Filed under: Animation — posted by Chris @ 8:43 am
Breakup Girl is the superhero that saves love lives the world over! But what about her own? When she meets the mighty Man-Guy, you will believe that sparks can fly.
DISCLAIMER:“Fear of Flying” was animated in the more innocent time before September 11th, when crashing-planes, though a questionable source of humor, was not yet completely off-limits.
Unlike our two-minute advice-centric shorts, this 7-minute cartoon — a pilot for a proposed second season of cartoons on Oxygen — accurately renders Breakup Girl’s comic adventures. Tragically, our team was laid off before this cartoon could even air, and it did not resurface online until 2003, when we reclaimed the the rights to BG.
I met a girl 10 years younger than me about three weeks before being sent to Bosnia with the military. She moved into my apartment and is taking care of all my affairs. I have found that she drives me up the wall and I know for a fact that she isn’t the one for me. However, she has our marriage and life all planned out. I have tried to get her to understand that she doesn’t even know who I am, but she says she will change her whole life just to please me. I hate this and I really would like to hear what you — as a super-female — would do?
— GI John
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Dear GI John,
Gals, just a tip: if your man would rather be in Bosnia than at home with you, you two need to talk.
Filed under: Treats — posted by Breakup Girl @ 10:40 am
Today’s NYT: Father, son, and father’s ex (son’s mother) — not to mention father’s parents, plus bonus parrot — with names like Phoenix, Mercury, and Coke Wisdom, live in super-quirky aggro-boho splendor in a vast spread in the Upper West Side’s fabled Ansonia.
“Sunny is not the first ex-girlfriend of Coke’s who has lived with us,†[Coke’s mother] said. She later added, “I think she’s quite resentful that Coke brings girlfriends home,†she said. (Dude!) “What he needs to do, in my opinion, is get a studio and sometimes have girls over there.â€
But Coke’s hookups aren’t the only folks who wind up spending the night. “They take in strays,†said [a friend]. “When I say that, I mean that — dogs, cats, people. It’s just they’re totally open.â€
Example:
Georgia O’Neal [Coke’s sister], now an organic farmer in Loudoun County, Va., recalled coming home after college to find a handsome, guitar-playing friend of Coke’s camped out on the living room floor. She wound up dating him for two years. “People would ask me, ‘Where did you meet your boyfriend?’ †she said. “And I was like, ‘I met him sleeping on the floor of my parents’ living room.’”
So if you’re looking to meet someone, perhaps knock on their door? According to the Times, they’re in 11L.
You’ve heard of Alaska bachelors trawling the lower 48 for love. Now this, via the BBC:
More than 100 unmarried villagers in India’s Bihar state are working flat out to build a 6km (3.7-mile) road to help their efforts to get married. The village of Barwaan Kala, in the west of Bihar, is located high in the Kaimur hills and is known locally as the “village of unmarried people”. Some 121 villagers aged between 16 and 80 remain bachelors, they say, because of the remoteness of the village. The last wedding in the village was reportedly 50 years ago. “Even those who have managed to get married have done it surreptitiously by taking temporary shelter in the less remote villages of their relatives,” Ram Chand Kharwar, a 50-year-old bachelor, told the BBC.
One extreme fan of my mother’s recently told me I could be “his Cindy.” And then asked me if I ever wore pearls because they probably would look as good on me as they do on my mother. No, I’m not kidding. Any guy that has a fetish for older women in pantsuits and large pearls obviously only finds my last name attractive about me.
You probably heard that singer Chris Brown, after turning himself in for beating his girlfriend, Rihanna, enrolled in anger-management classes in an effort to, as Rolling Stone reported, “repair his image.†Swell. Where can I sign up?
Because as images go, Brown’s seems to be doing remarkably, enragingly, well. True, Brown was promptly dropped from his now-creepy Got Milk? and Wrigley’s Gum ad campaigns, and from the upcoming film, Bone Deep. And it’s not hard to find folks who have forever redacted “Forever†from their iPods. But otherwise, the whitewash seems to be flowing like Cristal at Clive Davis’ bash—and not just from the bonehead sector of the blogosphere (though yeah, there is that).
Singer Ne-Yo told MTV that Brown is still his “homeboy at the end of the day.†Kanye West reportedly asked a crowd to “Give Chris a break.†The New York Daily News asked, “Could Rihanna use [anger management] too?†CNN’s Kiran Chetry wondered if Rihanna—yes, Rihanna—might, moving forward, suffer the “stigma†of abuse. The Chicago Tribune reported that many area teens figured Rihanna must have done something to provoke Brown’s alleged assault. “People said, ‘I would have punched her around too,'” noted one sophomore. “And these were girls!”
Yes, Brown is technically innocent until proven guilty. And America believes in redemption and rehabilitation, often to its credit. But America also has a long and proud tradition of turning on celebrities quicker than you can say “Perez Hilton.†We put our stars through the wringer when they hurl cellphones at housekeepers or throw tantrums on movie sets, and in the end, rightly or wrongly, we tend to forgive them. But why is Brown, at least right now, seen as anything but Asshole of the Month? What makes it so easy for people to leap to his defense—at her expense?
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