ain't no shame

After watching my FauxVo'd episode of last night's SNL, I know I'm totally going to dork out on Tuesday and run out and buy U2's new record. It was so cute to watch some of the cast members get choked up as Bono hugged Amy Poehler while singing "I Will Follow."

pun fully intended

Thank god I don't work there anymore. I don't even want to think about what this new section brings up at weekly editorial meetings. Ugh. (Via Gawker)

nooooooooooooooo!

Everyone (well, me, Jason and Mike) knows that Harrison Ford should be Robert Langdon in the movie version of The DaVinci Code, not Tom Hanks. And you know Angelina has to play the hot assistant. The book might as well say, "Picture Han Solo/Indiana Jones in the role of handsome college professor obsessed with the Illuminati" in the opening paragraph. This is a fucking travesty.

Also, I only found out about ODB's passing last night right before going to bed. Mike and I flipped past MTV Jams, and an ODB video was playing. Mike made a crack about, "is that in memoriam?" and I looked at him as if he was insane. Weird thing was, I was talking with Matty H. and Josh and Martha about the Wu Tang on Saturday night. Ah, synchronicity. RIP Russell/Big Baby Jesus/Dirt McGirt/Whatever. I'll never forget the puzzled look on Kurt Loder's face when Dirty drove up to the welfare office in a limo to get his food stamps. That was some good television.

so never mind the darkness...

So I'm watching Oprah (yeah, yeah, I know) and the local news brief comes on. They preview stories on the Scott Peterson Verdict and then the anchor asks, "How long will the cold November rain last?" As if anyone has to ask:

"Nothin' lasts forever, even cold November rain." Axl should've been a weatherman.

they deliver for me

I just purchased the Postal Service album from the, um, U.S. Postal Service. As in the government agency, as this already well-circulated article explains. I used to own a promo copy of this record, but it has since disappeared, and I had to buy these stamps for our save-the-date cards. I figured, "Why not?" It's the funniest, most absurd corporate synergy ever.

fun with really terrible puns...

You'd think an administration so mortified by the thought of two people of the same gender wanting to make a lifetime, legally binding commitment to each other would avoid using the word "mandate" repeatedly. Get it? Man-Date. See, this election has truly pushed me over the edge...

I'm shaky and drunk. We spent much of tonight at the bar, watching the results and cheering each time Kerry racked up a few more votes. Now I'm drinking water and eating peanuts because that's all that's in the house at 2 am. The line to vote was halfway around the block this morning at 7 am. I got a little weepy. J. made us drink a shot of whiskey (on the house) when we were getting ready to leave. Now I'm here with the cats screaming and no dry cat food and stress, stress, stress.

I'm wondering if we made a deal with the devil, and the Red Sox victory makes the Oval Office out of reach.

But then again, I hold out hope....