Monthly Archives: May 2010

Why I love Muse

They cover awesome songs. They cover songs awesomely. Something like that.

Hot Butter’s “Popcorn”

The Smiths’ “Please, Please, Please (Let Me Get What I Want)”

Frankie Valli’s “Can’t Take My Eyes Off You”

The Animals’ “House of the Rising Sun”

Nina Simone’s “Feeling Good”



Today, I listened to a couple of the songs from this year’s Eurovision contest (including the absolutely terrifying winner ‘Satellite’). And I’m afraid that it’s time we revoke your cultural superiority license, Europe. Shameful, shameful.

Also, judging by the Youtube comment sections, Eurovision may be a legitimate reason for another war on the European continent. Tensions running high much?

Review: Sex and the City 2

The stuff nightmares are made of.

Review: Now, before you wonder why I ever watched this film, I’ll confess: I didn’t watch it on principle. As a fourth wave feminist, I find the sexcapades and vapid materialism of Carrie and company to be deeply disturbing, setting back gender equality at least by a couple centuries. The fact that it’s so popular is just another example of the things that are wrong with this world. I would go as far as to say that Sex and the City is for young women what extremist Muslim clerics are for youths in the Middle East: (hopefully) the vast majority will dismiss them as crazies, but there will be a significant number of confused young people who think that it’s actually a viable lifestyle to strut around in Manolo Blahniks or blow up a school because you think that a book that you’ve never read says it’s a good idea. You think I’m being too harsh on shallow, materialistic, and utterly fabulous women? Just you wait ten years and let’s see which forces bring down civilization.

But I digress. I wasn’t planning on comparing Carrie Bradshaw to Osama bin Laden. Actually, I don’t think anyone has ever done that before. Something about political correctness or something. Which is ironic, considering that from what I’ve seen in the trailers, this film strives to make the two worlds of fashionistas and angry, insulted Muslims collide. Unfortunately, I’m afraid that it will end in millions of dollars of profit. Bleh.

Since I didn’t actually see the film nor ever intend to, I will just take some quotes from other reviewers who were forced to watch this movie because they get paid (far too little) to do so. As you will see, the movie inspires a new level of creativity in the way critics trash movies. Continue reading

Sassy Gay Friends

If only there were more of them in literary history, Oedipus would only be a tragic figure because the chorus? So not his style.

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Here is something that I uncovered today while organizing the files on my computer in preparation for an impending purge (I’m sorry N800983.pdf, you didn’t make the cut). I have absolutely no idea why I wrote it. So…enjoy?

Now this tale didn’t happen just yesterday, nor the day before but long, long ago. The boy does not know his fate yet, as much as he knows the sins of his father. Here you leave today and enter the world of yesterday, tomorrow, and fantasy. The city, it calls out to me in the rain, the longings of an unloved soul marked deep within its cries. Here be way to the laughin’ place. Look for chicks in late spring. Fun in the sun for everyone! The spectacled bear is sad because he’s nerdy. I hold it up, examining the wriggling ball of flesh and fur as it flails wildly in my hands. Why is this woman hugging a tree? Pardon our pixie dust. You’re a pirate. It attempts to lick my nose as a symbol of goodwill. Imagination at work. You can’t run away from trouble-there ain’t no place that far. Remember, dreams come true. I do not care for sentimentality. Just another dream away. Just another refreshing day in paradise. Authorized cast members only. It realizes this, whimpering as I grab it by the neck.

WTF North Korean Picture of the Day

I don’t know why. I don’t know how. I don’t know who. But who cares?

Seriously, WTF?

Baaawww Kim Jong Il

Quote of the day from the Dear Leader (to President Bill Clinton when he went to North Korea to save the damsels in distress)

“You were the first person who reached out to me when my father … died, even before my allies. I’ve always remembered that and I’ve always respected you for that and I’ve always wanted to meet you.”

Awwww Birh Crinton so nice when Kim Jong Irh so ronery, Kim Jong Irh rikey rikey?

Rook! He so happy to see Birh Crinton!