Love, Actually is on Bravo tonight and for various reasons I started out an hour behind, which was very handy for fast-forwarding:

Storylines of Love, Actually that I enjoy, in ascending order:

• Billy Mack and his devoted manager
  
• The Prime Minister and the curvy girl
  
• Tiny Sam and the American girl
  
• NAKED STAND-INS. FULL OF WIN.

Storyline of Love, ( Read more... )

( The computer death situation update )

Through a string of circumstances I won't go into, I found a list of top 20 cover songs compiled by our Canadian friends at MuchMoreMusic. And honestly? What the shit is this?

bold=I love it too; plain=good but not this good; ital=what the shit is this?

( The list )

This Is Dedicated to That One Black Kid, comic by Keith Knight
Monday: who lives in that tiny ass town off the highway, in the middle of nowhere
Tuesday: who was not into hip hop in high school
Wednesday: who gets used as the reason why someone isn't a racist
Thursday: with hair people want to touch all the time
Friday: who gets told they're not ( Read more... )

I wrote two drabbles this week, one for the performance show and one for the results. They're a little sexier this week.

• Top 8: I Don't Want to Forget How Your Voice Sounds. In which Simon names his price.
  
• Top 8 Results: Charms to Sooth the Savage Breast. In which Ryan decides that maybe Simon doesn't need a bra after all.

I signed up for this 26_drabbles ( Read more... )

I need a Keith Moon icon AND a Butch Vig icon, so if anyone knows of a place to get pics of musicians in general or someone doing the same, let me know ( Read more... )

So I watched the bizarre Martha Stewart interview with Dan Radcliffe this morning, featuring her stuffing him with french toast, her odd obsession with his ability to shave and her assumption that he is JKR's boytoy, all of which he of course handled with poise and good humor ( Read more... )

• What the shit is this 911 conspiracy site, and how were they able to buy a :30 unit on TNT last night? If anyone out there was watching The Wedding Singer last night who doesn't live in New York, let me know if you saw their nutjob ad (it was on around 7pm). It would be interesting to know if it was bought locally or not.
  
• When did Bork shave the ( Read more... )

Some pet peeves from my peevish afternoon at work:

1. Homeric epithets in slash. They have names; use them. The blond, the Texan, the older man? Knock it off.
   
2. People who don't know how to handle an umbrella on the sidewalk. Get a clue.
   
3. Non-scientific polls. People don't vote for that shit with any judgment; they vote for the name that they ( Read more... )

1. Mother's Day:Brunch::Valentine's Day:Dinner. Which means around here, brunch without a reservation is difficult unless you're going for dim sum. Happy Mother's Day to all the moms on my flist! (Yes, I emailed my mother this morning; she's hard of hearing so I can't call her.)
2. You know, it's almost comforting the way Anne Rice continues to be ( Read more... )