Old Spice Guy is Canucks Fan
Actual proof the Old Spice Guy is, in fact, perfect: He’s a Canucks fan.
No, LOOK at them.
Yep, pretty much perfect.
Click over the jump for some less perfect celebrities.
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Ratinox revealed!
Julian Assange plays strip scrabble with raincoaster. We ALL win!
Wouldn’t you like to see the secret stash of deliciousness from The Artist Formerly Known as HarryHarrison (at least to users of nerdlink filing-cabinet sites and OK Cupid; think of delicious as Tumblr but for nerds, not hipsters)?
Yes, of COURSE you would, you sick perv, you.
Behold, the collected bookmarks of Julian Assange:
Gogol Bordello (band) SAVE | SHARE [Oh, Julian, you hipster wannabe]
Voltaire and Emilie du Chatelet SAVE | SHARE [yeah, no wonder I love this man]
Access The Great Books SAVE | SHARE [do you think he'll put his OWN book here, or insist you buy via Amazon affiliate link?]
Julian Assange teacup shot. Is that a venti?
And so on. At least he lost interest and got busy with Wikileaks before adding the obligatory “I’m in my late 30′s and still want to pull hipster chicks” nod to Arcade Fire.
Still, Arcade Fire DID do this:
for which the fact they are an ageing hipster’s favorite band is forgiven, because this particular iteration of this particular song is the great protest anthem of our time. We’re not as raw as The Clash, but our riots aren’t just Quiet: they’re silent, but for the clicking of keys on an iMac. Vaguely apologetic but inexorable, conscious of the past and very much aware of this moment in history, twee, precious, metrosexual but somehow effective nonetheless; yup, this is us, right here, right now. But where was I?
Oh yes, perving on Julian Assange, checking out four year old bookmarks, and introducing our celebrity gossip links for today.
Links: You just can’t get enough, you insatiable pervs!
Batman’s Blind Date Unicorn Chaser
Batman's Buggysnake was HUGE!
What’s that they say about not frightening the horses? Now that we’ve set the mood, here is a lovely little video of Batman’s sexiest costars, including everyone from Eartha Kitt to Tallulah Bankhead. Okay, they’re really one soul in two bodies. How about everyone from Zsa Zsa Gabor to Jill St. John…oh, okay, same deelio. Lemme try again.
Well fuckit, just skip ahead to 1:29 to witness Batman having a Brady Fetish Moment.
MARCIA!!!
Doesn’t that just turn your crank?
Batman gets his bat trunks in a twist
As if that weren’t enough, check out this Euro-fabulous (or is that Brazilian-fabulous) Bat Dance, 100% Prince-free!
and the sequel
But wait: there’s more! Yes, it’s Hump Day, and that means gossip links! And since this roundup took me two and a half hours, you’d better believe you’re only getting one post per blog today! Click over the jump for the extra-elaborate and extra-profane celebrity gossip for the day.
Like this:
Bunneh Power!
Fuck You I Can Fly
So, yesterday I must have looked particularly Playboyesque than normal, because I got hit on copiously and actually asked out three times. So that was good.
Not so good was getting Social Media Stood-Up today. I called him, as agreed, at five, only to have to remind him who I was, to his apparent consternation. “Oh, RIGHT, sure, yeah.” He said he’d Skype me back in a few, after he’d called the others coming to dinner and worked out a place and time…and one hour later, I was still waiting to hear back.
And five minutes after that I was on the bus to a friend’s house for delicious, home-made Mexican food, of which I’ve just fixed myself a second helping.
The ironic part of the equation is that the guy is in Risk Management, but if he were any good at it, would he have DARED to do this?
I think not. I think not, indeed.
Maslow's Hierarchy of Internet Needs
But it’s okay. I’ve still got my poetry.
Like this:
Hump Day Unicorn Chaser: Julian Assange and Private Carleton, FIRST CLASS edition
I don’t know about you (at all. I mean, you could be anyone out there, doing anything, and if you’re the guy who first posted the comment “I can’t fap to this” on a YouTube video, I want to take you out for a drink. But where was I?). I only know about me. Normally, this is enough for me. I’m self-centred. All my personalities are.
But if you were me, you’d be thinking this would make a mighty fine unicorn chaser on a Wednesday hump day.
Julian Assange may still be a little screwy
Because why not? It’s always good to meet a man with his head screwed on right.
And if you’re allergic to Assange, as many of my friends are, then here’s a jaunty US soldier dancing like Carleton from Fresh Prince on top of an armored personnel carrier or tank or some big, macho-type people mover thingy while rockets fly behind him. Like a boss!
Dancing like Carlton from Fresh Prince of Bel Air on top of a M1068 in full gear, while MLRS rockets fly behind me.
Song “Its not unusual” By Tom Jones
Not in Basic Training, No I wont get in trouble for this.
All that AND Tom Jones? I’m in love.
