One of the things I love about my job is the opportunity it affords me to inflict my obsessions on the rest of the world (DT, there will come a day...). Sometimes it's a sad task-- like today. William Sleator-- the guy who wrote child-scarring tomes of awesomeness like Singularity and Interstellar Pig died last week, and the good folks at NPR ( Read more... )

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Hot guys talking about gross nasty stuff is NEVER NOT AMUSING.

Also: Nathan Fillion has a hairdryer down his pants. Your argument is invalid.

So artnouveauho were racing for our plane back from Leipzig this morning, having realized almost too late that it was at 11:10 rather than 11:40, and OF COURSE the baggage inspectors decided to have a pissfit about the nifty new bullet belt I got at the goth festival. I guess it looked suspicious on the x-ray or something, geez ( Read more... )

Tonight at game night we played a round of "Who What Where." For the uninitiated, this particularly fiendish game involves everyone taking three blank cards and writing down a random person, action, and place. The cards are shuffled, everyone picks a who, a what, and a where, and then you have to draw a cartoon of your three, good enough that ( Read more... )

For anyone who's been a little puzzled by my Buster Keaton fixation:

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...can't talk, drooling.

From the Onion A.V. Club: Neil Gaiman to write epic trilogy of films based on Journey to the West.

I think I just fangirled all over myself.

I've been meaning to do this for AGES and this week's silent film love fest finally spurred me to get off my ass. Behold! The only appropriate accompaniment to my Buster Keaton bumper sticker:


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I've just produced a piece on the stash of silent films that was returned from the Russian Gosfilmofond archive last year, which you can hear here if it is your will ( Read more... )

Tonight we celebrated my cousin L's birthday. Now, he and I have had our philosophical disagreements over the years, but one thing we are united in is our maniacal love of all things Who. Which led to a really funny conversation with my mom, involving her asking me to recommend appropriate Who-themed cake decorations and me attempting to explain ( Read more... )

Two posts in one day, what IS the world coming to? Fly your Wonderbras at half-mast, my dears: Tura Satana has gone to that great catfight in the sky.

According to the NYT obit, she once posed nude for HAROLD LLOYD. How weird, yet awesome, is that?

A little something for anyone who's ever asked me who the hell that is on my lunchbox:

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