Video round-up!
A few old favorites that I remembered this week.
The moth joke as told by Norm McDonald
Chicken Boo and Katie Ka-Boom collide
Edgar Wright’s fake trailer from Grindhouse
Philip Glass - Mad Rush
I CAN’T STOP LISTENING TO THIS.
zech:
Jess Price and Maru.
I totally understand Maru’s love of cardboard boxes. That was a great day.
Sorry, Greg, I corrected your raping of Cari’s name. Also: THIS IS AMAZING.
MEMORIES with Jess Price
Holy shit. Every now and then I hear the Foo Fighters song Everlong and remember how much I fucking loved it as a teenager.
I didn’t have cable tv until I was in high school so I really missed the boat on anything that was happening on MTV when I was younger. When my parents finally caved, I think I was either a freshman or sophomore in high school. And this song/video hit MTV right when I did.
Granted, I haven’t really watched many videos recently, but this is still the fucking bar for me. It is soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo good. It kills me. I know that whatever I do for the rest of my life, nothing I do will be as good as this song or video. It’s just not gonna fucking happen. And I can live with that. Because both of them are so fucking good.
Hand Writing #??
It has been a long time since I’ve posted one of these, but I happened to take a picture of my hand today so here it is.
The audio is a little out of whack, but it doesn’t matter. This is still possibly the greatest moment in television history.
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Ethel Ennis - About Love
For whatever reason, a recording of this song doesn’t seem to be available anywhere on the internet. So naturally I bought a $22 used CD so I could listen to it on my computer instead of being limited to the 7” I own. I hope y’all enjoy it as much as I do.
THE ULTIMATE BABE MOVIE: BATMAN BEGINS
After watching this fine movie again yesterday, I figured I’d dig this old thing out of its grave. I wrote it several years ago, so it’s entirely likely that there are newer ultimate babe movies (The Dark Knight?), but I still agree with the statements below:
One. You’ve got your regular hot babe: Christian Bale. Nice face. Nice bod. Standard babe. Seeing this man shirtless makes that (severely) repressed I-love-muscley-meatheads part of me think that, meathead or not, I could in fact go for some muscles.
Two. Fuck muscles. Now we’ve got megababe-disguised-as-a-nerd Cillian Murphy. This man is my #1 celebrity babe (determined at my old apartment during a round table discussion of top five celebrity babes). Holy hell. I especially love him in those glasses. Hot nerd babe is also my “type.”
Ok. So those are the two obvious ones. Some might say that Liam Neeson is a babe and should be on this list, but that facial hair is too disconcerting and thus he is negated. Moving on.
Three. Remember how I like nerd babes? Well, sometimes I like an older nerd babe. And sometimes I am madly in love with Gary Oldman. Gary Oldman in glasses = hot mature nerd babe. Love that mustache, too.
And finally…
Ok, this is sort of a joke, but finally: Michael Caine. Not young, good looking Michael Caine. Old M.C. I don’t know how this came out to begin with, but all of my friends know so I might as well just commit this to paper:
I distinctly remember a dream I had the night after first seeing Batman Begins. Despite the number of legit babes in this movie, I dreamt that Michael Caine and I were homeless and squatting in this condemned house together. We were in love. There was what you might call a “love scene.” I remember the dream fondly. So I guess I accidentally have a weird crush on old Michael Caine.
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