Welcome to another edition of the Sunday Smorgashboard. Today I’m giving you the best snippets from around my blogosphere along with a clarifying statement called the Bottom Line. Why the Bottom Line? Because I say so. That’s why. Now let The Snacking begin…
Faiqa was the Catalyst of the Week when she declared that traditionally ethnic institutions were now American while declaring that crawfish eating does not automatically make you an American. This lead to some introspection and a further accounting of the concept of American Culture by Hilly. This topic sucked so many brain cells down the tube that there was even a Clearly Your Retarded episode about what makes a real American and whether or not 14 people sharing one bathroom is too many or not enough.
Bottom Line: Canada is no longer being blamed. Blame Faiqa.
Bottom Line: Don’t go see either one separately but especially as a mashup.
Along the same lines, Avitable did a review of Watchmen. Like most of the world, including my partner KC, he raves about it. It’s always the raves that worry me. Why? Because they also rave about movies that sucked balls like Jumper and High School Musical 3. Of course I’m going to go myself and determine how I fell about it, but I think I’ll take Avitable’s other reviews at his word.
Bottom Line: There’s reportedly a ton of blue penis in the movie, so it can’t be ALL that bad. It may actually be… Smurfy.
Update: I saw it. All the reviews are right. It rawked. While the new trailer for Terminator: Salvation was very BattleStar Galacticaish, the trailer for the new Star Trek looks like this is exactly what the franchise needs… adrenaline.
Speaking of things that are blue, Slobokan took on Best Buy when they sold him a broken camera, disrespected his mother-in-law, and laughed about it. There was some wrangling, some other posts about the situation, and a front page appearance on a little site called DIGG. In the end though, Slobokan won.
Bottom Line: Don’t be an asshat to the mother-in-law. Selling previously used and broken merchandise is also ill advised.
On the merchandise front, Miss Britt finally is expanding her brand with a new product review site for every woman. As it turns out Frederick’s of Hollywood rejected her as an affiliate. Apparently they are not selling merchandise for every woman… just the slutty ones who’ll wear what they’re boyfriend/husband/domestic abuser buys them. On the bright side however, Playboy HAS accepted her, so I fully expect photos of her modeling the merchandise to hit any second now… which is why I keep hitting refresh on her Flickr account.
Bottom Line: FOH sells cheap glammy shit better suited for the escort industry than a long time throw at home. Don’t believe me. Dawg is always right… always.
Bottom Line: I’m sorry to tell you junior that it’s really all down hill from there.
Speaking of expanding notches, Whall is looking to compress a few on his belt. His new diet program is by far one of the most ingenious and original concepts ever put out there. I personally can’t wait for the DVD, but there’s no reason not to start this right now!
Bottom Line: Oprah called. Dr. Phil wants his common sense back.
I love Poppy.
Bottom Line: That is all.
As a reward for feeding me with my internal thirst for reading materials… I designed this simple button for those who may want to display their Snacked upon status proudly:
Additionally… because I am beyond benevolent and loving contrary to what some people believe… here is the code for you to use with a permalink directly to this post. So if your blog was snacked upon today, all you need to do is copy and past the code:
Smorgashboard Sunday is a weekly compilation of interesting posts, pictures, and videos that I have found within the 350+ feeds of personal or personal related blogs that I currently read. Due to the volume of blogs and the 10-12 posts I limit myself to comment on, there may be times when posts that you author do not appear. This is not to say that you did not have a good post, or an important post, or even a post I did not read because in all likelihood I did indeed read it. This simply means that for that week(s) that you are excluded… well… I thought other posts were better choices for the Snacking. This does not mean I don’t like you, I don’t love you, or that I don’t read you. It just means that for that week(s), I chose other posts but there is always the possibility of next week. Unless.
Unless you cry, whine, send me e-mail messages begging me to feature you, send e-cards with links to the posts you want linked, tell me how I don’t love you, tell me how I don’t like you, tell me how sad you are, tell me how I don’t read you even though you know I did because I commented that week, and/or try to muscle me with threats of large “goombas” paying a visit. If you do any of that… then hold your breathe until you see yourself on the Smorgashboard again. While your doing that… go get a white hat and get yourself some Smurfberry Pie ‘cause you’ll be blue before you see it.