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They should change his name to Stephen Woot because of every time I see him in a movie
Evolutionarily speaking (and like humans) cats are lucky. They’re smart and agile enough to avoid danger, smart and agile AND big enough to snare lots of high-protein food. Which last fact allows them lots of leisure time. Much like humans. We identify with them.
But unlike humans, they aren’t burdened with a conscience. Unlike with humans, the universe sends them NO pangs of guilt, ever. Like, if a person is physically able to be cat-lazy AND they’re smart enough to know how much harder other creatures have it, they feel bad about it, usually. Cats have no such qualms.
Humans amuse themselves with the stupidity of cats, because what else do we have over cats? That’s the only way we can gloat. This saddens a many of us. And so of cats we dream.
I once saw LL Cool J flying coach from NYC to Cincinnati. He was in seat 1A on a class-free plane (thank you, Karl Marx). Twisting his thick-ass neck toward the window as much it would go, he had his hoodie up, shades on. He might as well have wrapped his face in a blanket. No one was bothering him, so I guess Mission Accomplished. But he looked supremely uncomfortable and not a little scared, and I don’t like that. If Mr. Smith is scared, what hope is there for the rest of us? I don’t like this news one bit.
This movie was a pleasant surprise! I was expecting the worst, and I got mediocre.
I liked that they made Summer an idealized indie dreamgirl who actually pretty much sucks. That is a real type of person that doesn’t show up in movies much! (Favorite part of the movie was when she said her favorite Beatle was Ringo. That’s a really good way to establish a character as an vacuous contrarian!) I didn’t like the main character, though, so that was a little rough. And teh ending was teh horrible. Like, you couldn’t have come up with a more bitingly unfair parody ending. But that was the real ending!
My mom flew from Michigan to attend. She’s a huge Colbert-head.
The Constant Gardener: An eccentric Englishman’s struggle with obsessive compulsive disorder helps transform the landscape of a once-dingy Northern town.
’90s kids who were into shitty hardcore still had the perspicacity to shit on Victory Records back then.
Suburban Detroiter detected. http://www.grandprixposters.com/gallery-canvas/Detroit1982GrandPrixPoster.html
(Not unearthed by me, but…priceless.)
How she met her husband, via her cached myspace blog:
Tuesday, March 25, 2008 OUR STORY…Current mood: accomplishedCategory: Romance and Relationships
IF YOUR INTERESTED:AUGUST 2006, AFTER DAYS OF ASKING I DECIED TO GO OUT TO THE BAR WITH MY SISTER-IN-LAW….ON THE WAY IN , I WAS JUST ABOUT RAN OVER BY A HEAVELY DRUNK MAN..THIS WAS SCOTTY… GAVE ME A HUGE HUG AND USED HIS POPULAR PICK UP LINE “HI MY NAME IS SCOTT AND I DRIVE A HUMMER, YOU WANTA FUCK”.I WAS MARRIED AND TOLD HIM NOT INTERESTED..
THAT STILL DIDNT STOP HIM FROM ASKING MY SISTER-IN-LAW FOR MY PHONE NUMBER…A FEW WEEKS LATER MY SISTER-IN-LAW AND SCOTTY STARTED TO DATE..AND THAT MENT HE WAS AT MY HOUSE ALL THE TIME.. (SHE LIVED WITH ME) .
I ON THE OTHER HAND WAS NOT IN A HAPPY MARRAGE AND WITH IN A FEW MONTHS DECIDED THAT THIS MARRAGE WAS OVER…THERE WAS ALWAYS A GOOD CONNECTION BETWEEN THE BOTH OF US AND THE FACT THAT MY SISTER-IN-LAW WASNT REALLY THAT INTERESTED IN HIM, MADE IT REALLY EASY FOR HIM TO FALL IN LOVE WITH ME…
DURRING THIS WHOLE TIME MY HUSBAND AT THE TIME AND SCOTT BECAME SOME WHAT FRIENDS…I USE THAT TERM LIGHTLY…
I MOVED IN WITH MY SISTER-IN-LAW AND SCOTT AND…WELL SHE MOVED OUT.
NOW WERE MARRIED NAD EXPECTING OUR FIRST BABY!!!!! DUE SEPTEMBER 16 TH 2008….
Things to Do in Denver When You’re Just Sleeping Really, Really Hard
How Serta Got Her Back Groove
On the Waterbed
“I’m nothing, you’ve heard.” True
That movie was nonstop fun. Even if the “lonerd with only one fwend in the whole world” trope was obviously made up, who cares, fun movie times all around. The character of Zuckerberg came off as a gargantuan dick but it was like, partially the Internet’s fault for dulling his emotions. And in the end it seemed like he learned a little bit, but the female assessments of his relative assholishness were heavy-handed but served as nice bookends. I bought it!
Timberlake was my favorite part of the movie. Him and Armie Hammer (This movie should get a nod for best supporting actor names).
Oh and the soundtrack was Trent Reznor’s best work since “Hurt.” (I assume.)
He’s a lawyer, he’s a lawyer, he’s a lawyer – oh and he’s a politician, too. Clearly he doesn’t believe half the shit he’s saying; the question is, which half? He’s obviously got to weigh the national humiliation that all this attention is bringing his office vs. the way this is playing in the state vs. the prejudices of his base (and their $$$) while considering his real-world options for actually letting this Shirvell creep go (including a possible wrongful termination lawsuit).
That said, and whatever his motivations in doing so, it was nice to hear Cox admit that Shirvell, the employee he hired and refuses at this juncture to fire, is an internet bully.
Oh – and Shirvell got his law degree at Domino’s Pizza College. And Armstrong apparently lives in my old crappy college house (according to Shirvell, a true completist when it comes to Armstrong factz). That is all.
Hot Cats guy is back! http://videogum.com/175722/hot-cats/animals-on-film/
Seriously, this guy is a treasure. I love his body of work, and his regular body.
Wait a minute, Leaf Phoenix IS Joaquin Phoenix? The porn kid from Parenthood is the clown from Signs? That’s the most mind-blowing thing to come out of all this.
It wasn’t my submission that was rejected, it was antiborowitzianism itself.
Not bad! Which, of course, places it in competition for Best Shouts & Murmurs of All Time.
OMG I love Lonesome Dove. When i was lonesome, probably summer 06, it was the dove that brought peace to my studio apartment. Just an epic story of rollercoaster-style fun. It starts out with a pig eating a rattlesnake, how can you not like?
Shark Week is over?
Sure, Armond White suggested in a published review that a movie director’s mother should have aborted him. Sure, he did coin the term “abortionhorny,” which is quite possibly the most misogynistic fantasy ever encapsulated in a single made-up word. (That’s all.)
I’m doing what now?
I hope this befits Mayne.