Don’t Judge Me.
September 16, 2009

There’s a well known saying that goes “If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em; and if you tend to share similar interests with legions of teenage girls, don’t even try and front.”  Truer words have probably never been spoken, and so it is with a deep shame that I admit the following: 

new moon excitement

I know I’ve previously acknowledged that I’m Twicurious to see the movie as an anthropological expedition of sorts, and I’d love to continue to feign such ironic detachment all the way ’til the much ballyhooed Apocalypse of 2012, but there are some forces that are simply too powerful to deny.  And apparently those forces involve  Kristen Stewart’s hysterics, abs, and Dakota Fanning:


There’s a New Blog in Town
April 11, 2009

And it wants to teach you a new dance.  People, the Glitter Parade has arrived, and it shall destroy you.  Just behold its header:


Judging just by that, we can all concur that this is the blog you must read (besides mine, natch).  If there were such a thing as a blog party, the velvet ropes of the Glitter Parade are what you’d be begging to get past.  Paris Hilton has been waiting for this moment like a new sex tape, and Lindsay Lohan’s itching for it to go lesbian so she can still remain (vaguely) relevant.

Paradigms shift, gays get married, and the Glitter Parade begins its march.  Historically speaking, we can all  agree: nothing shall ever be the same.

Update of sadness as of June 3rd, 2009:  It seems as though the Glitter Parade was but a candle in the wind.  The Glitter Parade: 2009-2009.  Le sadness.

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