If you could invite any person to dinner...

The 600th post and I could not think of anything I'd rather post about for this occasion. I was looking through my current US weekly today and I found this glorious picture. I looked for a better picture online but apparently no one else has one...

The Reverend Strikes Again!

When we were in college and our school put on The Laramie Project, the fax machines were one day suddenly gifted with fliers reminding us that "God hates fags" and just in case we were planning on forgetting, the Reverend Fred Phelps would be sending some dumbasses to protest and remind us when the play opened (don't worry, they sent about 10 and the campus/town trumped them big time). Well, apparently the Reverend is still in the protesting business and has set his sights on...Lady Gaga! Maybe it's because it sounds so darn catchy ("God hates Gaga" is, after all, alliteration) or maybe he realized rather than focus on gay people as a whole he should target specific people. If you want to read his press release (or perhaps fax it to people!) which inclues the phrase "whore's forehead" and simaltaneously makes me want to laugh, throw up, and and throw things, here it is! I wonder if I could manage to do all three at once? Hmmm...

Stars make everything look easy

I heart Katy Perry and Russell Brand as a couple. How can you not? I mean look at this! It's adorable! Only they can look good sledding together! US mag would totally make this a Stars: They're Just Like Us! They go sledding! Please. Normal people look like bundled up idiots. I bet they don't even fall off at the end of the ride like everybody else.

Haven't we been here before?

Sienna Miller and Jude Law, together again. Or should I say again, again, again...sheesh! Just get married already. Then you can be like the Wright-Penns and threaten to divorce again, again, again...

Everybody loses!

In order to perform at London's Wireless Festival, Eminem has graciously agreed to leave out his homophobic lyrics in some of his songs. I have two points to make about this:

1. According to a spokesperson for the festival, "We have a condition that he does not use lyrics that encourage or incite hatred against gay people. He is free to express his views on gay people, as long as he stays off the violence and hatred." Oh, OK, so, he can say whatever he wants about gay people, as long as it's not mean. So he's not actually free to express his views. Don't get me wrong, huge hats off to them for keeping it hatred free...Except it would appear they're only doing it to keep protesters at bay. Hey, London! People are still going to protest! If you don't like someone you're not going to say, oh, it's cool, they're not going to do the thing I dislike about them just this one time so it's all good! So, in conclusion: he's free to say what he wants except he's not, and it's all in the name of keeping things protest-free rather than actually being anti-hate. Good work, London's Wireless Festival.

2. As for YOU, Eminem, maybe you could just not ever say homophobic things again rather then selling out for a gig. Do I agree with what you say about gay people? Hell no. I think nothing of you. But if possible I think slightly less that you can't even back up what you say all in the name of money. You're just going to go back to doing it anyway after the festival. So you're a homophobic asshole who won't even back yourself up about being a homophobic asshole. Nice work.

Merry Christmas!

Good times, good times.

Ronald springs from your head like Athena from the cranium of Zeus

I'm not quite sure how I happend upon this humorous top 10 list, but I thought it was hilarious. Also, I just bought a Happy Meal last week (to get an Avatar toy (you talk to him and he lights up)). I give you The Top Ten Saddest Happy Meal Toys. Enjoy.

What the Flagnog!

Vivienne Westwood is pairing with....LEE Jeans!
According to WWD, "the new line, aptly dubbed The Vivienne Westwood Anglomania and Lee collection, will bring Westwood's signature punky-meets-couture-inspired approach to style. The pieces in the collection will range from the ubiquitous skinny jean to "bondage jeans" and "microshorts" (a term which, frankly, terrifies us). In addition to dark washes, the denim will feature one design with a quirkly lace print. Alas, don't expect Lee's price points to extend into Westwood's line, which will run about $128-$320."

This seems like the oddest pairing to me. The title just rolls off the tongue, eh?

The obligatory sink-under-the-bathwater scene

Did I black out the fact that Dakota Fanning was in this, or just not know? I think everybody was being so snarky about Kristen Stewart's mullet it may have gotten overlooked, but Ms. Fanning looks a far cry from the homecoming queen crown she won in real life!:

Umm...OK: The holiday PSA

Well, here's a holiday PSA you don't see every year! There's one for Christmas but the Hanukkah version is more entertaining. All I have to say is if my boyfriend got this "gift" for me I'd be a bit perturbed. I mean it's cool to be thoughtful but maybe you could just remind me to go to the dentist instead.

There's a little something...

How does no one tell a gal who's going to be photographed a trillion times that there is powder all over her face?

Those crazy Brits!

I couldn't find anything on TV so I put on BBC America which was showing Britain's Missing Top Model, which for a second I thought must be about how their top model had been kidnapped, then realize they probably meant they were missing having a top model. I wasn't really paying attention, just doing stuff around the apartment, but thought I heard one of them say something about their photo shoot with a prosthetic leg and I thought that seems like a pretty insensitive thing to model a shoot after. So finally I sit down to eat breakfast and start watching the elimination and realize, it's a disabled model competition. A few of the girls are in wheelchairs, one is deaf, and one just appeared to be wearing a cast which last time I checked didn't make you disabled, just a person who broke their arm. I found the whole thing fairly odd. It started me wondering if the "Missing" in the title refers to their disability, and I can't decide how I feel about that. I can only assume that somewhere Tyra Banks is fuming she didn't think of it first.

A Climb ends in a tumble

Well, well, well. Miss Miley Cyrus has been pulled out of the Grammy running for best song from a movie! Yes, "The Climb" from Hannah Montana's feature film has been replaced by none other than Miss Karen O's beautiful contribution of "All is Love" from the equally beautiful Where the Wild Things Are. The reason as to this brilliant turn of events has not yet surfaced, though the website I read suggested that maybe "The Climb" was not originally penned specificially for the movie, which is a part of the rules for the category. Either way, I think we all win here. I mean Karen O clearly is the actual winner. I mean not of the Grammy, not yet anways, she's got some competition from Bruce Springsteen. I'm just saying she wins in this particular sitch. Party in the U.S.A., indeed!

Clothes call

I have recently gotten sucked into Veronica Mars and have since decided that my dream wardrobe from television would be hers combined with both Gilmore girls. And the body of Kate from Lost to most effectively rock it all. Dream TV haircut still forthcoming. Thank you.

What the what!

Who is Jessica Simpson reportedly "smitten" with? None other than...

...Billy Corgan!
That's right! Billy Corgan of The Smashing Pumpkins!
Really? Really?

Talk about "crazy" in love!

Well, Evan Rachel Wood and Marilyn Manson have gotten back together again, again. I'm assuming he did so in hopes of not re-living last Christmas when he called her 158 times and marked each call with a nice razor blade cut on his hands or face (he never mentioned if she got the chance to actaully answer any of the calls or if any of the cuts made a fun snowflake shape so it looked like his face was snowing). I mean if that's not holiday joy, what is? And, we can only further assume that she was charmed back by his additional statement that he has "fantasies every day about smashing her skull in with a sledgehammer." Hey, Evan Rachel! Fun gift idea! Give him a sledgehammer for Christmas and see who wins! And by wins I mean loses. Santa and Mrs. Claus got nothin' on these two kooky lovebirds! And by birds I mean Good Luck With That.

Alex Ebert: Compare and Contrast!

So, I'm totally obsessed with the song "Home" by the Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros, so naturally I told Kate to listen to it and now she loves it as well. She also did some Wikipediaing and uncovered that the brains behind this rather large collective is this guy from L.A. named Alex Ebert. Now, this is interesting because Alex Ebert happens to also be from the band Ima Robot who Traci and I used to love and would spend shows fretting over the fact that man appeared to be running on cocaine. This is further interesting because Alex Ebert used to look and sound like this (note the haircut with squares carved in the side):


Now he has apparently grown some hair, deepened his voice, and created a cult of the happiest musicians in the world:


In either instance he appears to be having fun. It was confusing for me though, I'm not going to lie to you. And quite frankly I can't decide if I prefer the new-wave hair or the Hey Let's Go See What Charlie Manson And The Crew Are Up To style.

Just in time for the holidays...

...a Grand Re-Opening of the blog!
Did you miss us?

Dwangela Gothic

Rainn Wilson has a little blog of his own.

'Tis the Season

Happy Birthday That Girl!!

It's Kate's birthday! Kate and I have been friends for a decade now and she remains fun and fabulous through it all! So here's to That Girl, a loyal friend and an excellent Thanksgiving dinner-maker. Happy birthday!

Wish lists with Mick

Alison: How bad will it look if I ask for a book called There once lived a woman who tried to kill her neighbor's baby?
Mick: I think you ask for these things just to try to cause trouble. How much could it cost? Buy it yourself and ask for something more appropriate.

I went with this advice and left it off the list, though did ask for Dead Weather and Dead Man's Bones CD's and a book about famous suicides. And Marc Jacobs perfume, since a girl who loves death themed things still wants to smell fabulous and own perfume bottles with plastic-y flower tops. P.S. If you want to get me something for Christmas or my birthday, I still want the book. The author is Russian, OK?