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Hi all. Quick link dump and more. Oh, and just want to say that Monday’s ep of The Black Donnellys was so much more interesting and funny than last week’s well-intentioned bore.
Real-life Kwik-E marts and Star Wars stamps? And, from the people who brought you the Lego Star Wars games…Lego Batman! Whee!
Also, handy tips for the next time you go to a restaurant
Angelina Jolie, James McAvoy, and Morgan Freeman to be in movie from director of Night Watch. Sounds interesting.
Resident Evil 2 was horrible, but the Resident Evil 3 trailer makes me think it will return to the B-movie fun of the first one.
interview with LOST director Jack Bender
BENDER: “Hawaiian, as opposed to the young “Hannah Montana” when you call Disney or whatever star they’re promoting during the week. The Hawaiian music, believe me, is better than the insipid pop music.”
Hey, he was already my favorite of the regular episode directors. This interview made me like him more.
Via
cleolinda:
Lost’s Matthew Fox (Jack Sheppard) to quit smoking for kids while Naveen Andrews (Sayid Jarrah) wants to remake Fassbinder classic
Matthew Rhys and Cillian Murphy join cast of Dylan Thomas biopic, which also stars Keira Knightley and …Lindsay Lohan?
First Sweeney Todd pics!
Hogwarts train vandalized?
Hey fans of The Office US: Jenna Fischer’s myspace! Have you seen her “nude” cover for Wired? Hee. Here’s a list of movies that Office cast will appear in.
There will be 22 more eps of Battlestar Galactica, along with 2 hour special
And, last link of the day:
The Battlestar Galactica vs. The Star Trek Enterprise!
Since I was tagged a while ago by so many people,
I’m in a bit of a rush, so I’ll start off with plain description and see where I end up.
1) I might have mentioned this earlier, but I’ll just say it here: I’m half-Puerto Rican, half-Filipina, and all-American.
2) I have a near-untameable mane of long, wavy, super-dark brown hair. Had it straightened twice, people said “It’s nice,“ but it just wasn’t me. Whee song lyric thoughts
3) I’ve been wearing glasses since age six.
4) I have big collections of gel pens, Beanie Babies, and Hot Wheels cars.
5) My favorite color is blue-green.
6) I read magazines while following my mom’s cart in stores.
7) The magazines I read? Entertainment Weekly, TV Guide, Premiere (too bad it’s going online-only soon), Wired, Time, Newsweek, various video game magazines, Paste, various movie/tv/geek magazines, and sometimes Mental Floss and San Francisco. I also skim Shojo Beat for the culture/fashion/music articles.
8) My brother just got Guitar Hero II last night.
9) My favorite video games are Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic I and II.
10) When I have time, I add some Dance Dance Revolution to my exercise routine.
Finally, another passage from Shirley Jackson’s Hangsman. This one’s much shorter, just a
In the class named philosophy, Natalie appeared two mornings a week, although it was not proven that Mr. (Doctor by ambition, although his thesis- The Probable Intention of the Subjunctive in Plato- had not found a completion) Desmond noticed, particularly, whether or not Miss Waite had chosen to attend any given morning. Under her father’s tender care, Natalie had been formally introduced to both Plato and Aristotle, but had never, until now, been required to digest such ideas reduced to the probable, or diagram, level of the schoolgirl mind. The man-that would be Mr. (to be Doctor) Desmond- who taught this class, and who had named it philosophy, obviously felt that anyone who had spent years studying his subject should by rights end up as something rather better than a man trying to teach ideas to girls, or at least as something more reconciled; he was bitter and impatient, and made his own intimate friend Plato as disagreeable as possible, perhaps to keep the uneager girls from intruding unwarily into some secret philosophical circle, where bitter men who taught philosophy drank deeply of clear wine with the Platos and Berkeleys, the Descartes and the Hegels, and commiserated with one another over the fate of philosophers: philo: love; and sophia: wisdom.
“Nothing,” the philosopher might remark at sometime after nine in the morning, fingering his gray tie, or touching with uncertain fingers his pockets, or merely eyeing unenthusiastically the penciling girls in the front rows, “nothing,” he would say thoughtfully and with some relish, “nothing in the world exists in a perfect form.”
Nothing in the world exists in a perfect form, Natalie wrote in her notebook, feeling as she wrote that there just might be something.
“How about a vacuum?” the girl next to her said unexpectedly.
There was a silence. The professor (so soon to be Doctor Desmond) stared, repeated to himself: What about a vacuum? and raised his eyebrows slightly.
“Well,” he said, his surprise not yet demonstrated to his own satisfaction, “what about a vacuum?” One heard-or rather, perhaps, only Natalie heard- the faint murmur as Plato leant to Descartes, Dewey asked Berkeley, “What did she say? What was it?” the learned teachers of philosophy all raising their eyebrows and smiling at one another, telling one another perhaps, “Science…science.”
“Well,” said the girl next to Natalie, who was suddenly discovered by both Natalie and the girl on the other side of her to be a clumsy creature, given to raw blushing, and undoubtedly not finely drawn in mind, “I mean, when you say there’s nothing perfect?”
“Nothing in the world exists in a perfect form,” the professor murmured, watchfully. “Yes, I said it.”
“Well,” the girl said; she stared straight at the professor; to confound a professor of philosophy midway through the first month of the first semester of your first year…
“Well,” she repeated, “I mean-what about a vacuum? I mean, that‘s perfect isn’t it?”
Natalie perceived that one of the junior members of the philosopher’s circle (William James?), overeager, anxious to establish himself among the select, hurried with his joke, and was hushed by the others, and drew even a shade of a frown from the Bishop himself; would these impetuous young fellows never learn their equivocal standing?- and the professor, at whom the student was staring entranced, looked quickly, once, around the class, opened his mouth, and smiled.
Champions League thoughts and more to come later.
Real-life Kwik-E marts and Star Wars stamps? And, from the people who brought you the Lego Star Wars games…Lego Batman! Whee!
Also, handy tips for the next time you go to a restaurant
Angelina Jolie, James McAvoy, and Morgan Freeman to be in movie from director of Night Watch. Sounds interesting.
Resident Evil 2 was horrible, but the Resident Evil 3 trailer makes me think it will return to the B-movie fun of the first one.
interview with LOST director Jack Bender
BENDER: “Hawaiian, as opposed to the young “Hannah Montana” when you call Disney or whatever star they’re promoting during the week. The Hawaiian music, believe me, is better than the insipid pop music.”
Hey, he was already my favorite of the regular episode directors. This interview made me like him more.
Via
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Lost’s Matthew Fox (Jack Sheppard) to quit smoking for kids while Naveen Andrews (Sayid Jarrah) wants to remake Fassbinder classic
Matthew Rhys and Cillian Murphy join cast of Dylan Thomas biopic, which also stars Keira Knightley and …Lindsay Lohan?
First Sweeney Todd pics!
Hogwarts train vandalized?
Hey fans of The Office US: Jenna Fischer’s myspace! Have you seen her “nude” cover for Wired? Hee. Here’s a list of movies that Office cast will appear in.
There will be 22 more eps of Battlestar Galactica, along with 2 hour special
And, last link of the day:
The Battlestar Galactica vs. The Star Trek Enterprise!
Since I was tagged a while ago by so many people,
I’m in a bit of a rush, so I’ll start off with plain description and see where I end up.
1) I might have mentioned this earlier, but I’ll just say it here: I’m half-Puerto Rican, half-Filipina, and all-American.
2) I have a near-untameable mane of long, wavy, super-dark brown hair. Had it straightened twice, people said “It’s nice,“ but it just wasn’t me. Whee song lyric thoughts
3) I’ve been wearing glasses since age six.
4) I have big collections of gel pens, Beanie Babies, and Hot Wheels cars.
5) My favorite color is blue-green.
6) I read magazines while following my mom’s cart in stores.
7) The magazines I read? Entertainment Weekly, TV Guide, Premiere (too bad it’s going online-only soon), Wired, Time, Newsweek, various video game magazines, Paste, various movie/tv/geek magazines, and sometimes Mental Floss and San Francisco. I also skim Shojo Beat for the culture/fashion/music articles.
8) My brother just got Guitar Hero II last night.
9) My favorite video games are Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic I and II.
10) When I have time, I add some Dance Dance Revolution to my exercise routine.
Finally, another passage from Shirley Jackson’s Hangsman. This one’s much shorter, just a
In the class named philosophy, Natalie appeared two mornings a week, although it was not proven that Mr. (Doctor by ambition, although his thesis- The Probable Intention of the Subjunctive in Plato- had not found a completion) Desmond noticed, particularly, whether or not Miss Waite had chosen to attend any given morning. Under her father’s tender care, Natalie had been formally introduced to both Plato and Aristotle, but had never, until now, been required to digest such ideas reduced to the probable, or diagram, level of the schoolgirl mind. The man-that would be Mr. (to be Doctor) Desmond- who taught this class, and who had named it philosophy, obviously felt that anyone who had spent years studying his subject should by rights end up as something rather better than a man trying to teach ideas to girls, or at least as something more reconciled; he was bitter and impatient, and made his own intimate friend Plato as disagreeable as possible, perhaps to keep the uneager girls from intruding unwarily into some secret philosophical circle, where bitter men who taught philosophy drank deeply of clear wine with the Platos and Berkeleys, the Descartes and the Hegels, and commiserated with one another over the fate of philosophers: philo: love; and sophia: wisdom.
“Nothing,” the philosopher might remark at sometime after nine in the morning, fingering his gray tie, or touching with uncertain fingers his pockets, or merely eyeing unenthusiastically the penciling girls in the front rows, “nothing,” he would say thoughtfully and with some relish, “nothing in the world exists in a perfect form.”
Nothing in the world exists in a perfect form, Natalie wrote in her notebook, feeling as she wrote that there just might be something.
“How about a vacuum?” the girl next to her said unexpectedly.
There was a silence. The professor (so soon to be Doctor Desmond) stared, repeated to himself: What about a vacuum? and raised his eyebrows slightly.
“Well,” he said, his surprise not yet demonstrated to his own satisfaction, “what about a vacuum?” One heard-or rather, perhaps, only Natalie heard- the faint murmur as Plato leant to Descartes, Dewey asked Berkeley, “What did she say? What was it?” the learned teachers of philosophy all raising their eyebrows and smiling at one another, telling one another perhaps, “Science…science.”
“Well,” said the girl next to Natalie, who was suddenly discovered by both Natalie and the girl on the other side of her to be a clumsy creature, given to raw blushing, and undoubtedly not finely drawn in mind, “I mean, when you say there’s nothing perfect?”
“Nothing in the world exists in a perfect form,” the professor murmured, watchfully. “Yes, I said it.”
“Well,” the girl said; she stared straight at the professor; to confound a professor of philosophy midway through the first month of the first semester of your first year…
“Well,” she repeated, “I mean-what about a vacuum? I mean, that‘s perfect isn’t it?”
Natalie perceived that one of the junior members of the philosopher’s circle (William James?), overeager, anxious to establish himself among the select, hurried with his joke, and was hushed by the others, and drew even a shade of a frown from the Bishop himself; would these impetuous young fellows never learn their equivocal standing?- and the professor, at whom the student was staring entranced, looked quickly, once, around the class, opened his mouth, and smiled.
Champions League thoughts and more to come later.