Happy Birthday Ryan Gosling! You May Be Getting Older, But You'll Always Be Our Baby Goose
Celebrate Ryan Gosling's birthday by remembering all he has given to us. Mainly, ladyboners. (Buzzfeed)
The original script for Prometheus has popped up if you want to know if all the characters were just as stupid in Jon Spaihts version or if it was just the Lindelof touch. (io9)
Wonder what the vampires in the I Am Legend would've looked liked had Ridley Scott ended up in the director's chair? Answer: Pretty damn creepy and more believable than the CGI fest they ended up with. (Blastr)
And here's how it would look if Wes Anderson got a crack at the next Stars Wars installment (Team COCO)
I wish Jay-Z would just join Coldplay so that I would finally know the name of one other member besides Mr. Paltrow. (Vulture)
A Barbie that any Whovian male or female would want for Christmas. Just keep an eye on it at all times. (TMS)
If Anne Hathaway insists on keeping her eyes shut, I can't in good conscience, give her one. (Celebitchy)
This has been making the rounds on Facebook and Twitter lately. Writer and White Man, Eric Garland, wants to explain why he didn't and won't vote Republican until they make some changes. (Eric Garland)
Finally an MTV explains why they never play music videos anymore. Hint: You. You're the problem. (Youtube)
Like many of us, President Obama is hooked on "Homeland". Here's Damian Lewis sharing a story about the POTUS blowing off work to watch the show and signing a DVD box set for him. (WG)
Sometimes a client from hell is a creative opportunity. (The Curious Brain)
If you remember Rebecca Black, then you know the work of Patrice Wilson, the writer and producer behind Black's internet earworm "Friday". Well, just as your ears were finally starting to heal, he's back. And this time it's Thanksgiving with which he'd like you to associate driving a railroad spike through your head.
That was almost worth it for this gif alone:
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