Archive for January, 2009
Skins, “Series” 3
First, an announcement: Skins is now on iTunes people. Our lifelong (cough*two-year*cough) dream of Skins coming to America has officially come true. You can buy “Series’” (what we refer to as a “Season”) 1 and 2 on iTunes and wallow in the dirty British teendom of this show. So what if you’re (I’m) 22!? At least it’s not Gossip Girl. This is your chance to revel in Dev Patel’s pre-Slumdog-fame crustache, and ogle the kid from About A Boy. Don’t take that chance for granted.
2 comments January 27, 2009
Lady Product Review: The Kitchen-Aid Mixer
Okay so this isn’t specifically a “lady product” in the traditional sense, meaning, something that goes in or near your vagina. But, this is a product primarily used by ladies. Not that I’m saying men can’t or shouldn’t use a Kitchen-Aid Mixer, in fact, I’d like to see more men mixing things and making cakes and dinners instead of sitting in my living room, playing FIFA 09 online on the Xbox 360 I bought him and yelling into his headset. What? I mean… gender equality, yeah…

3 comments January 26, 2009
So Stupid It’s Offensive

Oreo Cakesters: What the fuck were you thinking? In creating this new version through the whole 100 calorie pack craze, Oreo Cakesters have not only lost the integrity of their product, but of their entire marketing plan. How? By treating women like fucking retards, that’s how.
7 comments January 25, 2009
American Dance Conquers Bollywood
Hi peanuts (this one’s for Alison),
The entire time I was in India, I had pretty bad jet lag (and still do for that matter).
It’s night there when it is day here and vice versa, so you can probably understand why I could only sleep for 2 hours, on and off, during the night.
Also, the malaria medication I was taking (and still am taking) was making my feel pretty paranoid. I’m reluctant to say that I had my first hallucination in Bangalore.
In any event, during one of those stop and start hours of wakefulness, I turned on the TV and what was playing: none other than the American hit “10 Things I Hate About You” starring Heath Ledger and Julia Stiles. At this moment, I was feeling a little out of sorts in such a contrasting landscape and culture but this particular scene put me right at home in the context of laugh out loud Bollywood movies.
Here, my friends, is a clip from the best table top dance, ever:
2 comments January 24, 2009
The Curious Case of Thirteen Damn Oscar Nominations
I have to get this off my chest. It’s hard, because a lot of people found this film moving and beautiful, so I feel like kind of a Grinch. It has to be said, though. The Curious Case of Benjamin Button is goddamn terrible. It is shallow and vain and cloying and dumb. It is like Forrest Gump and The Notebook rolled into one bloated, overly-sentimental, steaming pile of poo. (more…)
10 comments January 23, 2009
Jerk Me Off
So I’m afraid y’all gunna impeach me if I don’t post something so here it is.
New Young Pony Club – “Ice Cream” Video
Enjoy this music video and the artist.
New artist on the streetz is the New Young Pony club.
Here’s an aside: doesn’t this video remind you of Goldfrapp?
Well it’s not.
3 comments January 20, 2009
When You Are Engulfed in…Mehhhh

David Sedaris’ new book, “When You Are Engulfed in Flames”, is, well, less than enflaming (ughhh). While his previous books, such as “Me Talk Pretty One Day”, “Naked”, and “Barrel Fever” effortlessly recall the hilarious moments of his youth, Flames instead chronicles his recent history, his life as an author and the crazy stories that come with it. Only, the stories aren’t that wacky. Writing about things like flying business class, staying in hotels, and speaking for book lectures, I kept finding myself, well, kind of bored. David seems aware of this, though, and continually struggles to join these domestic experiences with more ridiculous parallel ones.
5 comments January 20, 2009
Will Arnett (& Amy Poehler)
I’ve got a bone to pick with you, Will Arnett. Why do you keep doing bit parts in crappy B-movie comedies? Blades of Glory? The Rocker? You’re better than that, Will Arnett. You’ve got one of the best characters in probably the best sit-com of the decade on your resume, and are married to one of the funniest, most trail-blazing women in comedy ever. And you have a great tan and fabulous voice.

Stop doing lame movies. I know, I know, everything in comedy that comes out these days seems to be pretty lame, and it must be hard to resist when your friends ask you to do it or the script comes sailing across your desk with a silly-stupid part written just for you.
3 comments January 19, 2009









