Missing a loved one's birthday can be an embarassing faux pas. Missing your own birthday is borderline retarded. June 2 was BD's second birthday. Today is June 7. That sound you hear is a five-day-long "Duh." Anyway, in the great two-year-old tradition of *bitter defeat*, the management is proud to present... unconnected potpourri:
Since hits are down in our second year, the management has decided to introduce a cute child to the site, à la Andy on Family Ties.
The New Face of *bitter defeat*
The preceding was an abortively non-hilarious segue into yet another seriously awesome Inventory list over at The AV Club. And as a bonus, there is reference to a wonderful new term. The introduction of a cute new child to a flagging sitcom, almost always a sure sign of shark jumpage, is apparently called "Cousin Oliver Syndrome."
Our good friends over at Brooklyn Bunny are given the full-on interview treatment over at Gothamist. Well, it's kinda 50%-ish. They only interview Kevin Dresser, and they call Kate Johnson "Katie," which I'm sure she really appreciated. Anyway it's a good read, but I think all the added traffic is slowing down BB's Live Bun Cam. Roebling the bunny has been reduced to stop-motion; it looks like a bad experimental student film.
This is the first billboard you see upon arrival in hell.
"Now I always want to rest my hand on refrigerators."
A new Live from the WB podcast is up. Christ in a Jetta... they're already up to episode 14?? Anyway, it's live from the AIDS Walk.
Finally... and this is hard to shoehorn in after all the hilarity, but I gotta bring the party down...
R.I.P. Billy Preston. The man behind sweet soul and funk jams like "Billy's Bag" (not to mention all those sweet late-period Beatles organ solos on "Get Back," "Don't Let Me Down," etc.) passed away at the tender age of 59.
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