They say it's your birthday...

...happy birthday to you, Mr. Timberlake! The NSYNC baby turns 30 today. Yeah, I tweeted at him for the occasion. So what?

I'm just gonna dance all night.

Feel like dancing? Good. Meet Robyn. Listen. Dance. Repeat. All night.

Don't be a drag, Just be a queen

I have a new mantra: Don't be a drag, just be a queen. All hail GaGa.

Yesterday mother monster released the lyrics to her upcoming single "Born This Way" via Twitter. Who would have thought lyrics could create such a commotion? Never underestimate this woman. GaGa tweeted the following at 2:28 PM:

At 2:47 PM she proudly announced this:

Less than 20 minutes later #bornthiswaylyrics was THE NUMBER ONE TRENDING TOPIC WORLDWIDE. No wonder there's a college course about her effect on pop culture.
In case you're not up to speed on all that is GaGa, "Born This Way" is the title track off her second full-length album since 2008's The Fame. Praise the Lord! Its been long enough. The single debuts February 13th. MARK IT ON YOUR CALENDAR! SET AN ALARM! ALERT YOUR FRIENDS!
On the evening of the 13th, she'll perform at the Grammy's, thus making this day the most anticipated day of my 2011 so far. Try and beat it. I dare you.
Of course, there's a countdown to the event all little monsters are craving over at GaGa's website. At the time of this entry, it looked a bit like this:

Check out the full lyrics to "Born This Way" below and try not to scream and shout and rip your hair out. Patience is a virtue!


It doesn't matter if you love him, or capital h-i-m
Just put your paws up
'Cause you were born this way, baby

My mama told me when I was young
We are all born superstars

She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on
In the glass of her boudoir

"there's nothin wrong with lovin who you are"
She said, "'cause he made you perfect, babe"

"so hold your head up girl and you'll go far,
Listen to me when I say"

Chorus:
I'm beautiful in my way
'Cause god makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way

Don't hide yourself in regret
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way

Baby I was born this way
Baby I was born this way
Ooo there ain't no other way
Baby I was born-
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way

Don't be a drag -just be a queen
Don't be a drag -just be a queen
Don't be a drag -just be a queen
Don't be!

Give yourself prudence
And love your friends
Subway kid, rejoice your truth

In the religion of the insecure
I must be myself, respect my youth

A different lover is not a sin
Believe capital h-i-m (hey hey hey)
I love my life I love this record and
Mi amore vole fe yah (love needs faith)


Repeat chorus

Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Whether you're broke or evergreen
You're black, white, beige, chola descent
You're lebanese, you're orient
Whether life's disabilities
Left you outcast, bullied, or teased
Rejoice and love yourself today
'Cause baby you were born this way

No matter gay, straight, or bi,
Lesbian, transgendered life
I'm on the right track baby
I was born to survive
No matter black, white or beige
Chola or orient made
I'm on the right track baby
I was born to be brave

Repeat chorus

I was born this way hey!
I was born this way hey!
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way hey!

"Take a minute and look at your life"

Watching Paper Heart with my roomie. We can't get over this kid:

And the Nominees Are

Happy Academy Award Nomination day!

James Franco & Anne Hathaway, the 2011 Oscar hosts

With the 83rd annual Oscar Awards just a little over a month away, nominees were announced this morning. The list of Best Picture noms isn't surprising anyone. In case you haven't heard, the nominees are:

Black Swan

The Fighter

Inception

The Kids Are Alright

The King's Speech

127 Hours

The Social Network

Toy Story 3

True Grit

Winter's Bone

I haven't seen all of the above and therefore, have no right whatsoever to offer my opinion on which film should take home the gold. However, this is my blog and I do what I want. In a perfect world, Toy Story 3 wins. Tell me you don't have the same wish. Tell me!

The King's Speech received the most nominations with 12, and will probably win a hearty handful of awards, which just annoys me. I can't understand the appeal of Colin Firth. He bores me to tears unless he's being chased in the falling snow by a lunatic in tighty whities (named Bridget Jones).

If Toy Story can't pull through, I'll be satisfied if The Social Network takes home the Best Picture prize. Based on its success at the Golden Globes, it's a likely possibility. The movie about Facebook certainly kicks ass.

My Favorite Thing About 'Community'

I recently flew through season one of Community. GET ON THIS SHOW, if you haven't already. It's the funniest, most adorable, most endearing sitcom I've enjoyed in a long time.

I could rave about it for days, but I won't do that just yet. For now, I'd simply like to point out that I wouldn't mind if every episode featured Jeff Winger (Joel McHale) in nothing but his striped briefs. HOLY HELL. Be still my heart!

I'm addicted, I think it's sickness

I hate how much I enjoy this.

Wonder what it's like having Ashton Kutcher as a dad? Check out the video below of the former Michael Kelso and his step-daughter, Scout (daughter of Demi and Bruce), singing a lovely little ditty they co-wrote about coffee.

Jimmy & Ashton's Water War

Seriously, who's idea was this and why can I not have a job that requires such creativity?

This week on Late Night, Jimmy Fallon invited guest Ashton Kutcher to play a game he called "Water War". It's just like the card game, War, but the winner of each round gets to throw a full glass of water in the other player's face.

Ashton won the first round and gladly soaked Jimmy.

Jimmy beat him in the second card flip. **When watching the video below, please pay special attention to how demonically excited Jimmy is to throw water in Ashton's face. It's uh-mazing.**

Unfortunately, Jimmy lost in every other round of the ridiculous game and got face-full after face-full after face-full of water.

For whatever reason, this stupid segment brought me into such a fit of hysterics that I watched it and then immediately rewound it and watched it again. Alone. Laughing my ass off. Enjoy, friends. Let me know what you think.

A Red Apple in a Pile of Green Apples: Brett Loewenstern

Two episodes in and this is by far the most impressive audition of Idol season 10. How does that voice come out of this kid?



Side note: What is Steven Tyler smoking? Whatever it is, please don't cut off his supply. I'm obsessed. Every time he opened his giant mouth and let out a wail for no apparent reason, I loved him so much more. His best quote of the two night premiere came after he and the other judges attempted to convince a stubborn and exceptionally awful contestant that he was in fact an exceptionally awful singer. Tyler asked him in all seriousness, "Did you eat paint chips as a child?" Zing!

Snowing in Taylor's House

This is me swallowing my pride, admitting to you that I love this song and the corresponding music video.

Someone's all grown up. If you don't believe me, watch this:



Guess what, haters? I don't see any fairytales here. No magical moments. No butterflies or castles or ball gowns. Heck, there isn't even curly, golden hair. Or pants! Oh my GaGa.

Taylor Swift's newest music video for her sad, regretful "Back to December" (rumored to be about Taylor Lautner) is quite the opposite of a fairytale in fact. I see tears and loneliness and a pretty sincere portrayal of the unfortunate pain that can only be caused from a broken heart.

I think it's beautifully done, despite the fact that it makes me feel cold, like when I watch Titanic. I'm sure that was the director's intention. Like I said, there'e nothing warm and fuzzy about these lyrics: So this is me swallowing my pride, standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night, and I go back to December all the time, It turns out freedom aint nothin' but missin' you, wishin' I'd realized what I had when you were mine...

Certainly a tearjerker. Certainly not something an innocent, naive little girl could come up with.

My favorite part is when it starts snowing inside Taylor's house.

Anne's the Purrrrrfect Choice

News was announced this week that Anne Hathaway has been cast as Selina Kyle, a.k.a. Catwoman, in Christopher Nolan's third Batman flick, to be released in 2012. Meow!

Is she sexy enough for fanboys? Can the woman who began her career in The Princess Diaries convince us as Catwoman? Does she have enough sass to piss off Bruce Wayne?! Guess we'll just have to wait and see.

I'm optimistic.  I'm pro Anne. Always have been, always will be. She's a fantastic actress and that's why Christopher Nolan chose her. If you've no faith in him, you're out of your mind. I've heard a lot of negativity and I just don't get it. Nolan knows what he's doing.

Hathaway is not the obvious choice and that makes it even better. It's sort of a mysterious decision, don't you think? She reportedly beat our Keira Knightley and Jessica Biel for the role. Those two would have been too predictable.

Congratulations and thank you, Chris Colfer

"To all the amazing kids who watch our show...who are constantly told 'no'...by bullies at school that they can't be who they are...well, screw that, kids." - CC

Chris Colfer won his first Golden Globe award last night for his role as the openly gay, musically brilliant Kurt Hummel on Glee. His acceptance speech brought me - and his cast-mates - to tears. I wish more people in the world today had his strength, confidence and undeniable charm. He's going to change the world. Call me crazy, but I'm quite confident in this.

Did you love Leighton Meester's dress? Me, too.

'V' Alien Eats Rat, Loses A Viewer

I’m done with V.

As soon as queen alien Anna opened her mouth, revealed those hideous fangs, swallowed that giant rat whole and then regurgitated it into the baby alien disguised as a cute human baby’s mouth – I knew I’d never watch the show again.

Enough is enough.

On top of this nasty alien regurgitation nonsense, the plot is moving too slowly and therefore, going nowhere. I can’t watch such grotesqueness. I think I originally enjoyed this show because for me, it meant LOST’s Juliette had come back to life. In actuality, I’ve no interest in continued dedication to this silly show. So long, V. Take care of Sawyer’s girl for me.

If you can stomach it, watch the rat scene for yourself below:

Baby, It's Cold Outside

Walking home tonight in the falling snow, I was miserable. It was so goddamn cold I couldn't feel my fingers or my toes. My thighs were in pain, frozen to the bone. I cursed with every step I took, stomping on slippery sidewalks.

In the midst of my gloom, I passed a couple duet-ing “Baby, It’s Cold Outside” on the top of their lungs. My initial reaction was, ya think?! Tell me something I don't know!!!!! 

I didn't actually say that out loud. 

Thing was, they actually had decent voices and were kind of totally adorable holding hands, singing together as they strolled along.

I could still hear them several blocks away. Suddenly, my bad day didn’t seem so terrible. I smiled. Then I laughed. I couldn’t stop laughing. I burst into hysterics, walking alone in the empty street.

I turned my face up to the snow. Giant flakes stung my cheeks before melting down my face, dripping onto my scarf, rolling down my neck. Flakes froze to my eyebrows, stained my leather boots, soaked my coat. I stuck my tongue out and caught a few for fun, grinning into the light of the street lamp.

The wind picked up, but I slowed my pace. You’re living in Brooklyn, Jenny, I thought. Get over your whining and look around you!

My day wasn't much fun, my head aches, my feet are sore. But, baby, it’s not that cold outside, so suck it up and smile. =)

It's The 0-1-1 Son

Introducing one of my most favorite things so far about the new year...



Wake up and be gone Rita!

'New York Times' Delivers Yoko’s Message

Apparently subscribers to the NY Times received a special message from Yoko Ono this morning. Each issue included a poster reading “War is Over” - part of Yoko's (and John's) message to spread world peace.

In a tweet early today Yoko asked readers to display the signs in visible, public places to spread the message. I’m not a subscriber of the newspaper (as I cannot afford such extravagancies), but I would very much like to get my hands on a copy because you know I’ll do as Yoko commands and hang that ish in my window for all of Brooklyn to see.

On her Imagine Peace website, she wrote:

Dear Friends

Download, print & display these posters
in your window, school, workplace, car
and  elsewhere over the holiday season.

Send them as postcards to your friends.

We say it in so many ways, but we are one.

I love you!
yoko 

If you’d like to join Yoko and I, click HERE to download a copy of the poster to print out and hang in your window. And if you don't speak English, it's cool because Yoko came prepared. She's made a "War is Over" poster in over 100 languages.

In a similar story, there was a small box under my Christmas tree this year with a tag on it reading To Jenny, From Yoko. Inside were a pair of peace sign earrings. I love my mom.

My Love for Lisbeth Salander Grows

"She had stared at him for a whole minute and decided that she did not have a grain of feeling left, because it would have been the same as bleeding to death." - The Girl Who Played With Fire