Baaaaa means Yes!

If you have ever seen Wallace and Gromit and the Close Shave, then you will know who Shaun the Sheep is. Basically he is the cutest effing non-robotic thing there is (gotta leave room for Wall-E), and thank god that I have become a Disney Channel fanatic because I stumbled upon his own show on TV!

Calling it a show is being generous; essentially it is only 5 minute mini-episodes featuring Shaun and other W&G look alike characters. It still is pure bliss though as it has much of Nick Park's charm and plenty of Shaun cuteness. In fact, there is even a baby Shaun Jr. complete with pacifier. Absolutely freaking adorable.

Behold, the glory of Shaun, then check him out cranking that.

If You Can't Beat Them, Join Them!

I shall now go on to shamefully promote another studio's fine marketing campaign.

If you live in the LA area, chances are you have seen on average of about five Forgetting Sarah Marshall ads scattered around the city. These posters consist of nothing more than mock handwriting, which features scrawled out nasty notes from a jilted ex-lover to his TV star girlfriend. They are simple, stark, and oh so awesome.

In fact, if you knew nothing of the movie, you would think these ads were real except for that fact that buying one of these enormous billboards would cost you an arm, leg, and all your vital organs. The little easter egg of it all though, is the blog URL located at the bottom of each poster.

www.ihatesarahmarshall.com

Here, Jason Segel's character, Peter, has a whole blog devoted to his relationship with "Sarah." The early posts feature him madly in love with her and tracks their relationship as it crumbles into a pile of shiite. Even though it's fake, it's freaking hysterical reading his descent into pure depression.

The blog is just one of the many faux websites they have set up to promote the movie. The others I found are:

http://www.flickr.com/groups/ihatesarahmarshallgraffiti/pool/
http://sarahmarshallfan.com/
http://www.nbc.com/Crime_Scene/
http://www.myspace.com/officialinfantsorrow

The legit NBC.com one is particularly hilarious in my opinion. You've got to love synergy at work.

Anyways, when I first heard about the movie I was massively like "Ick," but now I can't wait to see them damn thing. Damn you, Universal. Well played.

Disco Inferno

It's here. That good ol' Cali heat has made it's way back through the Global Warming that has plagued us (It hailed in March!).

If the weather stayed as it is now, I would be a happy camper. 80's in the day, 60's at night. Good, good stuff.

But it won't. Soon, I will be sweating in bed (without blankets) in my 90 degree room, emptying the water that my portable air conditioner leaks, praying for that Bostonian chill once more.

I Love Pr0n.

Ok, so I was wrong.


There IS such as thing as porn for girls. And it is called, Never Back Down.

A while back I was telling my guy friends that all pornography is pretty much made for men. Think about this. Guy/girl porn - men, girl/girl porn - men, guy/guy porn - STILL men. Sure, there are some girls that watch some of those, but ultimately, they are made purely for guys.

Never Back Down, however, exists entirely for the girls. There is nothing sexier than two smoking hot guys going at it. I mean sudden death MMA fighting of course, not sword fighting...

Note: Anna needs to make way for my other Faris love right now.

Good grief.

Trailer Trash: The Strangers

It's been a while since I've seen a horror trailer that I've been impressed with, but the trailer for The Strangers really gave me goosebumps.

Though it's no Texas Chainsaw Massacre (the remake) trailer, it still has some genuinely slick editing and sound design going for it. I love how quiet it is in the beginning which slowly escalates into some crazy ass dissonance in cadence with the record skip. I also LOVE the end where Liv goes "Why are you doing this to us?" and the masked killer goes "...because you were home." How coolly that line is delivered is absolutely terrifying.

I'm excited. It's been a long time since I've seen a good horror movie. I hope it doesn't go all crazy into "Last House on the Left" style or whatever (which, they are doing a remake on, bleh). I'm also glad that Liv Tyler is finally in a movie after a long 4 year hiatus post LOTR. Stop wasting your golden years woman!

The only part of the trailer that threw me off is the awful girl who does Liv's loop line at (:30). "What is that?" Sorry, you work in this biz long enough, and stuff like this just screams out in your face.



Note: I have massive hots for Kirby on Lipstick Jungle, who is a total Scott Speedman doppleganger!

Shoo Fly Shoe

So I posted that I went to a place called Bodega in Boston. Most people probably thought that it was the name of some fancy restaurant or bar. Nope.

It's way cooler.

Bodega is an underground shoe store that sells exclusive kicks. Its front is a "convienience" store that actually looks super shady (there's no name on the front, the front windows are completely covered by old ads/newspapers, and there is one lonely clerk that sits with merchandise that looks over 30 years old). If you walk over to a corner there is a Snapple machine, and if you dare to get near it, it opens to reveal an awesomely chic store loaded with exclusive kicks.

Needless to say. I had to haves me some.

Meet my Air Force 1's. 2007 edition. 20% Lime Green/50% Granite/30% Dark Cinder.

100% sex.

...The Old Man is Snoring.

Ever since I have gotten my car it hasn't been clean for more than a week. And once again, I am supposed to get my car washed (well, serviced, washing comes with part of the package) on Saturday and it is predicted to rain on Sunday.

This is actually a slight improvement as the last time this happened, I drove out of the dealership as it began to sprinkle on my car. That light mist sprinkle too, just enough to get your car wet so the dust flies around and sticks onto it.

I would put off the whole thing but honestly what's the point. If I don't get it serviced now it'll soon be April. April Showers. Which means that the same shit will just happen again as I drive around unsafely with what I feel are overused brake pads.

Le Sigh.

Trailer Trash: Wall-E

I don't know which is more disturbing, the fact that I have a crush on boy toy Zac Efron, or the fact that I would instantly kick Zac to the curb to spend one minute with Wall-E.

I love Wall-E. Love. Heart. Less than 3. However, you want to put it.

And that was before I saw the trailer.

Now I less than 4 him I guess because there is no other way to express how I feel everytime I see his sad eyes and adorable spoon hands on the screen.

Behold, my love:



<4.

BEST-ON.

I heart Boston.

I had me a 4 day love affair with the city. It's so full of history, culture, and most importantly food and drink. Sigh.

Friday: Original Cheers Bar, Fanueil Hall, Freedom Trail, Quincy Marketplace, U.S.S. Constitution, IMAX - "Deep Sea," Union Oyster House, Legal Seafoods, The Black Rose, Champions.
Weather: Overcast.

Saturday: Sam Adam's Brewery, Too much food at Quincy, the New England Aquarium, Finale Desserts, Gypsy Bar, Felt Club, Top of the Hub at the Prudential.
Weather: Heavy Rain day, Warm night!

Sunday: Bodega, The Barking Crab, Durgin Park, More food at Quincy Market, Chicago Uno.
Weather: Gorgeous. 50s.

Monday: Harvard University, B Good, M.I.T., Berklee School of Music, Fenway Park, Back Bay Fens.
Weather: Gorgeous. 40s.

A list of Food: Spinach and Lobster Dip, Jalepeno Calamari, Raw Oysters, Lobster, Clams, Mussels, Crab Cakes, Ahi Tuna, Shrimp Dumplings, Swordfish Skewers, Lobster Bisque, Teriyaki Chicken, Lobster Salad Roll, Jumbo Stuffed Shrimp, Beef and Cheese Ball, Boston Baked Beans, Boston Cream Pie, some 11 types of dessert at Finale. And clam chowder, clam chowder, and more clam chowder.

A list of Drink: Sam Adams Seasonal, Conundrum - White Wine, Bud, Rum and Coke, Irish Car Bombs, Lemon Drops, Patron, "Slime Shots."

I think I spent the perfect amount of time in Boston. I got to sample the best of the city without overstaying my welcome. I love the old brick of the buildings, the cobblestone streets, the brisk air, and friendly people, but most of all I love that you can walk the entire place in a few hours. It was very Londonesque (on a much smaller capacity).

I think it also gave me a little kick in the pants in life. There are a lot of small things I am going to try and appreciate more now. Reading...music...reading with music. It's all good.

A Walk in the Park

Yesterday I attended the Linkin Park concert at the Staples Center.

I have to admit I was pretty hesistant about going. For one, Linkin Park is about the eschelon of my limit for rock music. I am totally not into heavy metal or hard rock (as my penchant for Miley Cyrus may tell you). I was also scared of all of the devil worshipping freaks that might be there who would sense my fear and use me as their midnight sacrificial lamb.

Yeah, totally not that type of scene. Sure, there were one or two tattooed out people, but there were also kids running around the place too. I saw people from all over the place there, and there was only one thing they all had in common.

SHUT UP.

The place lit up when Linkin Park closed with "One Step Closer" after two encores. I've never seen so many people delighted from being to told to "SHUT UP" in my entire life.

I have to say that they were one of the best groups I've seen live, especially for rock. They sound immaculate, and unlike other rock concerts, Staples knows how to balance the right/left channel so that the singing isn't drowned out by the music. I barely listened to the new album before I went, but I ended up being able to sing along with about 80% of the show. This group has an insane amount of singles out.

Note: The drummer of the group is extremely cute. That definitely doesn't hurt.

Guitar Hero-ine

Damn I wished I learned how to play the guitar.

All those years I wasted learning how to play the trumpet poorly, could have been spent learning how to suck at the guitar instead. ...And that would have been much cooler.

I've always kind of wanted to learn it, but after realizing in my stupid Comm 1 class that the learning curve of an adult is only slightly higher than that of a Neanderthal I became apathetic pretty quickly.

But now I see all these damn girls who can play the guitar and I'm totally jealous!

Don't you want to be this!?



And by this, I mean hot and blonde as well.

Hell Has Frozen Over

OMFG.

I did it! I finished a book. And it only took me 8 days!

It wasn't a pop-up book either! 300+ pages!

I rule.

Ew.

You know that feeling you get when you find out that someone you dislike, likes something you really like?

Yeah, I'm having one of those moments.






And it's totally fucking gross.

Sick and Tired.

I swear to god I have the immunity system of a ninety year old. For the second time of the season, I am sick.

This couldn't come at a worse time since I am going to Boston at the end of the week. Sweet, sweet Boston that I have been looking forward to for a long ass time now. I'm sure the twenty degreee weather won't help matters, but come hell or high water I a determined to have a good time. Please god, don't let me lose my taste buds for the weekend.

My weekend once again was filled with good food. Man, the Ivy at the Shore was freaking deliciousness. I totally need to make 300K so I can eat like that all the time. Actually, 400K so I can pay for the coronary bypass that is sure to follow. We also got to see a celebrity at the place. Julia Louis-Dreyfus got into a fender bender right in front of us! Not the best way to see a celeb, but I'll take it.

Yesterday I went and saw the Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus: Best of Both Worlds movie ...in 3-D. I already had a fondness for Miley for her teeny bopper music and love of ketchup, but after seeing the movie, I'm convinced she's got to be the next big thing. For starters:

1) She's only 15. (And not like 15 going on 16. Like barely turned 15 from 14.)
2) She writes her own music. (Co-wrote 8/10 songs on her "Miley" album.)
3) She plays the guitar. (She was teaching her dad a song, it was really cute.)

This is both exciting (at the prospect of talent at such a young age) and depressing (I suck at life so much) at the same time. I must say it was pretty embarassing buying tickets for the movie. First of all, it was $15 dollars. FIFTEEN!!! Sweet jesus, Disney, you freaking rapists. And then after we bought the tickets, we had to go up and ask for the 3-D glasses to which the pimply faced teen behind the counter chuckled and said "Jonas Brothers fan eh." I didn't bother correcting him, since I figured that being a "Jonas" fan might be slightly less embarassing than being a Hannah Montana fan. But, I was wrong. I have three words for those boys. Relaxed fit jeans. Male camel toe is so not hot.

Note: I think Miley and Zac Efron should date. That would be so freaking cute! He only has to wait 3 years to avoid the jail time.