So last night I finally sat down and saw The Wild & Wonderful Whites of West Virginia, a DVD produced by Johnny Knoxville and sent my way by New Video a few weeks ago. So why didn’t I watch it earlier? Two reasons: 1. The
Two things happened yesterday. 1. My dad called to tell me that my uncle is stuffing his turkey this year with White Castle burgers. I actually think I might throw up right now from typing that. You know that go-to gross out place you go
All productivity today went to a screeching halt after seeing the second teaser trailer for “The Social Network” (see it on NYMag’s blog HERE and note that JCPE and I are the only commenters). At the ripe old age of 28 I am not in
Oh dear Lord what is wrong with me? Seriously, there are the things going through my clearly deranged and misguided head like “oh my my isn’t Tom Cruise charming?” WTF? I keep seeing him in that denim shirt with that hair shaking in front of
Holy Mother of Jackie Chan, yes. I’m sort of angry at everyone I know that nobody took the time to alert me that this trailer was available. It wasn’t until this week when I turned the corner on my way to work and saw the
I have a dilemma. Can anyone remember what the heck happens in “Where the Wild Things Are?” I keep talking to people and they’re like “OMG I can’t wait best book ever reminds me of my youth yay!” and I’m like “Great, could you maybe
Dear Jennifer Aniston, Please. Stop. Stop it. Stop it now! I want to shake you! In a loving big-sisterly way (because I’m like twice your size). JEN FREAKING GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF! I’m looking at your imdb page right now, and I have to
I just wiki’ed Johnny Depp to make sure that he’s not actually British (he’s from Kentucky, which would make him more Gilbert Grape than Captain Jack Sparrow, which I can only assume means he sounds like Gwyneth Paltrow, but French, in real life.) Big picture
**This is my favorite movie of all time!!**
Speaking of mortality, what is the deal with child-cancer? More importantly, what is the deal with sad-ass movies and books that just make you insanely depressed? Hello, “The Notebook,” I’m talking to you! Authors like Jodi Picoult and Nicholas Sparks are feeding this fear of