The writer responsible for the biggest British hits of the last ten years – Four Weddings And A Funeral, Notting Hill, Bridget Jones’s Diary – directs Love Actually, a vibrant romantic comedy, blending ambition with good sense by filling the profuse parts of his multi-storied script with excellent, experienced actors, and rising young stars.
And boobs. I should definitely point that out. Continue reading MasterChugs Theater: ‘Love Actually’
We’re only a month into our latest class of the U.S. Congress, and we’ve got ourselves a sex scandal!
Rep. Chris Lee, R-N.Y., resigned after a camera phone photo of his naked torso was leaked onto gossipy-bitch Web site Gawker yesterday. The married father of one had emailed it to a woman on Craigslist, looking for a date.
While we think it’s ridiculous that any elected official needs to resign for doing something stupid, yet not illegal, we do believe that it’s time to set an age limit on camera phones. Wouldn’t you agree, Mrs. Favre?
Remember show and tell? It was so much fun! Every week (or whatever calendar interval you were given), you got to bring in whatever you wanted to brag about-it could be a new toy, an awesome book, your emergency spleendectomy souvenirs, anything. Why, in the third grade, I brought in my pet turtle. Boy oh boy, was my class surprised when my pet turtle was actually my newborn brother (this is not an exaggerated story).
But this kid here? This kid wins it all. The Scottish lad (or lassie) brought in a fragmentation grenade. We’re talking World War 1 era potato masher style.
There’s been no word on injuries or anything like that, but man, Chuck Fenderman is going to have one heckuva time trying to top that next week.
This Valentine’s Day, men across the poind are choosing to get their ladies with messed up teeth something different this holiday. As opposed to the short lived champagne and roses, British men are choosing to give their significant others lingerie this year.
Um, just throwing this out there, in America we figured this out how long ago, and you’re just catching on?
The iPhone can now save your soul. We realize that this is something that members of the Apple cult thought it could do all along, but it’s only now that in can, and only if you’re iCatholic.
A new app called “Confession” lets you confess your sins and gives you a penance without the pesky having to go to a church and talk to a priest. Of course, there’s always the odd chance you’ll get hacked and everyone will know you’re having sex outside of wedlock. And yes, at least some of the Church is saying this is a good thing.
So for those of you keeping score at home, if you’re a Catholic, you’re a mere mortal, and thus unable to pray to God and ask for forgiveness for your sins, you have to go through a man who has devoted his life to the service of the Lord–or an iPhone.
