TeeVee
* I love Robot Chicken, mostly because I have a long-term crush on Seth Green, from back when he was in Radio Days and It. I also loved Breckin Meyer in Clueless, and was fairly certain we would get married when I was in middle school, which is problematic for a number of reasons. And Spore is a fun game, although unable to hold my interest with the intensity of Sims 2. In conclusion, when Robot Chicken joins with Spore, the results are glorious:
Geek Want
* Dude, YES:
[Found at Geekologie]
Tetris Soap, for all your cleaning needs. Only showers will become at least an hour long, because I will need to build a fort made entirely of Tetris Soap. This might lead to me drowning, but it will be worth it for a badass Tetris Soap fort, and maybe it will melt before I die, right? Geek fatalities are going to go through the ROOF, man.
Furniture
* This is guaranteed to end badly:
[Found at LikeCool]
Like, it's fine if one person is sitting there, rocking gently in the breeze as they read a book. Don't eat on it, or you might hurl. But then you have a party. And your friends think it would be funny to swing on your couch. And you end up with ten friends on your swinging couch, rocking as hard as they can, and then the couch snaps its bonds and flies out your eighteenth-floor window, and suddenly you have no friends and no couch, and worse, no one to help you clean up.
Technology
* Remember that awful movie White Noise, about hearing ghosts in static on TVs and tape recorders? And then they made the sequel with Nathan Fillion, and it was actually a lot better? This is sort of the updated version, only not a movie:
[Found at CrunchGear]
You use your NintendoDSi, and you find ghosts, and you never sleep again. I don't believe in ghosts, but unlike most beliefs that I'm willing to be wrong on, I do NOT want to know that dead people are floating around while I'm watching Heroes. I can't HANDLE that. I have LSATs in two weeks, and work, and I need to research SANDWICHES, and I have books to sell on Amazon, and I have a novel to finish and a practice test on Saturday, and I CANNOT DEAL with dead people harassing me right now, OK?!
Politics
* Sarah Palin has been replaced in my heart. I never thought I'd find anyone as crazy as her, let alone CRAZIER. But it's over, Mrs. Palin. Sorry. Michelle Bachmann is in danger, too, and THAT is kind of terrifying considering everything she has ever done. But this woman is CANADIAN, and she ATE THE RAW STILL-BEATING HEART OF A SEAL WITH A KNIFE. OK, it wasn't really still beating, but I like to imagine it was just like that scene in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, only with a seal. This woman ROCKS. Next she's going to feast on the liver of Rush Limbaugh.
Dollhouse
* I almost feel bad for FOX, because clearly they are morons with no understanding of the internet, people, society, politics, or the rabid loyalty of Whedon fans. Look, Whedon fans are insane. I am one of them. I went to Serenity opening night in theaters and sang along at the end credits, while my friend watched in confusion and awe as the other Browncoats joined in. I was DEVASTATED when they cancelled Angel. And, really, is it a good idea to insult and demean the very people who watch the show you're trying to advertise? Does FOX want to die? Is this all an elaborate plea for help? I don't know, but Dollhouse fans are not to be trifled with. Team Alpha has multiple personalities. Remember that.
Doctor Who
* This is a spoiler-free post on the end of Doctor Who in its manifestation with Russell T. Davies and David Tennant and OH GOD, DON'T LEAVE US. IT HURTS SO BAD. WHAT HAVE WE DONE TO DESERVE THIS? I FORGAVE YOU WHEN YOU TOOK AWAY NINE FROM ME. I FORGAVE YOU WHEN YOU KILLED ALMOST EVERY SUPPORTING CHARACTER I LIKED (including Jack Harkness, MANY TIMES), I FORGAVE YOU WHEN YOU HAD THAT EPISODE WITH SARAH JANE AND THE DOCTOR WHERE I LOST MY SHIT. PLEASE STAY, DAVIES AND TENNANT. THINK OF THE CHILDREN.
Daily Hot Guy
[Hunter Thompson, AKA Raoul Duke, AKA Doctor Of Journalism, AKA ElleVee's Late Husband, and the Honorary Patron Saint of This Blog, On Top Of A Car He No Doubt Set On Fire Mere Moments After This Picture Was Taken]
WTF, INTERNET?
* In high school, I knew a guy who was a furry (if you don't know what one is, Google it. I am not explaining.) and when he wasn't talking about werewolves he was a really lovely person. In college one of my roommate's boyfriends liked people to pee on him, and told everyone the first time we met him. I had another roommate who was a exhibitionist, much to my dismay. So I have a high threshold for weird kinks. This, however, is a whole new level of disturbing:
[Found at Neatorama]
There are knitted vaginas on this page. Let me say that again: VAGINAS. KNITTED OUT OF WOOL. I AM DONE WITH PEOPLE.
Off to work, now.
- LV
* I love Robot Chicken, mostly because I have a long-term crush on Seth Green, from back when he was in Radio Days and It. I also loved Breckin Meyer in Clueless, and was fairly certain we would get married when I was in middle school, which is problematic for a number of reasons. And Spore is a fun game, although unable to hold my interest with the intensity of Sims 2. In conclusion, when Robot Chicken joins with Spore, the results are glorious:
Geek Want
* Dude, YES:
[Found at Geekologie]
Tetris Soap, for all your cleaning needs. Only showers will become at least an hour long, because I will need to build a fort made entirely of Tetris Soap. This might lead to me drowning, but it will be worth it for a badass Tetris Soap fort, and maybe it will melt before I die, right? Geek fatalities are going to go through the ROOF, man.
Furniture
* This is guaranteed to end badly:
[Found at LikeCool]
Like, it's fine if one person is sitting there, rocking gently in the breeze as they read a book. Don't eat on it, or you might hurl. But then you have a party. And your friends think it would be funny to swing on your couch. And you end up with ten friends on your swinging couch, rocking as hard as they can, and then the couch snaps its bonds and flies out your eighteenth-floor window, and suddenly you have no friends and no couch, and worse, no one to help you clean up.
Technology
* Remember that awful movie White Noise, about hearing ghosts in static on TVs and tape recorders? And then they made the sequel with Nathan Fillion, and it was actually a lot better? This is sort of the updated version, only not a movie:
[Found at CrunchGear]
You use your NintendoDSi, and you find ghosts, and you never sleep again. I don't believe in ghosts, but unlike most beliefs that I'm willing to be wrong on, I do NOT want to know that dead people are floating around while I'm watching Heroes. I can't HANDLE that. I have LSATs in two weeks, and work, and I need to research SANDWICHES, and I have books to sell on Amazon, and I have a novel to finish and a practice test on Saturday, and I CANNOT DEAL with dead people harassing me right now, OK?!
Politics
* Sarah Palin has been replaced in my heart. I never thought I'd find anyone as crazy as her, let alone CRAZIER. But it's over, Mrs. Palin. Sorry. Michelle Bachmann is in danger, too, and THAT is kind of terrifying considering everything she has ever done. But this woman is CANADIAN, and she ATE THE RAW STILL-BEATING HEART OF A SEAL WITH A KNIFE. OK, it wasn't really still beating, but I like to imagine it was just like that scene in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, only with a seal. This woman ROCKS. Next she's going to feast on the liver of Rush Limbaugh.
Dollhouse
* I almost feel bad for FOX, because clearly they are morons with no understanding of the internet, people, society, politics, or the rabid loyalty of Whedon fans. Look, Whedon fans are insane. I am one of them. I went to Serenity opening night in theaters and sang along at the end credits, while my friend watched in confusion and awe as the other Browncoats joined in. I was DEVASTATED when they cancelled Angel. And, really, is it a good idea to insult and demean the very people who watch the show you're trying to advertise? Does FOX want to die? Is this all an elaborate plea for help? I don't know, but Dollhouse fans are not to be trifled with. Team Alpha has multiple personalities. Remember that.
Doctor Who
* This is a spoiler-free post on the end of Doctor Who in its manifestation with Russell T. Davies and David Tennant and OH GOD, DON'T LEAVE US. IT HURTS SO BAD. WHAT HAVE WE DONE TO DESERVE THIS? I FORGAVE YOU WHEN YOU TOOK AWAY NINE FROM ME. I FORGAVE YOU WHEN YOU KILLED ALMOST EVERY SUPPORTING CHARACTER I LIKED (including Jack Harkness, MANY TIMES), I FORGAVE YOU WHEN YOU HAD THAT EPISODE WITH SARAH JANE AND THE DOCTOR WHERE I LOST MY SHIT. PLEASE STAY, DAVIES AND TENNANT. THINK OF THE CHILDREN.
Daily Hot Guy
[Hunter Thompson, AKA Raoul Duke, AKA Doctor Of Journalism, AKA ElleVee's Late Husband, and the Honorary Patron Saint of This Blog, On Top Of A Car He No Doubt Set On Fire Mere Moments After This Picture Was Taken]
WTF, INTERNET?
* In high school, I knew a guy who was a furry (if you don't know what one is, Google it. I am not explaining.) and when he wasn't talking about werewolves he was a really lovely person. In college one of my roommate's boyfriends liked people to pee on him, and told everyone the first time we met him. I had another roommate who was a exhibitionist, much to my dismay. So I have a high threshold for weird kinks. This, however, is a whole new level of disturbing:
[Found at Neatorama]
There are knitted vaginas on this page. Let me say that again: VAGINAS. KNITTED OUT OF WOOL. I AM DONE WITH PEOPLE.
Off to work, now.
- LV
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