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By Joanna Robinson | Posted Under Pajiba Love | Comments (46)



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Ah, my saavy surfers, when crafting my daily Love letters to you, there are some internet memes I just skip right past because I’m certain you’ve already seen, smirked and moved on. Such was the case with Hipster Ariel. HOWEVER, this little slice of meme cosplay is worth a link. Hipster Ariel IRL. (Epic Ponyz)

IRL means “in real life” you guys, just in case you didn’t know. I didn’t know before I landed this gig and started trolling the sometimes skanky shores of Reddit. TIL (today I learned) that GUI means Graphic User Interface. Here’s a collection of film’s most recognizable GUIs. ))<>(( Back and forth forever! (Access Main Computer File)

Who uses emoticons to flirt, anyway? It’s all about these 52 non-verbal signals. I assure you #3 (solitary dance) is not in my arsenal (love is a battlefield). Why do the White Girl’s Overbite, when a firm #43 gets the job done every time? (e-Seduce)

I’d use every move in my arsenal of flirting if it would get me anywhere with the devastatingly gay NPH and the devastatingly straight Christina Hendricks. They’ve been appearing together onstage in one of my favorite musicals (Sondheim’s “Company”) alongside Stephen Colbert, Martha Plimpton and Charlie Sheen casualty, Jon Cryer. The show will be broadcast in movie theaters nationwide sometime in June. (Just Jared)

If you want Real Flirting Tips From The Hopelessly Helpless, I find the careful application of perfume to be exceedingly helpful. Not a bog of eternal stench situation, because a little bit goes a long way. My current fav is Alice from the very badass Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab. Even if you’re not into perfume, you should check out the site because they’ve named many of their lines for literary characters. Oh yeah, there’s a whole Neil Gaiman section. Who doesn’t want to smell like “Mad Sweeney?” (Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab)

In exciting book news, a new Dr. Seuss collection will be released this year. A new Seuss and a new Silverstein in the same year? Bless my stars upon thars! (Publisher’s Weekly)

In less whimsical literary news, here are nine books that really oughtn’t insult you in the title. (Some E-cards)

On the other hand, James Dyson, the hugely successful vacuum inventor (seriously, my little windmill tilters, he was knighted for inventing a vacuum), wrote an interesting essay in praise of failure. (Wired)

On theme of failure, it always breaks my heart when an artist dies before he or she has a chance to see success. (Van Gogh, John Keats, Nick Drake, etc.) In the case of Jeff Buckley, on the other hand, I can’t help but think it’s a bit of a mercy that he never lived to see all the meaning battered and wrung out of his “Hallelujah” cover. You know you’ve lost all cred when you’ve made it onto “The O.C.” soundtrack. Speaking of Jeff, he’ll be getting the biopic treatment, and while I appreciate Celebitchy’s preferred casting, I think we all know James Franco has this one in the bag. (Celebitchy)

If you have a Twitter and choose to play around with this website, please please please, for the love of cod, post your result. Who doesn’t love cod? (Yes That Can Be My Next Tweet)

The Edgar Wright soupiness of this Shaun of the Dead done in the style of Scott Pilgrim appealed to the pop culture vulture in me.

And we end today’s Love with two shortie short videos. First is this adorable pint-sized Jedi who knows when to fold ‘em, walk away and maybe even run.

And, lastly, this astonishing gymnastics video. I didn’t catch this young man’s name, but the site I nabbed it from called him Spider-man. I think that’s fairly accurate.

Joanna Robinson was asked, quite nicely, to defend her love of typography in yesterday’s comments section. What can she say, she loves the things she loves. You can call her on that cop out via Email or the Twitters.









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Comments

Whatever. The gymnast didn't even nail either landing. That step back is a point deduction that could have cost The Avengers their gold medal match against The Anachronauts.

Posted by: Robert at April 12, 2011 1:11 PM

That Can Be My Next Tweet.: "I will be a crock pots."

Posted by: coveredinbees at April 12, 2011 1:16 PM

I want that Bilquis perfume, but that means me feel squinky...

Shaun of the Dead AS Scott Pilgrim: your argument is invalid. ::dead::

Posted by: Patty O'Green at April 12, 2011 1:16 PM

Did the magic of Christina Hendricks boobies just turn NPH straight?

Posted by: BWeaves at April 12, 2011 1:18 PM

I would just like to express my intits gratitude over the header picture of Christitty Hendtits. Spank you.

Posted by: Paultera at April 12, 2011 1:19 PM

I hope to raise any children I might have to respect the power of Lord Vader. Well done, child.

Posted by: calliope1975 at April 12, 2011 1:19 PM

One of my Tweets: "Tears dropping like testicles. That'd be Danger but there is far too much sweeter than I scored 8549."

Posted by: Pinky McLadybits at April 12, 2011 1:21 PM

Who doesn’t want to smell like “Mad Sweeney?”

I'd prefer to smell like Mr. Wednesday, whom I assume is a healthy waft of stale mead, bacon grease, cairbou fur, sea salt, and gullible young wench.

Mr. Wednesday...by Gaiman.

Posted by: D-Day at April 12, 2011 1:21 PM

"Ha! That is all. Coyote Blue by Christopher Moore Yelling WOOHOO!" every damn year!"

"And a teenager. Next it'll refuse to donate, I'd like testicles. That'd be Danger but couldn't remember."

"I need a pony WITH gold teeth! So how to be Danger but couldn't remember how to be much boredom."

Posted by: Pinky McLadybits at April 12, 2011 1:28 PM

Once upon a time, I was witness to a production of Equus with a woman whom looked very much like Christina Hendricks, in a time before Christina. Both in looks and bosom.

I had erotic dreams for months afterward. Thank you for re-gifting me with them.

Posted by: idiosynchronic at April 12, 2011 1:41 PM

No midget? Fail.

Posted by: Slash at April 12, 2011 1:45 PM

"Or you've become Moist. America, I say. What's shakin' turkey bacon? Yeah...this is for the Grand Canyon."

...indeed.

Posted by: TheMaskedEmu at April 12, 2011 1:53 PM

Apparently my next Tweet is supposed to be "Mmmm Nutella. I weep. First Costumed Picture of my annual exam because the bitchy manufactured dramaz."

I'm totally not Tweeting that, but I may print it out and put it up on the fridge or something.

Posted by: Nat Kittyface at April 12, 2011 2:07 PM

My next tweet: "Well? How? Oh, BTW, I don't have a senryu, since it's not at all like being at Les Halles downtown) is."

I do love NPH, but I don't see how he can touch Raul Esparza as Bobby.

Posted by: Captain Tuttle at April 12, 2011 2:09 PM

"I started to move into an hour late to come back from all of the ones I'm a Snooki?..."

Jesus? Does that mean I've actually put the word Snooki into one of my tweets? I am shame.

"Preview of beer and the Wolf Our Website is over someone- Beer: The idiocy is it spicy?"

I'm going to have to start tweeting more just to have more fun with this site.

Posted by: Paultera at April 12, 2011 2:10 PM

Man, these just get better with every refresh.

"I suggest... $3,000 horsie boots? WHAT? Modern Wonder Woman : Are those 14 cats on Scifi, but dessert?"

"Yeah, it's not want a good time. Ooh, tripping, good time. Ooh, tripping, good business strategy."

"A Very Serious Essay on Scifi, but you'll get more of them. Just got dessert crazy liars?"

"I love you can pry your original franchise from those servers. ALAS. WHERE IS MY DETROIT PATISSERIE?"

I think I love this script.

Posted by: Nat Kittyface at April 12, 2011 2:10 PM

As much as smelling like Bilquis has a certain....predatory appeal, there's a line of perfumes based on The Last Unicorn?! DUDE.

Posted by: SavageCats at April 12, 2011 2:13 PM

OK this tweet needs to go on my resume.

"One week left! Tickets are you? At this picture w/ my work beers I'm a few more hours without boobs is."

Posted by: Paultera at April 12, 2011 2:14 PM

I'm clearly not hip enough. I don't understand the majority of the comments here at all. I'm not sure they're even in English.

Posted by: Nate at April 12, 2011 2:14 PM

"Tree Farts Kill Boston Sucks, Bye Clooney and JAG. So far, my intervention is on a bottle of the stove?"

"Ugh, I need my own bloobs and chocolate, right? Oh look, something shiny... IHOP!"

"No, Lionel Richie. It's an iPad. Ha. For once. I think I was all about that birthday shot."

"Like A Pig Get In My father is totally overrated, right? Did anyone else hear a JesusPhone, I'm trying to."

"Drunk. Sitting on Twitter. Uh huh. Drunk. Sitting on the last seven hours."

(That last one is strangely accurate.)

Posted by: jM at April 12, 2011 2:14 PM

"Thanks. I'll feed you. I throw in a tumbleweed as they become available. Thanks. I hate this weekend."

Posted by: Paultera at April 12, 2011 2:16 PM

This is way too much fun.

"I blame Twitter for that was Clay, a limerick in last time. I thought my ass of them not though."

"Getting paid OT to come out of and you know. Last day of work and then it's NSFW We cuss a little."

"Shit. I'm off for me? Are you sure? It's really bad limericks to get blackout drunk they'll do I am so?"

"Mastodon. I made a computer near you!"

"Our Website is finally get blackout drunk they'll fix themselves. This article pisses me fooled too. Ha!"

Posted by: Paultera at April 12, 2011 2:24 PM

How'd We Do?


*sigh*

Posted by: Jay at April 12, 2011 2:34 PM

Nate, I think they're all doing that Twitter link JoRo listed above. It mashes up their previous tweets. I'm not a twatter myself.

Fassbender's a little too old to play Buckley, isn't he? And Pattinson... no. Just no. Is Franco really all that's left?

Posted by: MelBivDevoe at April 12, 2011 2:39 PM

Someone to sit in my chair.
Someone to sit on my face.
Someone to mess with my hair,
and sit on my face,
and make me aware,
that they're on my face...

Sit on my face!

Posted by: Lucas at April 12, 2011 2:42 PM

That Can Be My Next Tweet: Update: I can't find out if he can see my face.

Posted by: ZombieNurse at April 12, 2011 2:49 PM

Damn! I would so smurf NPH.

Posted by: Drake at April 12, 2011 2:58 PM

OK Last one.

"I remodeled my vagina. Been listening to get excited about that they've got Mel Gibson's mouth under news!"

Posted by: Paultera at April 12, 2011 3:09 PM

In the picture, it looks like Doogie is nailing Ms. Hendricks from behind. That's what I'm going with.

Posted by: Mickey at April 12, 2011 3:24 PM

SavageCat you prophecy the second coming - EAU DE SCHMENDRICK!!!

Posted by: Patty O'Green at April 12, 2011 3:30 PM

Oh god I love "Company" I didn't even know Christina Hendricks could sing. Too much perfect in one person. I would think the combo of her and NPH scantily clad would shatter the time tit/slap continuum. Oh well. I can't wait to hear them sing the title song it'll be magnificent.

Posted by: E-Money at April 12, 2011 3:43 PM

I would totally do the Dyson guy.

Posted by: TWoP_Fan at April 12, 2011 3:52 PM

next tweets:

Just got back to lock up a condom. I'm dressed sexier than a nurse told me to train......

You don't face the jazzfest jazzfest jazzfest set! en route to consult god.

Thanks for the grammar doesn't flow throughout. now i'm so much. If you weren't smiling while snowed in!

Cograts to the wire. Finally. It was already following Not news per se, but I'm relieved!

Hi panic I work now. It's actually more fun and happy anniversary to women's curling.

Posted by: dna at April 12, 2011 4:55 PM

Apparently, I never use words like "the," "and," or "a" in my tweets. I will have to work on that.

Guy breaking, locking, and Elvis. I suspect of the idea you're neurotic.

My answer: Jesus. His life when every Halloween costume shop be late? Law & Julia'.

Been waiting for your imaging. Today might just be here today...want to be FUCKING STUPID MORONS DAY.

...Not sure how much longer tolerable. I hate harp music. 9th grade is my One-A-Day Vitagummies?

Homeless guy at Favre's weepy, hillbilly face while saying Phalanges" in the head?

HATE WHEN TRAIN IS HOLY, PLEASE NO MORE time to go? Main upside to Svalbard. Bear Grylls fakes!

Posted by: Siege at April 12, 2011 5:17 PM

My next tweets:

(1)
April 2011: So pretty: Now to know, the greater NYC area, you'd be square for the rest online.

(2)
If you ready for massive retooling? No. Drag Race: Season 3, Inception, and Good to see this painting I!

(3)
Rango is a different kind of going really positive reaction to win is Florence minus the focus features.

(4)
I don't get fantasy films. Realy? Falsely defaming the runway: Family Drama for them.

(5)
To clarify, Toy Story 3, Episode 11: The worst episode of afternoon. Damn six hour we make it a really?

As you can see, I use punctuation, descriptors, and dates in my Tweets. I can also pretty easily form these into a collection of poetry about reality TV and pretend to be a genius. And RuPaul comes up because of my weekly photo recaps. Sickening, no?

Posted by: Robert at April 12, 2011 6:22 PM

If only... *ONLY* I say, I was one with the Twiddle Nation.
Alas. No sense... no clue... no care. :P

Posted by: Ms MoMo at April 12, 2011 6:30 PM

I am not joking, this was one of my results from that Twitter link:

"SOMEBODY SET TRIPPIN UP IN HERE."

Posted by: wonderbreadhead at April 12, 2011 7:35 PM

Holy shi.... I hope I snuff it right here and now so that is last image that I see before I die.

Posted by: JackRandom at April 12, 2011 7:48 PM

New Silverstein book?! I need details!!

Posted by: Hey at April 12, 2011 7:59 PM

So... I love computers. All I got out of that GUI link was Clueless, before I gave up on the endless of it. And maybe the robot in South Dakota is from Star Wars? It seems strange that Star Wars would have a scene in South Dakota...

Oh, OK, and Moon. I got two. Proooobably not 3.

Also, many of those are not actually GUIs. They're just video feeds, or text-only screens. MS-DOS prompts don't exactly put the graphical in graphical user interface, don't they.

Posted by: SaBrina at April 12, 2011 10:16 PM

do they. don't they. won't you? be mine.

Posted by: SaBrina at April 12, 2011 10:16 PM

My tweet was: "Is an 8% chance!! 8--8%?!" which makes me happy because of course it would mostly pick the Kiss Kiss Bang Bang reference.

Also, that Jedi kid made my day. So incredibly adorable.

Posted by: Shibuyama at April 12, 2011 11:06 PM

All of my next tweets make me sound like a spambot. Take this gem:

"Just had the love Sam Elliot's mustache? Let's go to be used in the mark regarding the morning & kids"

What?!

Posted by: Monica at April 12, 2011 11:48 PM

I must say "bollocks" a lot?

Bollocks, he's a blinder. There is dud half Gloria Jean's half Lavazza. Lives at them.

Posted by: HellKelpie at April 13, 2011 2:42 AM

That "53 signs" link reads like a RPG command list after a quick scan.

/Caress (leg)?
Y
/leg caressed.

You have just received a vodka cranberry!

+2 wooziness!
-1 inhibitions!

/caress (eyeball)?
Y
/eyeball caressed

*Rick* has excused himself to the bathroom /haste

-9 confidence!!

/travel (home)?
/now at home

+3 Cats!

Posted by: Ian at April 13, 2011 11:51 AM

That gymnastics thing isn't so impressive. I do that all the time on QWOP.

Posted by: Craig at April 13, 2011 1:12 PM