Category Archives: Celebrity

Operation Global Media Domination: Best Blog award nominations are open

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TIAYou know what to do.

Here is where to do it.

I think it’s probably best if I concentrate on this one, but I’ve also auto-nominated in this one. Gee, does this mean I’ll go blind? All nominations and votes will be gratefully accepted and you’ll be placed on my Christmas email list. Don’t let it go to your head, eh?

Seriously, there must be eight or ten of these popularity contests that I’ve heard of lately, but this is the first one I haven’t missed the deadline for. The only problem with being so weird is that it sorta limits your category choices: there’s no option for Best Cthulhu Mythos and Celebrities Making Asses of Themselves Blog.

But I would own that.

David (Insane) Lynch and his fucking cow strike again!

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Is there no end to the madness? Hollywood, a nation weeps for you. Just give Laura Dern the fucking Oscar already and put an end to this insanity, wouldja?

Iconic genius and quirky leprechaun of the cinema David Lynch takes to the road yet again in his bizarre, dairy-themed campaign to bring an underrated actress the acclaim she so obviously deserves.

The cow was on Sunset.

David Fucking Lynch and Daisy the bemused bovine, just hangin' out on Sunset

from Defamer, your go-to source for all bovine and mad director news.

For those of you who found last week’s David Lynch promotional stunt for Inland Empire too geographically inconvenient to attend, you have a second chance to catch the director, his trusty cow sidekick, and various signs celebrating Laura Dern‘s performance in person, where you can possibly absorb some of his cryptic wisdom on the origins of cheese. Alerts a reader apparently unaware that Lynch and his bovine prop previously graced a corner in Hollywood last Thursday:

david lynch is on sunset and holloway right now, sitting on a corner in a director’s chair with a cow next to him.

Well, where else would you expect to find him, eh?

Operation Global Media Domination: Technorati crumbles

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TIAMADE IT!

Finally I am back in the top 100,000 blogs on technorati.

raincoaster

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About bloody time, too. There are actually more like 150 blogs that link here, but because Technorati is not technologically sophisticated enough to recognize that one blog could have two URLs, it only counts the ones made since the domain switchover. Thank god for the 700-or-so misguided surfers who came here yesterday, looking for info about Borat getting the shit pounded out of him in NYC.

If it weren’t for the fact I’m so incredibly self-referential, I’d still be languishing with the haircut blogs down at the three millionth position. At this rate, with a couple more flamewars, I should be back to the old ranking by about Christmas time, which will be a nice pressie. If I haven’t made it by then, I’ll just start picking fights with celebublogs at random and linking to blogs nobody else links to randomly, as they are always so grateful.

Beware, ye mighty and ye obscure!

all I want for Christmas: a roundup

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A Christmas lecture from Linus. Ah, what does he know?Besides world domination, that is.

Just in time for the opening of shopping season, we at the ol’ raincoaster blog present a brief list of swag suitable for gifting to everybody’s favorite blog bitch. We have spared no effort in our gruelling research, trolling the blogroll yea, even unto Vicus Scurra, where we find naught but impractical suggestions for the unusual deployment of root vegetables. Oh, those crazy Brits and their anal turnip fetishes!

Is that why they’re called rutabagas?

In any case, here, as a result of simply hours trolling through BoingBoing, Go Fug Yourself, and Metro‘s emails, is our Christmas Wish List (to date, management reserves the right to add, say, a Tiffany Ribbon Bracelet or a Uranium PU-36 Explosive Space Modulator at any later date).

Che trooper!

Baba Wawa on Opwah

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from (who else?) Go Fug Yourself. There’s no way to abbreviate this, so I’ll just steal it wholesale and encourage you to check out the whole site for all the demonic and glorious fashion-victimizing.

Exclusive! A secretly obtained excerpt from The Secwet Diawy of Baba Wawa:

Baba Wawa and Opwah!

Nov. 13, 2006: Twuly, I’m at my wits’ end, Diawy — sometimes, I want to scweam with bottled-up wage! Have you ever twied going to an event with Opwah? The woman does not STOP wunning into people’s photogwaphs! It’s all I can do not to THWOTTLE her. It’s a GALA and I’m wapped up tighter than a Cwistmas gift in twenty-thwee layers of hot-pink taffeta, stwiking my most distinguished pose in fwont of all these people with camewas, and WHAT DO YOU DO but sneak in and upstage me with your Cwayola-colored makeup and EVEN SHINIER clothes? Don’t you WESPECT who I AM? I am BABA fwickin’ WAWA, Winfwey! Wosie and I could fold you up and fit you into ONE of my EXTWAOWDINAWILY MASSIVE SLEEVES. Do you hear that? So DO NOT CWOSS ME, or else you will take a little time to enjoy the view, all wight… the view of my DEATH PINCH. MAYBE THEN YOU WILL WEGWET THIS!