Does anyone else find it ironic that the Anglican Bishop of South Sydney, Robert Forsyth, a man who deals with many things related to the bible, would call a play starring a gay Jesus as “historical nonsense?” I’m just saying, is all.
(Credit goes to Bill W.)
Hollywood and its writers need more money? Pfft … they’re nothing but desperate at the moment. The Guys‘ favorite strike of the moment is the nude artist’s models in Rome (fun fact: that’s where nude modeling was invented!) who are demanding better pay, reasonable hours, and less drafty rooms to sit naked in while hungover students paint pictures of them. And creepy pervs, which, we swear, are not us.
“‘Once a group of about 30 Japanese tourists turned up and started taking photographs. I had to cover myself up quickly,’ said Antonella Migliorini.”
Oh Japan. Even when out of your host country, your crazy pervert acts still continue to roam wild.
Did you know that right now, somewhere on this planet, there are people who have not seen a U2 concert? Despite their appearance on every television program to date, including the Super Bowl, Dish Network free pay-per-view events, Saturday Night Live (a gazillion times), any news program about Bono and that one time on Friends, U2 has realized that there are some people who haven’t seen them perform the same songs they’ve played for over 20 years.
U2, thankfully, has filled this void with a 3D movie of a concert where they play–once again–the same songs they’ve played for over 20 years. Only this time, Bono’s stupid hat juts out at you.
So look out for U2 at a theater near you! Or at a concert hall. Or on television. Or at your neighbor Ricky’s Bar Mitzvah.
I predicted a couple weeks ago after the Iowa caucus that the rest of the states would choose Mike Huckabee and Barack Obama. I was dead on.
Since then, Hillary Clinton, John McCain, Mitt Romney and the Obama crush girl have all gotten wins and pundits are baffled. There are no clear leaders in either party’s race. No matter what the pundits keep orderin, voters for some reason are choosing to make up their own minds this time around. Why they chose these primaries over any other ones in the past 225 years is anyone’s guess. Regardless, with only a small amount of the country voicing their opinions so far, there is still no clear winner.
There is a sentence I did not think I would write until the Florida primaries.
However, there is some fun that can be had amongst this chaos, and like most at-home political fun, it requires watching news network coverage. You play a drinking game. What more American an approach to national politics can there possibly be?
Every time a network predicts a front-runner, winner or dark horse candidate, you do a shot. Not a sip, you wimps, a real, full shot. By the end of the night, you will be excited about when your state’s primary election is and you will want to vote for whoever makes the campaign promise of buying the next round.
