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Celebrities as My Little Pony toys. The Lady Gaga is nice, but the Rorschach is awesome.
* Mocking the TSA, international video edition:
the Canadians and
the Chinese take aim.
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Alastair Campbell and Jonathan Franzen up for Bad Sex in Literature Award. "The award, run by Literary Review, is handed out for the most embarrassing passage of sexual description in a novel."
... there has to be a fanfic version of this somewhere.
* My hockey team's goalie was apparently on Martha Stewart's program this morning, helping her show the audience how to make apple crostata. Thankfully, he was not there to show them how to make easy stops on 42-year-old forwards, since
that recipe was tried last night and it did not come out as planned. I still want to see the footage of the cooking show, even as I expect he's there
just to look pretty.
* The problem with Netflix having so much available on streaming is that the temptation to sample the really awful is very great. You don't have to blow a spot on your DVD queue to watch, I don't know, GI Joe. Which I might have done. I felt my brain cells die as I did so.