Okay I've been under a rock, but since work has eased up, I'm slowly catching up. Daily What posted a link to the Top Ten Eurovision Performances you don't want to miss.

I'd skip ahead to Moldova's submission here

Holy shit, you guys. AMAZING.

And you know what? I shouldn't even be surprised given the unbridled brilliance that was last year's ( Read more... )

Just to make sure--

Game of Thrones isn't playing their orientalism straight, right? There's some genre saviness showing up in a bit, am I right? No need to spoil me with details, just a heads up will do.

I wish it was more surprising that Lifetime is making a movie about the upcoming royal marriage.

Seeing that it's not surprising, I can't help thinking of that Soho Dolls song.

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On other news lots of activity over at halfamoon. I just joined (I know, it'd been hectic), if you have any recs send em my way!

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Lastly, a scathing critique of Mad Men. ( Read more... )

Which sucked.

Remember this?

They had Jesse Eissenberg on and all I could think of was...what if they had a parody of the Social Network where he's Mark Zuckerberg and coming up with Facesmash and Natalie Portman circa above digital short shows up and proceeds to trash Zuckerberg's computer...

IN HER BLACK SWAN TUTU.


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First the hilariously ridiculous: Special Men's Underwear

And an interesting article Is Food the New Sex?

ETA: Thinking about the article some of the claims are suspect to me, but the analogy is worth considering.

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I'm jealous of all of you who have seen Inception. I'm scheduled to see it Sunday so I've been scrolling by to not spoil myself.

Funner stuff (if you're uh, eccentric like me):


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Oddly enough, I'm cringing. I wish I had more time. Hard to get into the swing of things when the weather is nice. I even went all faux barbecue, corn on the cob and potato salad for dinner.

This is not conducive to hardcore studying. Ah, well. The saga continues.

Have your picture of the day:


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Jezebel has a nifty post up on trashy books: Anne Rice's The Vampire Lestat, etc. But then there was this:

Daughters of a Coral Dawn, Katherine V. Forrest ( Read more... )

Why was I not informed of the unadulterated AWESOMENESS that is the saxophone dude at :40ish from the Eurovision Song Contest 2010?

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Is it the sunglasses circa 1985? Is it the saxophone? Is it the hair gel? The thrusting? I just don't know. It might be impossible to account for the joy that it has brought to my life tonight.