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Falwell and Coulter: A match made in one of two places
So, as you all undoubtedly know, because you've been keeping up in the news, the Reverend Jerry Falwell has shuffled off this mortal coil. Some people have chosen to take the high-road and say that, though they will not be mourning, they are not happy about his passing either. I say good riddance, you bastard, and I do so un-apologetically. I ( Read more... ) -
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Who wouldn't commit murder, arson, robbery, burglary, theft (how are these three different?), and abuse of corpse (=necrophilia?) if it meant getting in good with Brent Corrigan?
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A few years back there was a woman on one of those talk-shows, I think it may have been Montel but don't quote me on that, who had one of those freaky genetic disorders that hits 1 in every 20 million people or what have you. It caused her to physically look like a child of twelve despite having the mind of a how-ever-old-she-was-year-old. She ( Read more... ) -
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Commencement:
noun
1. An event or time marking the beginning.
2. The ceremonies associated with the distribution of diplomas from a university.
3. The event after which writing can be fun again.
So, I've officially graduated.
Armed, as I am now, with a diploma (okay, technically I don't have a diploma until I pay off all my leftover college bills, but ( Read more... ) -
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Today's movie: Waiting...
There are so many famous (EDIT: I mean semi-famous. No one in this thing has been in more than six movies, except for Luis Guzman and Chi McBride and even they aren't what you could call "stars") people in this that I just don't know who to address, so I'll do my best to talk about them all.
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I didn't post my movie yesterday, so this is going to be a double dose movie post ( Read more... ) -
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Today's film: The Company of Wolves ( Read more... ) -
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Every Wednesday, at a pub quiz, I've been realizing how little I know about anything at all. Especially about movies and celebrities. I can't tell my Pitt from my Damon, my Francis Ford from my Sophia. I've even confused Julianne Moore with Juliette Binoche ( Read more... ) -
Thief. Porn thief.
Imagine my shock. No, not just shock. Imagine my... disappointment ( Read more... ) -
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Whenever work's got me down, and it happens about once a day, particularly since I haven't been able to go on the ol' LJ since I've been working there, I have a sort of a ritual. I like to grab my iPod and my DS Lite, and I go to the handicapped stall on the bathroom, put Jesus Jones's "International Bright Young You" on, pop in Super Mario ( Read more... )