HAVE AT THEE, THOU CHURLISH, HASTY-WITTED HUGGERS. Um, Lainey sent me this Shakespearean insult generator and I’ve been having fun with it. Maybe too much fun. (Skull Swap)
Here is a compilation of pop-cultural shout-outs compliments of that roguish, swag-bellied horn beast, Seth Rogen. (Vulture)
The good folks over at the Awl have posted a several videos from last night’s Radiohead performance. As they mention, you should watch while you can before the internazis take them down. (The Awl)
Speaking of fascist Goose Steppers, check out these amazing Muppet Trooper cosplayers. Actually, maybe I should have said Frog Marchers. (Star Wars Blog)
I confessed to Seth the other day that I have a secret, shameful obsession with “The Sing Off.” That’s right, a reality show hosted by that beslubbering, beef-witted coxcomb Nick Lachey. Seth assured me that hardly counts as a guilty pleasure. He may be right. Check out this list of the Top Ten Guilty Pleasure TV Shows Of All Time. (FlavorWire)
Speaking of insults, I choose to believe Miles Davis actually said this to Nancy Reagan. I will be bumping Kind Of Blue all day. (Deus Ex Malcontent)
Science shows that women are, in fact, the tougher sex. Much obliged, Science. (Telegraph)
Why did none of you yoga addicts tell me about yogasms? You rank, folly-fallen harpies. (Daily Beast)
Have we figured out yet what to call this decade? Like, we’re no longer in the Aughts/Aughties and while the while the dissembling, rough-hewn measles over at Wikipedia suggests the “twenty-tens,” I’m not convinced. It’s not snappy! I can’t shout, “WELCOME TO THE TWENTY-TENS, BEYOTCH” while punching someone out now, can I? Check out this supercut and relive the glory days of the easy to utter “90s.” (Uproxx)
For your greater ease and convenience, here is a magnificent flow chart of NPR’s recent reader-voted Top 100 Sci-Fi/Fantasy books. (SF Signal)
And while we’re on the subject of Sci-Fi/Fantasy, I think I’ve decided what to wear the Pajiba Office Christmas Party. Behold, The Great Dark God Cthulhu, Almighty Master of R’evelry, Destroyer of Punch Bowls, Harbinger of Aeons of Karaoke Christmas Carols and Despair. Hark, The Herald of Unimaginable Infinite Horrors and Limitless Gibbering Cyclopean Chaos Sings. (Archie McPhee)
Speaking of chaos and the abyss, dig if you will this video of Neil deGrasse Tyson telling the story of how he first met Carl Sagan.
Finally, it’s the moment you’ve all been indifferently waiting for, the “How I Met Your Mother” blooper reel. To be honest, it’s a lot of d*ck jokes and ringtones, but I can pretty much never get enough of Jason Segel.
Joanna Robinson loves you all. Yes, even you, you mewling, onion-eyed flap dragon.