because Roger Ebert is not his own webmaster…
…but I have to be.
…but I have to be.
I’ve been predicting this for years, and I think it’s entirely inevitable, outside of a collapse of civilization that puts the kibosh on such luxuries as electricity and telecommunications.
Via PZ Myers — one of my heroes — at Pharyngula, who says, ‘Skeptics can be so cruel.’
Clearly, I am doing the Internet wrong.
…on Jennifer Hudson’s Weight Watchers ad, in which Hudson states that before she lost weight, her “whole world was can’t”…
I’m trying to remember: What is the appropriate gift for the 25th anniversary of your cheesy children’s cartoon fantasy adventure series? Is this the flaming-sword anniversary? Or is it the magical-tiara one?
I’m into this sort of stuff — thinking outside the box, looking for the fundamental interconnectedness of all things — but I wonder if freakonomics is merely finding coincidences and calling them connections.
It’s the obvious followup to Friday’s QOTD — about great American filmmakers — and corollary to the Guardian’s new list of most powerful people in British film…
Who says women don’t think about sex?
I’m not blaming the Guardian for this. I’m blaming Hollywood’s overwhelming dominance.