Quoted from Cracked:
Out of the millions upon millions of species that exist on Earth, there was only ever one intelligent bipedal primate: humanity. Finding a race of whatevers who look almost exactly like us plus a few extra eyes, some body paint and smoking hot bodies isn't just wishful thinking, it's plain stupid. And especially if you're an amazingly popular and powerful director with access to billions of dollars worth of cutting-edge CGI so there's literally no limit to the creatures you can come up with.
They could look like anything. Monkey-faced bar stools. Spleens with Care Bear icons for mouths. Anything! But why bother with all that originality business when you can come up with something that looks exactly like goddamn humans, albeit ones who have been dropped in a vat of blue dye and then undergone horrific plastic surgery to look more like cats.
Not content with this bit of biological plagiarism, James Cameron also applied the same "take two Earth animals and combine them" principle to every other creature on Pandora with equally absurd results.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Olympics (with links)!
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Zing
Nick: I see enough of your globbyness daily.
Me: If I were any other girl, you'd be in the doghouse.
Nick: If you were any other girl, I'd call you pretty.
(To be fair, I did instigate the conversation by lifting up my shirt and jiggling my belly to demonstrate my fullness.)
Me: If I were any other girl, you'd be in the doghouse.
Nick: If you were any other girl, I'd call you pretty.
(To be fair, I did instigate the conversation by lifting up my shirt and jiggling my belly to demonstrate my fullness.)
Friday, February 5, 2010
Musical Tourettes
Lyrics permanently stuck in my head from two songs that pop up here and there (i.e: when I wake up, in the car, etc.) for as long as I can remember:
"I'm a loser, baby. So why don't you kill me." - Beck
"Stop right now. Thank you very much." -Spice Girls
I've never owned a Beck or Spice Girls album in my life, so WHY these particular lines stick out of the multitude of catchy music I've heard is a bit of a mystery. Though, I'm pretty sure the Beck song is there because I have yet to find anything else that paraphrases/expresses my awkwardness so well. Spice Girls - I'm at a loss.
"I'm a loser, baby. So why don't you kill me." - Beck
"Stop right now. Thank you very much." -Spice Girls
I've never owned a Beck or Spice Girls album in my life, so WHY these particular lines stick out of the multitude of catchy music I've heard is a bit of a mystery. Though, I'm pretty sure the Beck song is there because I have yet to find anything else that paraphrases/expresses my awkwardness so well. Spice Girls - I'm at a loss.
Friday, December 18, 2009
The piano’s this melancholy soundtrack to her smile
"I’m a sucker for strings and lyrics, and broken-hearted love songs. This one gets props for all three"
So imagining a mash up with The Scientist and Dreams.
So imagining a mash up with The Scientist and Dreams.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Brain Vomit
Waking up so early in the mornings, I'm finding that general sleepiness, overall incoherence, and a desire to not program at the butt crack of dawn often leads to a disturbing lack of inhibition. Or mainly, a state of sober semi-drunkenness where I think I've come up with something interesting/meaningful that has to be stated and receive insulting but accurate (upon post-morning ruminating) replies from my BFFs. The brain races and continually smashes into a brick wall, I guess. Ah. Awkwardness. Embrace it.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Nice Guy Syndrome
[From Urban Dictionary]
An annoying mental condition in which a heterosexual man concocts over simplified ideas why women aren’t flocking to him in droves. Typically this male will whine and complain about how women never want to date them because he is “too nice” or that he is average in appearance. He often targets a woman who is already in a relationship; misrepresenting his intentions of wanting to be her friend and having the expectation that he is owed more than friendship because he is such a good listener. He is prone to brooding over this and passive aggressive behavior.
An annoying mental condition in which a heterosexual man concocts over simplified ideas why women aren’t flocking to him in droves. Typically this male will whine and complain about how women never want to date them because he is “too nice” or that he is average in appearance. He often targets a woman who is already in a relationship; misrepresenting his intentions of wanting to be her friend and having the expectation that he is owed more than friendship because he is such a good listener. He is prone to brooding over this and passive aggressive behavior.
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