Apparently, when you do a search on CNN.com for “Viggo women friends” my blog is on the first page of the results.
Now, while we have been known to let the odd Viggo pearl drop around these parts (mostly they’re mopped up with kleenex, actually), we would like to say that as far as this goes, Viggo and I are just good friends. There is no further comment at this time.
Now that Albus Dumbledore has been thrust out of the closet, brutally outed live onstage at Carnegie Hall (surely every closety fellow’s worst nightmare, especially if the ghost of Judy is watching) it seems the ripple effect is rocking not a few boats in the world of children’s entertainment.
One that’s particularly rocky is the Transformer di Tutti Transformers, Optimus Prime. A word of warning: the following video contains cringe-inducing self-doubt, blindingly obvious truths unacknowledged, and a narcissistic self-absorption entirely at odds with a typical childhood perception of the hitherto entirely macho Opti. Click at own risk…to your own childhood dreams, and the thinnest closet door in the whole flimsy Dream Factory.
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Presenting: Violent Combat Robots! Everyone not wearing a giant robot suit is wearing skintight spandex. And they kill things! And trade snappy remarks while doing so! What more could you possibly want?
Well, it’s not mine, but until I get LolGothing once again, LolNIN will have to suffice; and, given how passe Goth is at the moment, it’s probably a great deal fresher.
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I’ve had too many of them.
While it’s true that it’s been some months since I last received an installment of Gimli/Bill slash with a hopeful “Can you give me your thoughts on this?” cover note, it was part four of six, and I employ the use of a mail drop for screening purposes for damn good reason. An angry Bill/Gimli slash writer is not someone I particularly want to face at the best of times, and when I haven’t responded to the last three installments OR when I have, saying exactly what’s on my mind; well, these are not exactly the best of times.
Imagine my surprise when I found a comic which perfectly illustrated my feelings. No need to reply personally to those invariably hand-scrawled tomes; simply return to sender, with this attached.
From Monkey Fluids, via Vicus.
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