When’s the last time I did a Pajiba Love for y’all? Seems like a long time ago. (*clap clap*) Let’s dive right in, shall we, with this unofficial “Veronica Mars” cast reunion photo. Face it, you’re all marshmallows when it comes to this show. (WS)
Confession, one of my biggest weaknesses as a non-parent is judging parents on their parenting when they parent. This article basically came across to me as “wah, laptops aren’t good at parenting my kid for me…make them touch screen.” I judge. I know I’ll change my tune when I’m permanently sticky and exhausted. But for now, I judge. (Slate)
Because if I had my druthers, I would raise the kind of kid who wants to mail sticks back to park rangers. (BioTV)
H/T to Internet Magpie for this absolutely chilling, interactive feature on a California serial killer who is still on the loose. (LA Mag)
Speaking of blood curdling, the amazing Kathy Bates will be joining Season 3 of “American Horror Story” and the writers claim this is the scariest role she’s ever tackled. Scarier than “Harry’s Law”? Don’t make me laugh. (TVLine)
Speaking of Audrey Hepburn, have you seen this absolutely terrifying chocolate commercial with a reanimated, CGI’d version of her? This is some Benjamin Buttons sh*t.
Best group costume ever? Best group costume ever. (BioTV)
The Wicked Witch of the West graces the cover of “Entertainment Weekly” this week. Oh, my sweet Kunis, what have you done? (Comic Book Movie)
Somehow I missed the fact that David Bowie and Tilda Swinton have collaborated on a music project. How very, very Looper. (GGD)
I don’t know for certain that I’ll ever be in a situation where I’ll need to wriggle out of handcuffs, but I definitely think I should purchase this spy ring. Just in cases. (Boing Boing)
Lindelof made up for 3.5 bad seasons of “Lost” by tearing into Justin Bieber and his buffoonish hat on Twitter. (Uproxx)
In case you hadn’t seen it yet, this is what Bieber looked like in that hat.
Speaking of Twitter, last night Lena Dunham tweeted out her approval for this dead-on impression. So haters and lovers alike can enjoy this Zero Dark Thirty audition.
And, finally, hideous, depraved confession time. I’ve had that Seth MacFarlane boob song stuck in my head since Sunday. At least now I can sing new lyrics. Here’s the equally immature “We Saw Your Junk” featuring two of my favorite, oft-naked Gingers.