Thursday, November 27, 2008

Review: Atonement

What a good movie! I shouldn't be surprised, it got excellent reviews. It's funny, Keira Knightley is a good actress, but I never really appreciate that until I'm watching something she's in. Although I still think she needs a sandwich. But performance-wise, she was really good, and didn't overdue it with weepiness and such. And James McAvoy was really excellent as well, and super hot to boot!

The visuals in the movie are quite lovely, too, from Knightley's beautiful emerald gown to the distopic image of the Ferris Wheel idly spinning on the beach as men bled and ships burned. But what I really liked was the sound motifs. The tapping of the typewriter, the scratching of matches and metallic ring of lighters, used to set a cadence for various scenes. This is one of those times where everything, the visuals and sounds and performances, made the movie come together. I really liked it.

An awfully depressing movie for Thanksgiving morning, but I'm following it up with Little Children, so that ought to perk things up. *snerk*

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Unintended Effect

I am an unapologetic carnivore, and I found this game hilarious.

Sorry PETA! No tofurkey for me!

Happy Thanksgiving, Homies!

Friday, November 14, 2008

Prop 8 Special Comment

I swear, I'm not gonna be all politics all the time, but Olbermann says more here about fighting Prop 8 than I ever could.

It makes me want to make out with him, or a chick, or whatever.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

You've always wanted to know...

Who's on And we want you to know, it's generally women who giggle for no reason incessantly. Or sing opera scales poorly. Men? Whatever. Though people who use this site are more women than men, we thought you should know. Giggling women.

Fucking commercials.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

an entirely apolitical post!

Dear Wal-Mart,

Christmas music in the stores already? Is that really necessary? This is the reason I end up hating Christmas music. Please fucking stop before I convert to Judaism to justify my despisal. (That may not be a real word, but it's how much I hate the utter infiltration of Christmas commerce.)

Bah Humbug, you jerks!

Wednesday, November 5, 2008


What an amazing feeling. I can't wait to see what we can make of this.

Edited to Add: Congratulations and Kudos to Senator McCain for speaking and acting with such grace last night. The other party is never the enemy, and Senator McCain loves America, too.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Commencing with the breath-holding

Come on, results! I need to know! *taps elbow crook for a vein*

I need information!

Monday, November 3, 2008


On this, the eve of a truly historic election, I'd like to put two things out there:

1. I hope that Senator Obama's grandmother rests peacefully, knowing that her grandson has done so much good even before the vote counts are in.

2. Jesus was a liberal community organizer. I'm just saying.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Commercials that make me love my DVR

There are certain commercials that, when I see them, I hit my fast forward button immediately, because if I didn't, I'd break my TV. Here are a few examples:
The Glade commercials. Excuse me, the Glah-Day commercials. I know what! My house smells nice and I've been complemented! But oh, no! I bought my candle/air spray at the grocery store, and I'm afraid my friends will think I'm not a big enough asshole if I didn't pay a lot of money for it so I'll lie, only to be busted by obvious product placement, which we'll all laugh about. So we're all big enough assholes! Shut up, stupid Glade commercial.

Male Enhancement ads. I watch Cheaters sometimes because it makes me laugh. And there's a commercial for wiener-growing pills. And this pretty lady reads her lines vacuously and talks about the "size of a certain part of the male body." Because you can't really love a guy with a small dick.

The Sham-wow commercials, or any commercial involving Billy Mays. Hey, Billy. Switch to decaf, and stop yelling. And Sham-wow guy? I know your soul is dying because you're shilling a shop-towel on basic cable, but you're creeping me out. Also, you look douche-tastic. However, I grudgingly admit that the towels seem kind of nifty.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Good Lord

I babysat five nights this week, including right now. The little girls I watch are twelve, eight and five. They are good, smart and funny kids.
And sweet baby jeebus they're driving me crazy. Actually, the five year-old is fine, and today's the only day I've watched her. Eight, by far, is the one who bugs me the most. She repeats everything. I've actually started limiting the number of times she's allowed to repeat phrases. Also, she whines about everything. Last night she whined about her candy bag being too full! What a crock! And the shrieking and scream laugh. And being so irritated by these things makes me feel like a horrible person, because she's a little girl. But dear god, so irritating.
And Twelve? She's usually my girl, but I must tell you this: I never want to hear about the Twilight books again. She's read two of them this week and it is ALL she talks about to the point where I hate the books, I hate the author, and I may even hate vampires now.
In short? Babysitting makes me cranky and in need of a nap.