Friday, July 23, 2004

Rumspringa!!

The bad news? It's pissing down rain, I'm stuck at work, and tomorrow's Heavy Metal BBQ is looking like a wetter affair than I'd hoped. The good news? I'm rocking Wire's "I Am the Fly" and eating a slice of chocolate-swirl yogurt pound cake.

Turns out the Amish have this tradition called rumspringa, wherein a 16-year old is encouraged to experience life on the outside, smokin', drinkin', blasphemin', etc. The vast majority then return to the faith and the Amish community. In their infinite wisdom, UPN is capturing the rumspringa magic with a show called Amish in the City. Amish teenagers in bikinis? You bet! Thank you, UPN, for giving the honkies something to watch other than WWE Smackdown. Personally, I just want to watch this all day.

For all the comic book nerds (Oops! I meant to say "fans.") out there: it seems that Hollywood has decided to totally clusterfuck yet another of comicdom's sacred moocows. After the utter disappointment of Hellboy (Oh shut up. It sucked.), and the fucking travesty of having Keanu "Why do they fill those boxes with earth?" Reeves play John Constantine, the mistake file gets that much fatter with Darren Aronovsky (Pi and Requiem for a Dream) set to direct The Watchmen. Let me guess... it will star Heath Ledger, Chris O'Donnell, Alicia Silverstone, and Matthew Lillard. Will this film end with Jennifer Connolly on the business end of a giant black dildo as well?

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