Category Archives: Operation Global Media Domination

Just what it sounds like. My quest to conquer the global media and take over the world. Maybe I can get my library fines cancelled…what can I say? It’s a last-ditch effort.

MIA?

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I know what you’re asking yourself: you’re sitting there (or standing, or lying, prone or supine as the case may be although it’s not easy to read a computer screen that way but whatever) wondering where I’ve been for the past day or so.

Here.

And what have I been doing? Over the past four days, 1000 posts on Twitter and over 300 DMs there between raincoaster and FearlessCity accounts. Something like two dozen blog comments, one Facebook event created, 265 Facebook invitations issued, four or five chat conversations. And today alone, 26 blog posts not counting this one.

And what have I been doing that for?

To connect these:

Phones for Fearless

With these:

Fearless joy

Go. Read. Donate. Don’t make me come over there!

Don’t You KNOW Who I AM????

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Married To The Sea

Beaver Movie Goes On the Down Low to Come Out On Top

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boy beaver pants

Beaver shots are, indeed, one of our evergreen subjects around these parts, although if yours is green I’d recommend that Monistat stuff or maybe some nutritious, low-cal cranberry and yogurt smoothies.

Ahem.

And so it is that, once again, we are posting about beaver. Well, everybody loves beaver, right? Why, it’s the national animal of Canada! But specifically today, we are posting about The Beaver.

The. Beaver.

The forbidden beaver!

For as our trusty allies at Defamer report, The Beaver is possibly the hottest, best, most popular thing in Hollywood right now, but even so, The Beaver can’t get a contract.

Sigh. How many times have we heard it, my friends? How many more times must we hear this sad tale of neglected beavitude?

From The Black List, a list of greatest unproduced screenplays:

1. THE BEAVER, Kyle Killen
Walter Black, a depressed toy manufacturer, loses his family and his business. But then Walter tries on a hand puppet — a chatty British rodent called ”The Beaver” — and his personality is transformed. It’s all good at first, but things turn ugly when the puppet won’t let go.

That, too, is a tale oft told. But ask any girl: Walter totally has it coming. You can’t pick up a discarded beaver, talk to it nice, fist it, and then expect to just walk away.

Dead Fairy Whoring 101

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If you think that title is far-fetched, you should see some of the streetwalkers around here. Oft, and truly, has it been said, Holy Jeebus, that raincoaster can whore it out like nobody’s business! And oft am I questioned on the results thereof. And, truly, answering is good for hits so here we go again! Cat and Bunk, over in the popular Mummified Fairy Remains thread, were wondering:

  1. Cat
    Posted December 7, 2008 at 8:45 pm | Permalink (Edit)

    I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone whore a post out this much. I am impressed!

  1. Bunk Strutts
    Posted December 7, 2008 at 10:25 pm | Permalink (Edit)

    rain– How ’bout an update on the stats for this whored out post? Maybe a screenshot of the graph? I’m willing to interpret it for Metro.

Those were actually comments number 1297 and 1298, respectively, but I’m too lazy to edit the code. Anyway, their wish is my command, so here are the stats with bonus graph for the Mummified Fairy Remains post.

Months and Years

J F M A M J J A S O N D Tot
07 717 1,537 945 3,212 3,543 3,309 5,047 3,145 5,432 26,887
08 8,962 6,641 4,548 4,638 6,998 4,228 5,063 4,516 3,223 6,569 3,703 1,293 60,382

Average per Day

J F M A M J J A S O N D Tot
07 24 50 32 104 114 110 163 105 175 98
08 289 229 147 155 226 141 163 146 107 212 123 186 177

and the graph, unfortunately, will have to wait till I figure out how to save it to a place I can use it on this machine. It’s so advanced I can hardly use the damn thing!

Does this make my ass look fat?

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Does this make my ass look fat?

The secret is contouring, darlings.

In totally unrelated news, I started a new job last week (Yay! CeleBitchy is one of the very top gossip blogs in the world!) currently on the very leanest kind of part-time because my computer is so crashy and I’m so crushed for time. At last count I was actually working SEVEN part-time jobs, all to get enough money for a laptop, since some of the funding I was counting on to make that happen has failed to materialize. It’s only till the end of the month, but the odds that I will snap and commit recreational homicide are increasing by the day, particularly in relation to those who text me more than five times per day, or telephone me more than twice per day or at all before nine in the morning.

In related news, there are some consolations. Here’s a picture from the inaugural (and highly respectful) post I did for CeleBitchy, Prince Harry remembers on the 5th of November.

Prince Hot Ginge in uniform