“Learning that Rashida Jones wrote a comic book is like finding out that the hot cheerleader at your high school is really into video games and heavy metal. It’s validation that maybe the things that you love don’t necessarily make you a social outcast. To borrow a phrase from Benjamin Franklin, it’s proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.”
He’s no Rob P., but major points for putting this to music!
“Actor Tom Wilson, known better as time traveling bully Biff from the Back to the Future, gets asked the same BTTF questions so often, he’s put the answers to music. So butthead, any hope for a fourth film?”
GirlTalk Radio is a podcast made by girls who love math and science. Hosted by 11-to-16 year olds, the program features interviews with diverse cadre of science-minded women—from stem cell researchers and computer scientists, to marine biologists and computational linguists. Even a CIA intelligence officer. Worth a listen for geek girls of all ages.
Insanely great*: Life Magazine, January 26, 1948
Quoth our tipster: More than 99% of these pages are UTTERLY FASCINATING. Wow. Post-war, pre-Mad Men enthusiasm, one foot in each half of the century. Amazing. At least buzz through the first 30 or so pages, including the “Atomic Road Show.” The Hollywood stuff is priceless.
Are you nuts about bolts?
* By “great,” we don’t mean “It would be great to roll back the clock on 62 years of feminism!” “Great,” as in, utterly glorious in its wacky retro exuberance.
Nathan Fillion and Stana Katic interview each other. (Have to call out Fillion for a bit of homophobia, but Katic has never heard of Bosom Buddies — does this even things out in some cosmic gay nyuk nyuk way? — and anyway, we’ll give ’em a pass for pure charm and game.)
“One recent study conducted by officials at the ParisMetro — which looked at ‘missed connection’ ads placed by urbanites looking for love in the city — found that the Metro ‘is without doubt the foremost producer of urban tales about falling in love.’ The seats closest to the door, it seemed, offered the best opportunities for falling in love with the proper stranger. ‘The Metro is not the emotional desert, the social vacuum, that we sometimes believe it to be,’ observed the chief of the Paris Metro.”
Of course, that’s Paris. The sewer is romantic in Paris. But it couldn’t hurt to sit near the door, just in case. (Right, Dixie?)