While I continue to write about Inception, it may surprise you to learn I’ve taken to spreading the good word about a different bit of entertainment elsewhere in my life.
As of late, I’d been trying to get my dear ninang (that’s ‘godmother’ in Tagalog) to get hooked on Mad Men. After taking just a little under a year to finally get through the first season, she recently burned through seasons two and three over the course of a week or two.
I’d say I’ve just about done my job. The funny thing is that occasionally I will sit and watch an episode with her and during some scene with Jon Hamm, she will just randomly say, “He is so good-looking.”
Okay, so maybe it’s not so random, but then we’ll have a two-minute conversation about why he is good-looking and where his looks fall in the history of looks and before we know it, I’ve got to rewind five minutes of Mad Men because we’ve talked too much and my math is bad.
Look: the bottom line is now my ninang loves Mad Men and has discovered the Adonis-like man Jon Hamm. That’s all I wanted to tell you guys.
Alright, with a clap of my hands I will tell you about the hot topics from this week: Pacquiao being a badass; saving Thanksgiving from vegetarians; and having an appetite… FOR MURDER!
If that doesn’t get you to click on, I don’t know what will. Oh, wait:
SAF SEEKING… TAKING THE ONLINE DATING PLUNGE:
“And this is a couple of messages I’ve received thus far:[...]
Before we get too far into the conversation, there is one thing you should know about me. I have a girlfriend. We’re definitely together, but we don’t have a monogamous commitment. If that’s a deal-breaker for you, I’ll understand.”
I’m not about to tell someone else how they should roll, but if it will persuade you to make these messages on your online adventures a regular column, I will go ahead and do so.
Also, that ability about the food and the baby batter? AWESOME.
MARGARITO’S FACE GIVES PACQUIAO’S GLOVE A BAD BEATING:
“But while we celebrate Pacquiao’s boxing prowess, let’s not forget he’s also a congressman back in the Philippines. If he were my representative, I might be concerned that all of this could be distracting Pacquiao from his congressional duties.”
I think the Philippines, and just everyone in general, is more floored that in spite of all these responsibilities, Pacquiao still clobbered Margarito while leaving the ring with little more than the Asian Glow on his face.
AN OPEN LETTER TO THE REPUBLICAN PARTY:
“I’m not a Republican though I’m still on record as saying I’ll take one for the team and totally bang Michelle Malkin and Sarah Palin, but as readers of this blog know, I like to keep an open mind about things.”
I’m only highlighting this quote because this is the most appropriate one to go with this picture Phil used of a man with a dong on his head:
Seriously – what an ASS.
“And there was one other bitchin’ thing that store carried: Devo sunglasses.”
What the hell? Did the Next Generation prop department just recolor one of those and slap them on the Reading Rainbow guy?
Like love, that’s just another thing that’s disappointed me after childhood.
WHY VEGETARIANS SHOULD BE BANNED FROM THANKSGIVING:
“At least the Jehovah’s Witnesses will go away once you inform them that you worship Satan, but vegetarians are relentless. They’re like the Terminator. They will not stop until you are eating artichokes three meals a day.”
That’s not how I remember the Terminator…
Maybe you’re thinking of this guy?
He’s vegan though. Well, he’s a BE-GONE now.
“So for you moms out there, don’t ever tell your kids “Why can’t you be more like that kid,” because you never know the real story…”
I am literally gonna fall back on this line of reasoning every time my mother does this to me from here on out.
“Look at him, with a job and living on his own-”
“SO HE CAN KILL WITHOUT HIS PARENTS KNOWING!!”
JEROME & INCEPTION: FAN FICTION – THE HUMAN VAULT, PART SIX.:
Did you know that the Blu-Ray of Inception broke the street date in some areas of New York? If anyone there wants to get me a copy as a gift, I would most definitely appreciate it as well as some bacon from the flying pig.
1,001 REASONS I LOVE MOVIES: (#19) JOHN CAZALE:
“Everything feels organic. There’s nothing showy about it. He’s there to serve the character and nothing else. As someone who works on the other side of the camera, those are the types of actors you’d kill to work with.”
There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask since, like, forever: do you literally have a 1001 reasons for loving movies listed out somewhere to write about piecemeal for YOMYOMF? If so, that’s a .doc I definitely want to see. It takes a lot of dedication to go, “This is it. There will never be a 1002nd reason I love movies. Bitch.”
‘DON’T TOUCH MY JUNK’ — TAIWANESE FLAVAH:
“Our friends at Taiwan’s Next Media Animation are back to report on the breaking news of the day.”
I used to think getting Don LaFontaine to do voiceover for one of my trailers would be a sign that I’d made it. Now, I’ll be pretty damn happy with having part of my life be animated by these people – IMMORTALITY!
“But one night, toward the end of our stay, when Justin had other dinner plans, I decided I would actually try that legendary kobe beef. I put on my cleanest jeans and booked a table for one.”
Your cleanest jeans? Really? I would totes bring my most worn jeans just in case I creamed my pants from how good it was. Did you cream your pants? I would probably cream my pants. But, you know, keep it to yourself.
“They truly embody the Power Couple. That’s rare when a marriage is running on all thrusters. They have their own secret language, know each other’s body language and quirks, and are launching some sure to be successful business ventures. And they’re self-deprecating too.”
I guess I can say that I am an infinitesimal fraction of the cool that the Eberts are because I too am self-deprecating.
But maybe I’m giving myself way too much credit.
Okee-dokee, netizens. I hope YOMYOMF’s given you some sort of life-changing information this week, something that can catalyze a reinvention of every single person reading this right now.
If you can’t tell, I’m very jealous of the power every pregnancy test on the planet has.
Well, HAPPY HARRY POTTER PART SEVEN PART ONE WEEKEND! Toodles.
