I am screaming and punching myself

Our bad-mamma-jamma... garage

In the "8 things" post, I mentioned that I love organization. There is, perhaps, no greater test of that love than that great suburban rite of passage: cleaning out the garage. But I think J and I passed with flying colors. (Well, if you count "white" as a color.) We went from this...

To this...

And didn't sustain any major injuries in the process!

I forgot what 8 is for

Dangit, Gabriel! You were supposed to let me know in a comment about this meme thang. I have been tagged to share eight random facts about myself by my dear friend Gabriel at Modern Fabulousity.

THE RULES
1. All right, here are the rules.
2. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.
3. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
4. People who are tagged write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
5. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

You know the tricky part? Thinking up eight facts I haven't already shared with you guys. Let's see...

Why I have pets: summer edition

Sometimes the only thing that can redeem an otherwise intolerable part of the year is the chance to humiliate the cats.

Mission accomplished.

Super-heroes, really rather crappy people

My buddy MaryAnn wrote a great review (as usual) of Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer on her site, in which she complained about the self-centeredness of the foursome. One of her commenters agreed, noting that Warren Ellis (who wrote Ultimate Fantastic Four for a while) had even said the F4 are not exactly good people. So I went into the theater with a plan: to view the movie through the lens of "these superheroes should probably be taken out and shot."

And that perspective worked all too well.

1-9: You've come a long way, (Mo's) babies

Well, sort of, anyway. This week's clip show gives us a chance to look back over the journey we've taken in Charm School. A journey that, to my utter astonishment, has not involved a weave clinic in which Saaphyri was given a more flattering style. We'll stagger over the well-worn terrain of Picturegate, the post-debate screamfest and the thrift store meltdown. But we'll also detour through a few never-before-seen moments... some of which will make us wish we hadn't.

So get in there and let's hit Memory Lane!

X-Rated and Expurgated: Busty Cops 2

A recent upgrade to our cable service has given us 3 free months of Cinemax. At first, we were unsure how much of a bonus this would be, but last week we realized that we've been given temporary access to a treasure trove of badly made, incompetent, non-arousing softcore porn. Now, some of you may be saying, "Hey, but it's still porn... ish. How bad could it be?" But what if there was no nudity and you had to watch the scenes of dialog and plot? Well, wonder no more! I've compiled the non-porn scenes from Busty Cops 2: More Cops, Bigger Busts. And it's mind-blowingly awesome.

Clearly.

X-Rated, but now post-dated

Yeah, I'm really reaching for that one. I've taken down the "X-Rated and Expurgated" recap of Busty Cops 2 because most of the video clips were marked as "explicit" by the users of Dailymotion, even though their lack of sexual material was totally the point. I'll do a recap-with-screencaps of all 23:38 of the film's clothed running time soon. Sorry for the mess!

1-8: The "whore," the merrier!

It may seem strange that it's taken so long to get to the "dating and relationships" episode of Charm School, seeing as how all the contestants came from two of the most legendary pools in the history of the dating show. But considering the "prize" of those dating pools, such a lesson is long overdue and much needed for all of these women. A couple of them in particular.

Now, you're going to hear and read the "W" word a lot in this episode, and I've got some mixed feelings about it. For starters, I don't think it should ever be used in anger because it's not only an insult, it's an insult loaded with lots of cultural baggage. It's a pretty big gun and it should never be aimed with intent to harm. But I'm not opposed to it used as an exaggeration, if that makes sense. It gets tricky when you're not sure how it's being used, but in this clip, I think Mo's using it as a figure of speech, and it is pretty funny.

Not as funny as the mere sight of Mo with the giggles, but pretty funny.

Not all gloom and doom in the Tomb

This is my entry in Nathaniel's Action Heroine Blog-a-Thon. Being the massive Jolie fangirl that I am, I jumped at the chance to write about what makes her so damn watchable as Lara Croft in Tomb Raider, despite the fact that the film itself is awful. (I'm not even going to touch the sequel; it was even worse than the original, if you can believe that.)

And yet, whenever Tomb Raider appeared on cable in the early '00s, I'd watch it. What drew me in? It wasn't the clever plot. It wasn't the razor-sharp dialogue. It wasn't the breathless sense of excitement or tension. It wasn't the special effects. No, it was something more dazzling than all of the above put together.

Angelina Jolie's smile.

Get out of my dreams, get into my driveway

If you're wondering why I've been so remiss about updating the blog lately, it's because I've had my mind on other things. Things like short-term low-interest loans, wheel options and financial feasibility. But over the weekend, everything turned out okay as I took delivery on a new Jetta Wolfsburg edition.

Woo hoo! Now, as the New Car Smell begins to wear off, I can get back to more important things, like keeping you informed on new developments in the field of skank.