Sonic 3D Ass-Blast

Since I’m perpetually three years behind most people, and certainly at least one year behind Daniel-san, I’ve been jamming Chromeo’s 2004 album She’s In Control a lot lately. Now, a perfectly reasonable reaction to this post would be “who gives a ding dong darn, Joseph?” but I think you should!

Listen to the track “Since You Were Gone,” which I’ve kindly uploaded here, and tell me that this duo shouldn’t get to composing for Sonic the Hedgehog games ASAP.

The Worm’s Hole

On a last-minute trip to Barnes & Noble last night, I flipped through Return to Labyrinth, which has now topped my list of “Really Gay Things.” While the movie (one of my all time favourites) is gay in all the right places, and mostly in ye olde sense of the term, this follow-up looks to be just plain homoerotic. I think it stars Toby, the baby from the flick that has obviously grown up into quite the young dandy.

Gaze into its bosom.


Nothing but the best from an OEL book, which is an acronym for “no one cares.”

TV Series Ending Spoilers 1

Now that the writers have dropped their pens in favor of pickets, I thought I would go ahead and do the honor of ending all of my favourite shows to satisfy my own curiosity. If you have any personal requests, let me know and I’ll tell you how your most beloved series ends.

Prison Break

They break out of prison again and then get put back into prison after a lengthy chase, and then they try to break out of that prison only to find out that it’s the cube from Cube and Ice Cube is there.

Heroes

Hiro wins and he fights a dinosaur and has sex with Kristin Bell.

Lost

The island ends up being Morla from The Neverending Story. It sneezes on some people and Hurley dies in its butthole. The End.

The Shield

Vic and Shane make out for 45 minutes and get married and then they spin off into The Ronnie Gardocky Show because fuck everyone else.

Takin’ Back The Streets

…by kissing them!

Last night’s Official Movie was William Lustig’s 1983 bite-out-of-crime epic Vigilante, starring Robert Forster and a very angry Fred “The Hammer” Williamson. Don’t forget lil’ Woody Strode, though, who makes sure to call Forster a “nigga” before the halfway mark.

If anything I would say this is a horror flick for criminals. I can only imagine watching this from the perspective of a ruffian and putting my hands over my face whenever Williamson and co. would roll out in their thug-stopper van. Even if they saw him playing in the Super Bowl in ’65, or perhaps running around the amazing futurescape of The New Barbarians, I guarantee that all they would see now is a scary, bearded black dude coming out of the shadows with a shotgun.