Saturday, November 24, 2007

Life for Lights, light for Life?

There's very little positive about the writers' strike, perhaps especially for those of us who are fans of shows that are rated highly everywhere except in millions of people watching.

Small but passionate-audience shows like Friday Night Lights (with Adrianne Palicki, left).

According to USA Today:

One conservation target: series on low-rated Fridays, where NBC's Friday Night Lights and Las Vegas are expected to be replaced so remaining episodes can be redeployed on other nights.

(emphasis mine)

But there are always places to smile. Jessica O'Toole, who is a writer and story editor for a show I watch, Greek, (with Amber Stevens, below left) went to the picket line with her nine-month old son.

Her son was wearing a t-shirt that read,

"Will Poop for Contract"

(That's probably more literally true of the Family Guy writers...)

Then again, the new EW suggests that the strike might actually be good for modestly-rated series (like maybe, please I want to believe it, Life).

Because new shows are going to be almost impossible to get into production in time for September if the strike isn't settled by the end of this year.

So those that are already in-work may be spared the quicker-falling axe. One can only hope.

Is it a good sign or a bad sign that as I look at this picture all I'm thinking is: How uncomfortable that chair must be!

This is cool

Goth chicks over China!

Sweet Christ, it happened again

So I'm doing a Google image search, looking for a graphic or two for the "paradise" post below.

Specifically I'm looking for something to illustrate the notion of California as paradise, and I come across this image.

The young woman is named Lindsay, and the image is of her overlooking Donner Lake.

It comes from a blog made in tribute to her and her fiancé, following their unsolved double-murder.

If I were inclined to be spooked, this would spook me.

Fred Thompson and I have differing views on the subject of paradise

The definition of paradise (from is

1. heaven, as the final abode of the righteous.
2. an intermediate place for the departed souls of the righteous awaiting resurrection.
3. (often initial capital letter) Eden (def. 1).
4. a place of extreme beauty, delight, or happiness.

Now, obviously, each man or woman makes his or her own paradise in their head. If you asked me for my representation of it, at any given time, I might send postcards of Phoebe Cates,

the San Francisco Bay Area, or an island where wonder women go down together-

(that cool drawing was done by a Canadian artist named Darren M A Calvert, BTW)

Or simply:

Or even the five most beautiful words in the English language.

Fred Thompson, on the other hand:

White House hopeful Fred Thompson called his trip down an aisle of rifles, shotguns and pistols at a gun show Saturday "a day in paradise,"

Need I bore you with a reminder of the state from which Thompson hails?

I thought not.

If "Tru Calling" had been made in the decade of the horror pulps

(and more dirt here)

Little-known facts

Following the death of Charles Schulz's beloved mother, his father never remarried, but drew close to a woman with whom he remained for the rest of his life.

The woman's name? Annabelle.

Charles Schulz's first grandchild was born on September 1, 1974-which happens to have been my third birthday.

These tidbits come from the new Schulz And Peanuts: A Biography by David Michaelis, which I finished reading this morning and have posted a review of on Amazon.

This is another one of those situations where I come across an image of a movie star I know absolutely nothing about, but am lost in her sexiness.

One of these days I have to find out why it is that a certain kind of eyebrow makes me so very crazy....

Her name is Margot Abascal, BTW; she's French.

You know, I'm not usually one for body make-up.

I'm not morally opposed to it or anything, it just doesn't happen to be, to me, one of the things that makes a woman look particuarly good (not like, say, leopardskin print). However, there are exceptions to everything.

I came across this page that, although it's in French, seems to be the projects of students in a body make-up course. What's better than a near-naked woman?

...a near-naked woman with Asterix painted on her torso and upper thigh, of course.
That one and this are probably my two favorites, but the whole page is worth a look.

The sensitive North American hottie uses camouflage as a concealer

Curse my fondness for leopardskin

I'm ashamed of myself for liking this picture...

Friday, November 23, 2007

Beyond it is another dimension-a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You're moving in a land of both shadow and substance..

The Mist should be seen as one of the greatest extended episodes of The Twilight Zone you'll ever see. And you should see it. It earns the Twilight Zone comparison both for its winning qualities and for those that some won't find as appealing.

It is also a real old-fashioned horror movie that does justice to the imaginatively hallucinatory Stephen King novella as I remember it. One or two particulars have definitely been changed; possibly more-but it's got the atmosphere locked down solid cold.

However, I won't be surprised if it opens well but then goes down due to bad word of mouth. Not because the film is bad-as I'm trying to show you, it's genuinely chilling, with direction, acting and writing a cut above your average tasteless, exploitative horror flick. But because it has one of the most depressing endings you will ever see.

But again, you should see it. The ending-and I'm only going to hint at this-though deeply discouraging for the protagonist of the film, actually has a moral that had me walking back home almost...happy.

Of course, I'm on meds-in fact I think I absent-mindedly took an extra anti-depressant this morning when I meant to be taking an Advil.

And I'm sorry to say I saw the final twist coming-but I say that not to deride its predictability, but because I was just so very sorry that I was right.

It's times like this I'm glad I'm not looking to buy a house or anything

...because this woman could probably sell me a burnt-out old shack in Tennessee.

this is one of the few pics of Rachel McAdams I've come across where I thought she looked one-third as hot most people seem to think

With those beautiful/crazy eyes...

I'm not quite sure where this theme of Indian actresses came from...but argue with this one if you can

I know nothing at all about this actress, but besides her plainly evident kissability...her name is Kangana. Cool, huh?

My favorite color gets Kelly Clarkson all hot and bothered...and vice-versa

I'm so addictive, Maroon 5 takes my calls. I'm so addictive, Mary J. Blige said I'm Just Fine.

I'm so addictive, Pink wants to know me. I'm so addictive, Beyonce said she'll wait for me Until The End Of Time.
I'm so addictive, Britney Spears wants more.

Addictive content in my personality is 76%

Beware!!! people easily get addicted to me

Lets101 - Online Dating addictive are you?

I've got at least as good a chance as John Kerry

Yes 56%
No 33%

Lets101 Quizzes - Fun Quiz

...on the wall, 44 bottles of beer...

It would take 44 bottles of Corona Light to kill me

There just may be something in this about all women

Thanks to PJ for the pics.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

I see spots before my eyes

...and I don't mind a bit.

I am struck dumb.

Things to be thankful for, 2007

As always, in no particular order:

Neil Gaiman
Keitha, Colley & Annabel
Roger Ebert
Veronica Mars
Old radio
Amber Benson

Women that are not all skin and bones or "tits on a stick", but have very nice bodies. Represented (above) this year by Dita von Teese and Kate Winslet, the latter pictured with Christina Ricci, who would have made this list until relatively recently...

The Thompson Twins

The Beatles

Star Wars (not "A New Hope," bitches) & The Empire Strikes Back

Disney animation

Muppets and The Muppet Movie


The Riches
, and especially Shannon Marie Woodward


Ocean's 11 (the recent version)

Labyrinth & its soundtrack

Films directed by Terry Gilliam

Fraggle Rock

Ice Spiders-meaning Corey's not in the worst giant spider movie of the past 10 years anymore!

Tristan, my nephew.

Todd, the guy who cuts my hair.

Young Frankenstein-The Musical

Monty Python


Cats, especially mine

Def Leppard's Hysteria album

The Phantom Tollbooth movie & book

Natasha Gregson Wagner, Aisha Tyler, & all the women in the "my own age" series

The Daily Show

My meds

Wot? by Captain Sensible


Sweeney Todd
(the musical, not the movie)

Elizabeth Crane



Hail Social

Emily Easterly

Sarah, my therapist


YouTube & my small but growing number of subscriptions there.

Kirsty MacColl


Davison back in Doctor Who!


Friday Night Lights

Random Flickr Blogging

Aaron Sorkin

Jennifer Lee Wiggins

The color green


Meet The Robinsons

This blog and you who read and comment on it, and my other blog which you can only read.

Holy girl your lips of clay Will whisper words of yesterday...Holy girl my paramour, I know too much to be so sure! Holy girl you kiss away...

yes, sometimes I still get very depressed.

Poor Britney and Lindsey, having such rough years. The haunting fear that in the presidential race next year, someone will win. Adults harassing a 13-year old who then committs suicide. Once again, it makes you wonder what's really worth staying alive for, doesn't it?


Like the Montagues, like the Capulet crew (Ooh enchanted) We’re addicted to friction too

Zesty Orange

Musical chicks are so hot

"as you wish"

The Five Love Languages

My primary love language is probably
Words of Affirmation
with a secondary love language being
Acts of Service.

Complete set of results

Words of Affirmation: 10
Acts of Service: 7
Quality Time: 6
Receiving Gifts: 6
Physical Touch: 1


Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don't understand our partner's requirements, or even our own. We all have a "love tank" that needs to be filled in order for us to express love to others, but there are different means by which our tank can be filled, and there are different ways that we can express love to others.

Take the quiz

Finding the right 7, that's the tricky bit

Lets101 - online free dating

I have no idea why I think this is so hot

My favorite color makes me feel all nostalgic

sniff...oh, Veronica...

Sportswomen are so hot

Finally saw Stick It on cable yesterday. No, it doesn't quite work, but it does have its strengths. How much you're bothered by the fact that one of those strengths (though by no means the only) is the simple joy of watching young women--sometimes very, very young--do gymnastics is really between you and your shame.

In this article from a few years ago, the (male) writer bemoans the use of sexy, beautiful women to call attention to women's sports.

He uses as an example a then-recent magazine piece hailing Seattle Storm player Sue Bird (pictured above and below) as "possibly the perfect woman."

I understand, to a degree, his sensitivity on the issue. But I think it's worth standing up for the idea that it is possible to admire sportswomen both for the sexuality of their being in good shape, and for their abilities.

And just because you do one, it does not mean that you forget the other.

When I watch sportswomen, either in movies or televised coverage, sometimes, yes, I'm marvelling at their shapes.

But sometimes I'm just thrilling in watching someone do something that I couldn't do in a million years. And of course, often I'm doing both.

You’ve got to be dead red You’ve got to be real hot So throw away those green gems And wear rubies on your yacht

besides her oft-commented on breasts, Jennifer Love Hewitt is also the possessor of a perfectly lovely back

This has been a public service announcement. Because any blog can run pictures emphasizing Ms. Hewitt's breasts, but we here at Dictionopolis in Digitopolis eschew such obvious superficiality.

Monday, November 19, 2007

Darling, I simply MUST have the name of your decorator

Apparently I haven't been paying Bollywood the attention it deserves

This is Priyanka Chopra, actress, former Miss World, commercial spokeswoman, and the person I presently think is who we get to take a neverending hot shower with after we die.

If we've been good.

Dignity. Party of none.

Let's art the place up a bit, whadaya say?

This is Hopper's Summer Interior.