
Finis.
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