Lena Dunham Knows She Probably Wouldn't Enjoy Pi(e) Day As Much If She Had To Maintain A Victoria's Secret Model's Figure
I’ve spent most of the week battling the flu (whimpering in bed like a b*tch). It seems the whole world has gone crazycakes while I was deep in my NyQuil-coma. There’s a new Pope, Veronica Mars and Twinkies have been resurrected, but Google Reader’s being put out to pasture. WHAT IS HAPPENING?!?!
Well, this is comforting. At least I haven’t awoken to a world where suddenly everyone hates Jennifer Lawrence. Even these groups that get their hate on professionally can’t find a reason to knock her. (Vice)
That “Veronica Mars” movie news has already perked me up. The Kickstarter campaign made its goal and broke records mere hours after it was announced and it’s still going. That’s in part, thanks to people like this guy who donated $10,000. For backing the project at that level, he gets a speaking role in the movie. For that amount of money, I would insist on getting to beat the ever-loving shit out of Piz and his stupid, stupid hair every second that he’s on screen. But, that’s just me. Seriously, why is he there? (EW)
Today is Pi Day, mofos. And since I’m greed as hell and terrible at the maths, I’m one of those people that like to make today all about pi(e)s of the baked and delicious variety. (BF)
Lena Dunham answered “20 Questions” in Playboy’s April issue. I too, have found myself carrying around random pieces of cutlery in my purse. FOR DINING EMERGENCIES! (Celebitchy)
In cased you missed it, PaddyDog posted this moving photography series of children around the world pictured with their most prized possessions. (Featured Shoot)
A woman in Vancouver went all kinds of Angela Basset in Waiting to Exhale on her husband’s precious belongings when she posted an ad for an estate sale (the “estate” was all of his stuff) after she found out he cheated on her, warning those who would show up not to “come too early (like he did).” (Gawker)
No thank you, Netflix Social. My friends don’t need to know how many times I’ve watched Waiting to Exhale while laid up in bed with the plague. (Wired)
What if our most iconic superheros were sponsored by our most iconic brands? Then we’d probably get lines like, “Why do we fall, Bruce?” “Because we Just Do It.” (Neatorama)
NBC is doing basically what we’ve all done with NBC: They’re just f**king giving up already. (WG)
I still have no idea what Nick Offerman’s movie Somebody Up There Likes Me is about, but they are pulling out all the stops to promote it. If all the stops are Offerman’s bare ass, Alison Brie and Megan Mullaly singing about weed and p*ssy, and cameos from Amy Poehler and Adam Scott. (Uproxx)
If I was conscious for TK’s post where everyone came out about the big chunks of pop culture they’ve never gotten into out of stubbornness or lack of interest, I would have been compelled to admit the giant, Harry Potter-shaped gap in my pop culture knowledge. But, for those of you who are into that, here’s another way the Potter saga could have wrapped up. (Geeks Are Sexy)
No matter where your fandom takes you, someone on this site has probably concocted a tea blend based on your favorite characters. (Adagio)
This story about Twitter rallying to the aid of a designer/comedian and his ailing wife makes me want to gather you all up and hug you until I hear something pop. Yeah, that might be too much. I would just give you all the plague, anyway. And some of you look shifty. (Chicago Tribune)
I see that lobster sex video and raise you an octopus sex video. This is how deities get made, my friends. But with more alcohol.
This 90s version of “Games of Thrones” would have fit quite nicely in the middle of a “Xena: Warrior Princess” and “Hercules: The Legendary Journeys” programming block.
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