Say Goodbye To These, Leo!
Speaking of space adventure, the rebel alliance that helps me battle the evil empire of celebrity gossip and cute animal videos were in quite the Star Wars mood today. I'm going to go ahead and smoke the jump. If the hyperdrive shreds itself and give us a belly full of scrap metal, you have my apologies. We've got An X-Wing Fighter made from office supplies, a tricked out Star Wars bike, these not new but maybe new to you travel posters, fancy Storm Trooper and Boba Fett dresses, and, my favorite, Troy and Abed as Chewie and Han.
Did you know the Humanities building at UC Davis (my alma-mater) is nicknamed the Death Star? Sure is. It should be named The Giant Concrete Monstrosity You Will Get Lost In At Least Five Times. . .Seriously Did the Engineering Students Design This To Prank We Poor Humanities Students? Jerks. Anyway, these bizarro abandoned Soviet Monuments reminded me of that stupid, infuriating Death Star and apparently I had FEELINGS that needed VENTING. (Crack Two)
Ah, but not all concrete monstrosities are abandoned, despite the now CONFIRMED leak at the Fukushima Nuclear Power Plant, the good folks there are soldiering on. (Telegraph)
Speaking of toxic substances, can we discuss this woman who has not only injected her eight year old daughter's face with Botox, but has gone on national television to defend this insane decision? Honestly, where is child protective services? (Salon)
You know me, I say let it all hang out. Be you eight, eighty, or a sun-sensitive ginger. This particularly freckly ginger has launched an adorable project where you can help him count the freckles on (most of) his body. Get to clicking! (Freckle Count)
Because, listen, I'm all for wearing sunscreen (I do it every day) but sometimes the wrinkliest faces are the most interesting. This is certainly the case with character actor and every day Leatherface Danny Trejo. Trejo will be joining the cast of "Sons of Anarchy" next season, a show I've never watched but hear is not only good, but also sort of Hamlet-y. I like Hamlet-y things! (Warming Glow)
But skin cancer is not cool and it's not cute to mock it. You hear me Glenn Beck, you malignant mole? The enemy of my Glenn Beck is my friend so I find myself, alas, siding with a member of the McCain clan as she takes Beck down for his asshattery. (Media Matters)
What a piece of work is man! How noble in reason, how infinite in faculties. . .Matthew Perry is going back to rehab. Oh, Chanandler Bong, I want nothing but the best for you. (Celebitchy)
Speaking of funny gents (shut up, I LOVE Chandler), Splitsider has an interesting look at the lost projects of Judd Apatow. I'm not saying any of these should have been made, but I do think it's nice to look at a man's failures and consider the long road he took to get to where he is now. (Splitsider)
And wherever he ends up, perhaps Leonardo DiCaprio will one day look back with fondness and regret at the magnificence that was his ex-girlfriend's bosom. For now I'm sure he's crying into a pile of money and groupies. (Socialite Life)
And if you feel that link relating to the beautiful bosom of a beautiful lady is somehow not in the spirit of Unofficial Feminazi Week, well, you're dumb. But also, here's a cute feminist link for you, the Situation Room photo without the distraction of all those sexually suggestive menfolk. (Free Williamsbur)
Do y'all play any instruments? I play the ukulele (rather poorly). I wish I had started at a younger age, check out these pint-sized maestros pickin' and a-grinnin'. Then check out the taxidermied (NOT A WORD? EFF YOU, NUMSKULLS!) fox in their bedroom.
My ukulele hero is, of course, the magnificent Jake Shimabukuro who obviously has been playing since he was truly teeny. Here he is wailing on "Bohemian Rhapsody" as part of the magnificent TED talks series.