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Contrary to what the delightful Moving Violations would have you believe, real-life traffic school has far less hijinks, anti-gravity sex with Jennifer Tilly and S&M cops than the kind in the movies. (Uncooked Meat)
Miley Cyrus turns people off of Jesus faster'n a priest knee-deep in 13-year-old boy. (WIMB)
Pie charts and Meatloaf humor are the best combination since chocolate-covered Peeps. Yep, I'm still on that. Fuck you! (Slowly Going Bald)
OWWWWWWSHITBALLS! (QuizLaw)
What with our tendency to swing towards the bottle around these parts, it's not often that we see a foodie-themed film guide. (LoveBites)
Anyone up for a taste of Sacha Baron Cohen's newest catch-phrase machine before it starts annoying the shit out of you? (Popoholic)
Neither Chipotle ranch sauce nor bacon can save Wendy's new "Spicy Baconator," much like a defibrillator won't be able to save you, if you decide to eat one. (The Impulsive Buy)
Since not all of you watch VH1 "Where are they now?" shows as religiously as I do, and wonder what the John Hughes crew have been up to lately -- well, here's your answer. Thanks Brian! (Metromix)
Oooh ... Even better, "Real World" where are they nows! Pam and Judd: Still together! Squee! (AOL)
Just when you thought Heath Ledger could finally rest in peace, we're going to drag this shizz out even more. (Celebitchy)
Episode Three of Titlepage features David Hajdu, Mary Roach, Louis Masur, and David Gilmour. (TitlePage)
George Clooney finally found a classy, sophisticated, respectable-like lady to settle down with. (IDLYITW)
After the jump, Will Arnett pops up on "Human Giant." Believe me, the last 2 seconds will make it totally worth it. Oh yeah, and language NSFW. (Thanks, Ali!)
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Comments
If that't the human giant clip I'm thinking of (cannot watch such things at work) it makes me happy to see Will Arnett being funny again.
Best part ever: when the photog walks in sans celebrity mask.
"Who are you?"
"Oh, right (puts on mask)."
Beautiful.
Posted by: artificialsweet at March 31, 2008 3:46 PM
I'm with Jayne, I can't eat creme brulee without fondly thinking of how Amelie loved to crack the sugar. And I LOVE Chocolat, I can't help it. It's set in France! And it has Johnny Depp with a guitar! And delicious looking chocolate! And And Alfred Molina! And Lena (motherfucking hot ass) Olin! And jaunty music! ...and Johnny Depp!
Posted by: Julie at March 31, 2008 3:51 PM
Ah, Moving Violations. I haven't thought about that movie in years.
"Are you going to be a good boy?"
"Yes Mommy, yes!"
Posted by: Todd at March 31, 2008 3:56 PM
I had that same food effect after I saw Marie Antoinette. Man, did that movie suck, but those pastries looked fucking delicious!
I should have run to the nearest Fannie May to gorge on Mint Meltaways, but I had to make do with a cupcake. Sigh.
It just wasn't the same.
Posted by: Brie at March 31, 2008 3:58 PM
Oh, great. It's not enough that a woman with my exact name had to eat a bug on televsion and then start dating George Clooney, so now she's a turbo-slut to boot? Awesome. That's just fantastic. Now when I'm introduced to people, not only will they think I'm a scorpion eating famewhore, but they'll think I've got Valtrex in my purse and I'm available for rent by the hour to promote some cheap ass liquor.
Posted by: Sarina at March 31, 2008 4:01 PM
Wait... that's not Sarina?
I don't know if I'm relieved or disappointed. Maybe both? Maybe I'm just hungry.
Fuck, it's been a long-ass day, people.
Posted by: TK at March 31, 2008 4:07 PM
Also, re: my nightmare at traffic school, let me just say this: drive more carefully, people. Please, for the love of all that is holy. Treat my story as a cautionary tale.
Yes, my suffering serves to both amuse and educate.
Posted by: TK at March 31, 2008 4:09 PM
Hee! Sarina, I got you beat. My roommate was watching an episode of one of those stupid wife swap shows (ugg) and I was reading Ulysses or War and Peace...or an issue of Entertainment Weekly.
The one swapee was sent to live with a lesbian family, and she made so many horrific comments about handicapped children, gay people, anyone who wasn't white, etc that we were gasping/laughing in horror. Then her name popped up at the bottom of the screen...Julie My-Exact-Last-Name. We. Were. Dying.
We lovingly refer to her as "Bizarro Julie."
Posted by: Julie at March 31, 2008 4:11 PM
"...I've got Valtrex in my purse and I'm available for rent by the hour to promote some cheap ass liquor...."
Sooo...that's a no?....Damn...I was looking forward to an entertaining night...
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at March 31, 2008 4:11 PM
Not really to do with this discussion, but since you mention the awesome Titlepage, did you all know that April is National Poetry Month? And if you log on to Knopf, they will e-mail you a poem a day all month long for free. I've been doing it for 3 years and they never ever follow up with any marketing or push stuff during the year, just one little poem a day for a month.
If you want to join the Poem-a-Day party, http://www.randomhouse.com/knopf/poetry/poemaday
Posted by: PaddyDog at March 31, 2008 4:36 PM
George, I guess you got bored with all that nation building shit you be talking about at the U.N., huh?
Posted by: Pookie at March 31, 2008 4:38 PM
Thanks, PaddyDog!
I signed right up on that one.
Noticed they also offer recipes. Poetry and recipes. Emailed every day. Sigh.
This week I shall bake a chocolate cake and write a sonnet in your honor.
Posted by: ShinyKate at March 31, 2008 4:44 PM
If I was Will Arnett, I would start a website where I would charge people to record their voicemail and answering machine messages, and become a millionaire in the process. That man just made me cry whilst talking about his dick barfing.
Posted by: aidan at March 31, 2008 4:45 PM
Sarina I just had to check your blog to make sure that you weren't someone I babysat for who ALSO has that exact same name. I don't think that's the case. But yeah, George, saying "you could do better" might actually be the understatement of the year. Call me, I'll help show you the way.
"You travel with that thing?" Classic.
Huh, Poetry month, I'll have to see about that.
Posted by: Genny (also Rusty) at March 31, 2008 4:58 PM
Much like ShinyKate, Paddy, I shall bake a Blueberry Pie Haiku in your honor.
Yummy Blueberry
Gonna eat the ass off it
Fuck that's some good pie
Bake at 350 degrees, and enjoy.
Posted by: TK at March 31, 2008 4:59 PM
"You got my balls wound up so tight! I've gotta pant full of bone. I'm gonna babysit your vagina."
I died. Litterally.
Posted by: jonr at March 31, 2008 5:05 PM
I love Will Arnett.
... I'll be in my bunk.
Posted by: lizling at March 31, 2008 5:10 PM
Thanks ShinyKate:
If I have a choice, I prefer my sonnets on the Petrarchan side with a hint of Shakespeare.
TK:
I'm so touched,I have no words. I'm picturing a jug of wine, a blueberry pie, a zombie or two and thou beneath the bough.
Posted by: PaddyDog at March 31, 2008 5:24 PM
Man, a discussion of delicious food AND johnny depp. My world is complete. I'm such a foodie, and by that I mean I love to watch the food network, but I can only cook a total of three things. O.k, is it completely wrong to have a crush on Alton Brown? I heart geeks. I can't help it.
Posted by: LittleDead at March 31, 2008 5:29 PM
O.k, is it completely wrong to have a crush on Alton Brown?
Never. Never ever.
I love food and I love geeks, so Good Eats is a perfect amalgam of stuff that makes me happy.
Posted by: Julie at March 31, 2008 5:35 PM
Julie, thank you, I feel better about my sad sad crush on him. Good Eats IS the perfect amalgam and I loved his road trip special. Is everyone thinking what I'm thinking? PAJIBA ROAD TRIP!
Posted by: LittleDead at March 31, 2008 5:40 PM
Oh LittleDead...haven't you heard of the Pajiba Bus(ted) Tour/Murder Spree?! We'll be sure to pick you up in Skittimus Maximus' Murder Tank, you just have to promise to bring weapons and some form of alcohol. :)
Posted by: Julie at March 31, 2008 5:42 PM
Julie, I heard rumors but no one has formally invited me. Oh, this just makes me so happy and in no way gives any hints about the sad state of my life. I shall bring loads of weapons and alcohol. I'll even cook something good. Any preferences? I have only one request. Can I be given a chainsaw and five minutes alone at a showing of "Superhero Movie". Pleeeeeaaasssee!
Posted by: LittleDead at March 31, 2008 5:52 PM
"motherfucking hot ass", yes, but...in the words of Andy Stitzer, that girl scares the SHIT out of me. (food related: "Polish Wedding" didn't improve that at all, but Gabriel Byrne's baker's dignity made me feel better about wearing an apron at my coffee job)
Thanks, Stacey, you answered my question from a few weeks ago. "Moving Violations" has NOT been forgotten!
Posted by: Jay at March 31, 2008 5:55 PM
I was wondering when the Song Chart Meme was going to show it's face on Pajiba - I can't get enough. The Flickr pool is hit or miss, but when it is hit, it is very, very hit. Check it here:
http://www.flickr.com/groups/songchart/pool/
Posted by: Tammy at March 31, 2008 6:08 PM
GRRR..... "ITS" not "IT'S." I represent my Public School education so well.....
Posted by: Tammy at March 31, 2008 6:22 PM
Jay, it's totally on netflix! How it holds up however, depends on how fondly you remember it as a kid. If you're me, that would be very, very fondly.
Posted by: Stacey at March 31, 2008 6:23 PM
Oh my god, I adore Alton Brown. There is no Food Network in Ireland and I miss him so. I want to get rich enough so that I can hire him to cook for me while explaining all sorts of things about how the cooking works with cheesy props. The rest of you can make the sex with him though, he doesn't do it for me in that way.
Posted by: Genny (also Rusty) at March 31, 2008 6:27 PM
Genny aka Rusty:
There may be no Food Network in Ireland but if you find yourself down around West Cork, there is Darina Allen's restaurant and all that fabulous raw milk cheese with real flavour (stock up now: you'll miss it when you;re back in the US) and wonderful meat made with humanely raised livestock. Alternatively, my friend Mairtin MacConIomaire does a cooking show on TnaG, the Irish Language channel and Mairtin really knows how to cook and has a fantastic personality.
Posted by: PaddyDog at March 31, 2008 6:36 PM
I just watched the video, I laughed my ass off at this:
"Is that a sex machine? It looks like it hurts."
"That means it's working. It comes with this really romantic fist attachment!"
I wish I could sleep with Will Arnett's growl.
Posted by: Julie at March 31, 2008 8:23 PM
Is it a suprise that Alton Brown has my heart? 'cuz he does, big time. He stayed at the hotel I was managing last year, and I begged all of my friends at the front desk to find a way to need me whenever he was around, but unfortunately our meeting never happened. someday, Alton. some day.
Posted by: Jayne at March 31, 2008 9:26 PM
Jayne! How could you not accost him while he was there? You know tackle him to the ground, force him to sign something, pledge his soul, something along those lines. What kind of Pajibaian are you? For shame ... for shame ...
Posted by: LittleDead at March 31, 2008 10:52 PM
Ok, is anyone here not watching "Human Giant"? Hie thee to the MTV-erie! It's fantastic, and an excuse to watch mostly irrelevant MTV.
Foodie film guide? Copycats.
Posted by: socalledonlycousins at April 1, 2008 11:02 AM
i don't believe it! two alton brown discussions on two different blogs all in one week!!
he has sexy toys. i love him, too. also duff from "ace of cakes".
and as far as traffic school, in california, you get a ticket, you go to traffic school, or your insurance goes up. and you can only go once a year. and yes, there ARE comedy schools, but the waiting list is impossible, you have to wait for someone to die.
of course that could explain the high zombie population out here.
i actually learned a lot in traffic school, most likely because i "learned" to drive in the south, and got my ticket here in so cal. yes, my ONE ticket. we don't play games here.
Posted by: bionic bunny at April 1, 2008 10:50 PM


