Denmark? I want to go to there.

 This the world I want to live in. TAKE ME TO THIS MAGICAL PLACE CALLED DENMARK WHERE THE COPS DON'T HIDE BEHIND TREES TO CATCH YOU SPEEDING ON THE PARKWAY, THEY JUST STOP YOU TO GIVE YOU HUGS.

It Was Like A Dream... (what a coincidence I dream about meeting Brangelina ALL THE TIME.)

So here is my dilemma. This article about the effect the god Brad and goddess Angelina have had on the common folk of this Long Island town is priceless. I really just want to quote the whole thing here, but that may not be blogging. And I feel like then I would have to cite it because I have been writing research papers nonstop lately, so I would have to pull out my chicago style manual, and there would have to be a footnote and all that business. But anyway this article basically describes how people would react if they saw Jesus. Except for a little bit more intense than Jesus. BRANGELINA.

Love After I Thought About It For A While.

HUGH JACKMAN IS THE SWEETEST MAN ALIVE. I said sweetest man 'alive,' not only because I wanted to form the distinction between him and the sweetest man dead (Dumbledore), but also because he received the coveted and honorable title of sexiest man alive. And that is like being knighted, so I have to constantly refer to him in that way. But anyway IS THAT NOT THE CUTEST STORY EVER. But I'll admit those losers did deserve free coffee and pastries, camping out for a movie that has been free online for months. And it is totally on trend to be a pirate! But anyway Jackman is also on twitter, and he just uses it to be sweet and normal and decide which homeless orphans he wants to donate his bajillions to. Hugh, I've @ replied you numerous times, I am a total charity case, but I don't need your money, just your SMOKIN HAWT BOD.

(Ed.note- I'm pretending I never said I was leaving you guys, so I suggest you do the same.)

It's Not You, It's Me.

Alright, so y'all might have noticed my spotty blogging lately. I am very sorry, but twitter has consumed my life and is THE WAVE OF THE FUTURE. My blog used to serve as a place for me to share my feelings on pop culture (and my stuffed hares) with the world, but now I can just do it on twitter. And I have found it amazingly easy to condense what I say, because I tend to ramble. Also, there are exciting celebrities on twitter, and there is always a possibility I will get a shout-out. Chances like that just don't come by every day. I know some of you want to fight this change BUT IT IS THE TIME OF OBAMA AND DON'T SWIM AGAINST THIS CURRENT. JUST AROUND THE RIVERBEND, THERE IS SOMETHING WONDERFUL WAITING. TWITTER.  I may still blog every once in a while, so now you will appreciate my posts so much more because they will be super rare. ps. I went to a vampire weekend concert last night, pretty exciting. 

Zefron, It's Hard To Hate You When You Look At Me Like That

So I know when most of you read what this is about, you are going to say "OLD NUS ANDREAA, I IZ GOIN BAK 2 PEREZ." but as I always say, STFU. Anyway, Footloose. You probably don't know this about me, but my heart has always reserved a spot for Footloose. Cause even though the movie is crappy, Kevin Bacon as Ren McCormack makes it all worth it.  These dreams were unfortunately crushed when I saw Kevin Bacon in person a year ago, and he was old and crotchety and gross. This left a void in my heart. This hole could be partially filled, and was, by Batman (Christian Bale exclusively), Richie Tenenbaum, and Bear Grylls. But Footloose had left a spot that none of these could fill, the simultaneously tough/dancing guy. So I was elated when I heard Zefron was going to be in Footloose. BUT THEN I HEAR THIS EARTH SHATTERING NEWS. ZEFRON HAS QUIT FOOTLOSE CAUSE HE WANTS TO BE A FRICKIN "SERIOUS" ACTOR. WTF?? Zefron, pardon me for saying this, but you are a pretty boy who should just be pretty and sing and dance. Where would you be without your hair straightener and mascara? NOWHERE. I didn't think I should have to tell you this, but STICK TO THE STUFF YOU KNOW. IT IS BETTER BY FAR TO LEAVE THINGS AS THEY ARE DON'T MESS WITH THE FLOW NO NOOO. I feel like I remember a skit from SNL with Zefron which predicted his future. IF YOU TRY AND DO SERIOUS MOVIES YOU ARE GOING TO REALIZE YOU SUCK JUST LIKE WHEN TROY BOLTON TRIED TO GO TO COLLEGE.

 

(Ed. Note- Okay so I just read that over and I feel bad cause I did a lot of Zefron-bashing. He really isn't that bad, but I AM HURT.)