So much love for Neville Longbottom.
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Friday, July 8, 2011
This Week in Happy News: Attack of the Baby Sloths
It's basically the most adorable attack ever. You should probably put some Slow Loris saliva on those sloth wounds to combat the cuteness. Even things out a bit.
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Tyra-saurus Rex: RAWR is dinosaur for...
Little known fact: Tyrannosaurus Rex actually means "diva lizard queen" and not "tyrant lizard king" as previously thought. True story.
Thursday, June 30, 2011
The Many Shirtless Poses of Alec Baldwin
Over on buzzfeed there's a post on the Top 16 Shirtless Alec Baldwin Pictures. While I very much enjoy Alec Baldwin shirtless (or non-shirtless) I had two complaints about this post. One, some of the pictures were very similar, and I feel it should be about quality over quantity. And two, all of the pictures were of young Alec. Can older Alec not get any love? Did he turn 40 and stop taking his shirt off? Anyway, here are my picks for the top shirtless Alec photos.
Very intense. This is what Tyra Banks calls "smizing."
Post-sex glow with Meryl Strep.
Someone has turned into quite the silver fox.
What a bad boy. ROWR.
Honestly I just like that mint green wall and how it brings out the colors in the painting/Alec's tattoo. (Does the color look weird to anyone else?)
WHOOPS, NOT ALEC!
So dreamy. So hairy.
From a classic SNL. Hooty-hoo, Mr. Owl.
And finally:
A tasteful black and white. Very artsy.
Very intense. This is what Tyra Banks calls "smizing."
Post-sex glow with Meryl Strep.
Someone has turned into quite the silver fox.
What a bad boy. ROWR.
Honestly I just like that mint green wall and how it brings out the colors in the painting/Alec's tattoo. (Does the color look weird to anyone else?)
WHOOPS, NOT ALEC!
So dreamy. So hairy.
From a classic SNL. Hooty-hoo, Mr. Owl.
And finally:
A tasteful black and white. Very artsy.
Friday, June 24, 2011
Photoshop Fan Art
The other day I saw this photo of Nick Offerman and Adam Scott sitting in a car together. I love it so much, and it got me thinking about what was happening off camera that was causing Adam such joy and Nick such disdain. Then I thought, what if they were in character? And what if it somehow involved their co-star Amy Poehler as Leslie Knope? And this is what happened:
And now I totally want a calzone.
And now I totally want a calzone.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Mustachioed Kisses
So thanks to Wally's comments about Ron Swanson flavored mustachioed kisses, I've been pondering celebrity mustaches all day. I have to admit that as much as Ron Swanson is the epitome of masculinity, the thought of the mustachioed kisses of Swanson terrify me. That and the word mustachioed makes me think of pistachios, which I like, but when I think about pistachios in a mustache, I get grossed out.
For no apparent reason whatsoever, my brain, since a very early age, has been wired see a mustache and run. I automatically think Mustache=Chester.
A fun story, I worked for a few years at a place where the comptroller, who I saw frequently, had a big, thick graying mustache. He also carried a giant, janitor-sized ring of keys attached to his belt, making every step jingle. The office where I worked was down a long, tiled, damp, poorly-lit hallway and as he would make his way to the office, I could hear his footsteps, and the jingle of his keys echo down the hall. It was truly more terrifying than any horror movie. And when he emerged with his bushy, graying mustache, I would have to suppress the urge to grab the fire extinguisher from the wall and use it as a weapon.
To be fair, the man was as nice as could be; but, mustaches have always freaked me out, even on people I know and love. (I'm thinking of an ex-boyfriend and his 70s porn-star 'stache phase that everyone thought was so awesome. *shudders* Not everyone, in fact very few people, can pull off a mustache. For example, Brad Pitt, commonly thought to be the sexiest man alive, rapidly becomes not so sexy:
Or Orlando Bloom, who attempts to pull off a Pitt-style copy cat, even down the the scarf:
Clearly, these are very unsuccessful 'staches. Or maybe it's the scarves.
On the other hand, my favorite celebrity mustaches:
Tom Selleck as Magnum, P.I.(if a scarf is necessary to a successful mustache, Selleck's chest hair could easily assume scarf duty):
Seriously, who can resist the dark, thick waves of hair (on the head or the chest!) combined with those gorgeous eyes? Not me.
Nick Offerman as Ron Swanson:
I think the picture says it all.
Jim Henson and Frank Oz as The Swedish Chef:
The bow-tie is a clever switch on the scarf.
And...
...
...
(don't judge) ...
Alex Trebek (circa 1990)!
Why the internet had a picture of a shirtless Trebek, I do not know. But note how his mustache just takes center stage in that picture instead of trying to compliment Trebek's trademark Jeopardy! suits.
For no apparent reason whatsoever, my brain, since a very early age, has been wired see a mustache and run. I automatically think Mustache=Chester.
A fun story, I worked for a few years at a place where the comptroller, who I saw frequently, had a big, thick graying mustache. He also carried a giant, janitor-sized ring of keys attached to his belt, making every step jingle. The office where I worked was down a long, tiled, damp, poorly-lit hallway and as he would make his way to the office, I could hear his footsteps, and the jingle of his keys echo down the hall. It was truly more terrifying than any horror movie. And when he emerged with his bushy, graying mustache, I would have to suppress the urge to grab the fire extinguisher from the wall and use it as a weapon.
To be fair, the man was as nice as could be; but, mustaches have always freaked me out, even on people I know and love. (I'm thinking of an ex-boyfriend and his 70s porn-star 'stache phase that everyone thought was so awesome. *shudders* Not everyone, in fact very few people, can pull off a mustache. For example, Brad Pitt, commonly thought to be the sexiest man alive, rapidly becomes not so sexy:
Or Orlando Bloom, who attempts to pull off a Pitt-style copy cat, even down the the scarf:
Clearly, these are very unsuccessful 'staches. Or maybe it's the scarves.
On the other hand, my favorite celebrity mustaches:
Tom Selleck as Magnum, P.I.(if a scarf is necessary to a successful mustache, Selleck's chest hair could easily assume scarf duty):
Seriously, who can resist the dark, thick waves of hair (on the head or the chest!) combined with those gorgeous eyes? Not me.
Nick Offerman as Ron Swanson:
I think the picture says it all.
Jim Henson and Frank Oz as The Swedish Chef:
The bow-tie is a clever switch on the scarf.
And...
...
...
(don't judge) ...
Alex Trebek (circa 1990)!
Why the internet had a picture of a shirtless Trebek, I do not know. But note how his mustache just takes center stage in that picture instead of trying to compliment Trebek's trademark Jeopardy! suits.
Monday, June 20, 2011
Oscar the Grouch Wins Best Dressed at Daytime Emmys
True to his rotten diva self, Oscar the Grouch showed up on the Daytime Emmy red carpet with dapper puppeteer Carroll Spinney carrying him in a stylish muppet satchel that complimented his double-breasted tuxedo. The satchel was a fun, event appropriate twist on his signature aluminium trash can style. When asked who he was wearing, Mr. Grouch replied, "It's a piece of trash that was thrown into my can. Now SCRAM!"
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