Hey TwiCrackers! I'm back from LA and (somewhat) caught up on sleep. I took hundreds of pictures and I will eventually find the hours needed to upload and edit them, but for now I'll just give you what I know you really want: a spoiler-free review of Breaking Dawn Part 2.
Let's start with the basics.
Congratulations to Jackson Rathbone (Jasper)! Jackson and girlfriend Sheila Hafsadi welcomed Monroe Jackson Rathbone IV into the world on Thursday morning.
Jackson Rathbone (Jasper) and Nikki Reed (Rosalie) were interviewed about Breaking Dawn Part 2. Jackson had pretty much zero to say (but his dimples and smile say PLENTY), but Nikki was a little more forthcoming. Check it out!
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I recently read an article about a radio station in the UK that inadvertently played nearly three minutes of a gay porn soundtrack over the airwaves. Now I'm thinking if this station was an alternative type station or one that was already considered controversial in format, it probably wouldn't have been that bad. They could've passed it off as a tasteless stunt. But it wasn't. This radio station played light jazz, standards and occasionally blues.
For one night only, Broadway will be vamped up with its own Twilight musical parody.
I know.
Edward reads minds. Alice sees the future. Jasper calms the masses. Jane cripples people with agonizing pain and a bushy-eyed stare. I'm seriously feeling pretty left out in the special abilities category. So I got to thinking...if I were an amazingly gorgeous, sparkly vampire, what would my special gift be? Not that I'm delusional enough to think I'll ever be a vampire -- even though I'm almost there with the pasty white skin -- but work with me here. This is my fantasy.
In my day-to-day dealings with the real world, I rarely come in contact with Twilight fans. But when I do, I have a hard time hiding my excitement. I've already told you guys about my relatively new coworker who has a thing for Robert Pattinson. Those waters have been tested and the jury is still out on what level of RPattz-loving freakiness I can unleash on this poor girl. We did have a good laugh about Jacob's tiny nipples today though...fun times.
I love the internet. It's full of news and videos and porn and just millions of other things that make me smile or help me piss away my time uselessly. It's like a one-stop shop for the good, the bad and the maybe-I-should-alert-the-Feds-to-this.
Whenever I'm searching for stuff on the internet, my motto is "the weirder the better". Seriously, if it makes me uncomfortable (and I'm talking more "what-the-fuck-IS-that" uncomfortable, not "it-puts-the-lotion-in-the-basket" uncomfortable) to look at, then I want it.