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Talking Heads: Star Trek, Old And New, And Chuck

Welcome to the inaugural edition of Talking Heads. No, not the band. Talking Heads is an ongoing discussion between Corey Feldman and William Shatner about pop culture, life and whatever else happens to be affecting them that week. It's just them, via their disembodied floating heads, having a bit of a talk show. There will be guest stars, on occasion, and things we could only call antics according to various international treaties involving Guam. This time out there's a certain movie recently released on DVD, there are introductions to do and things to discuss!

Money Be Green, Motherf**ker: 100 Quotable Moments from The Wire

Sometimes you stumble across something on the internet and think: why didn't I think of this already?  A YouTube geen-yuss has freebased HBO's series The Wire for us and produced an addictive residue consisting of 100 great quotations from the show.  Enjoy! And then go watch the series.

Top Five Reasons I Want to Punch Cartoon Network in the Junk

My son discovered Cartoon Network somewhat by accident and most likely well before the general recommended age. My 80-year-old grandmother-in-law was babysitting him one day when he was about 5 years old and stumbled upon the channel. Not being the most media-savvy lady, she made the logical conclusion that cartoons = quality kids' programming. My kid was hooked.

2012: I Didn't Even Go. Shut Up.

Oh Man. I was all set. When it comes to writing about bad movies, the release of a Roland Emmerich film is like Christmas and Thanksgiving and the Fourth of July (Or Independence Day...chuckle) all rolled up in one. This weekend 2012 opened nationwide and I was so happy because movies that look this bad only come once a year. And unlike your stupid parents who totally don't even know what a "He-man Castle Greyskull Action Playset" even IS, so they buy you a Lite-Brite© instead, 2012 looked like it was totally going to come through for me.

Project Runway Recap: "Finale, Part 1"

Hi. My name is Amy. I'll be your recapper for this evening and I am still really, REALLY annoyed about last week's episode. Even more so than when I wrote last week's recap. I've taken some time and pondered some stuff and grown as a person and I now officially hate Irina's drapey drape of calf-muscle tummy-pooch sadness more than anything ever and Althea's hot mess of unfinishedness and if I knew what any of the ProjRun producers actually looked like and saw them in a parking lot I would totally whack them in the kneecaps with a tire iron and then be all, NO, YOU MAKE IT WORK, BITCHES.

All right then. Let's get this terrible season over with.

@shitmydadsays - The Fine Art of (Perhaps) Destroying Something Beautiful

"The baby will talk when he talks, relax.  It ain't like he knows the cure for Cancer and he just ain't spittin' it out." -shitmydadsays

Justin Halpern, creator of the wildly popular (see: over 700,000 followers) twitter feed has been given the nod by CBS.  Halpern, 29 and living, as of August of aught nine, with his parents, will co-write the pilot script with CBS.  This follows in the wake of a book deal with Harper Collins. Damn.  The fam and I lived with my mother and her husband for over a year after the sale of our second home.  I should have been writing some shit down.  Live and Learn, I reckon.

Space Oddities: Six Reasons Why America Kicks the World's Ass in Alien TV Entertainment

America means many things to many people, but to those who know and love it best America means the world's finest TV shows about aliens. As last week's rapturously received premiere of V made clear, Americans just can't get enough of things from outer space who want to invade, share, hide in or otherwise disrupt our personal space. It's a key element of the rich tapestry of American history, right alongside muscle cars, democracy, professional wrestling and deep-fried everything. U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A!

I'll Have a Large Popcorn, a Coke, Some Reese's Pieces, and Some Post-Apocalyptic Paranoia

I'm going to tell you a secret and then immediately after this post is published you'll probably never hear from me again because I'll be whisked away to a secret location and killed or be forced to undergo extensive plastic surgery and a total identity change. Kurt and I are the same person, much in the same way Janet and LaToya and Michael Jackson were the same person, just with different hats. Kurt and I go to see the same movies because we are one and the same. Then we have differing opinions on said movies just to mess with you.

I'm pretty sure this is true. Or maybe the trailers that I saw before The Men Who Stare at Goats got to me.

Dear Hip-Hop: No Mo' No Homo, Plz

As an unapologetic feminist, I have a love-hate relationship with hip-hop. While I love a great deal of both mainstream and underground hip-hop, I am often uncomfortable with the violent, misogynistic and homophobic themes in some (though not all) of the music I listen to. 

Glee: Best and Worst Songs So Far

One more week, gleeks. With the recent release of Glee: The Music, Volume 1, I'm sure many of you obsessed fans have already determined your favorite Glee numbers. I know I have, so I've compiled a list of what I think are the best and worst numbers so far this season.

Tonight's Liveblogging Dose of Rat-Eating Awesomeness is Brought To You By The Letter V

I wasn't too much older than my kids are now when I had one of the great formative experiences of my youth: the original broadcast of the miniseries V in 1983. To call it awesome was to understate the nature of awesomeness — giant spaceships, alien subterfuge, the Beastmaster hisself fighting for the forces of good, and HOT ALIEN BABES WHO EAT RATS. For those of us who sat rapt with attention for night after night after night of this true miniseries event (remember when they had those? and it actually meant something?) watching this stuff unfold, it was life-changing stuff.

6 Murderous Psychopaths: A Halloween Gift From MamaPop To You

As an extension of MamaPop's ongoing effort to bring you the best in wholesome, family-friendly fun, we'd like to offer you the following list of some of our favorite murderous psychopaths. Some you may know, some you may not... but all of them deserve a very dark, twisted and frightening part of your life.

10 Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Tattoos, Plus the One On This Shameless Author's Butt

As long as there are people with bad ideas and it is legal to outfit other people with bad ideas with tattoo guns, we will have bad tattoos, and, man, are there some bad tattoos out there. Even Hayden Panettiere's got one. I feel for her, though, because I, too, had a brain fart in my youth, and now I've got my own slightly embarrassing butt tattoo. Here, let me show you it...

'Shame and Honor: Asian Americans in Need of a PR Makeover' or 'My People Ain't Representin!'

What is going on with Asians in the media lately? First Jon Gosselin, formerly loving husband and doting dad-of-eight, becomes douchebag of the year and the biggest reason to hate Ed Hardy. Then Mayumi Heene, mom to Balloon Boy, is accused of perpetrating a hoax along with her crazy-ass husband. Hello! Konnichi-wa! Can my people get a PR makeover, please?

Say Hello To America's Favorite Asperger's Comedy: The Big Bang Theory

When it first premiered a couple of years ago, I have little doubt that I wasn't alone in instantaneously writing off The Big Bang Theory. Two nerds do their awkward thing, hot neighbor moves in, one of them pines for her with aching, unrequited passion... hilarity does not ensue.

Surprise: as it turned out, it was funny. 

Let's Talk Biggest Loser For a Second

 And by a "second", I of course mean "a good 45 minutes" in Biggest Loser two-hour bloated-ass episode time. If I really want to capture the spirit of this show, I'll go ahead and repeat this entire opening bit after the jump, just like they do after each and every commercial break. Quick! Show me the last 30 seconds that I just saw a minute ago! I cannot remember! Dr. Rob says all my body fat has settled in my skull and is destroying my memory.

Katy Perry Is The Insect Avatar of our Collective Unconscious

I thought I knew how it worked.

I thought I had a handle on our basic hopes and dreams: live a little, work a little, make a whack of money if possible, and die happy.

Then I heard a Katy Perry song in a record store, and I understand how I wrong I was.  But first I will tell you about the time in 2004 I went to Vegas.