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According to google analytics, at least once person came to this site looking for what "la vida es una tombola" means. I'd hate to disappoint anyone so: A tombola is a lottery, or the word can also refer specifically to the rotating drum full of bingo numbers. Which is what life is.
30 rock practically has the monopoly on the guest star Emmy.
If I was terrified at the dinosaur exhibit in the 1st grade, and those moving dinosaurs were behind barriers, I can’t imagine how terrified those children watching this thing must be.
I love the kid at :53 who just runs for his life. From Videogum, at the Los Angeles Museum of Natural History.
from mzchristine via cajunboy
Robert Rodriguez to Recast Roles of Red Sonja, Barbarella, and Robert Rodriguez’s Girlfriend
The New York Post reports today that director Robert Rodriguez and his fiancée, actress Rose McGowan, have split up. While this is terrible news for anyone hoping to see McGowan in any of the three upcoming projects in which Rodriquez had previously insisted on casting his girlfriend (his trouble-plagued Barbarella remake, his just-announced Red Sonja remake, and the TV prison drama Women in Chains he’s currently shopping to networks), it’s great news for the three lucky actresses who will now fill those roles — or one very lucky actress who gets to date Rodriguez and fill all three.
Barbarella has allegedly been delayed over Universal’s demands that Rodriguez find a more bankable fiancée to play the titular astronaut; executives reportedly wanted Jessica Alba, but her chances were sunk when it was discovered she was already married to someone else. Studio heads are now hoping that either Cameron Diaz or Reese Witherspoon happens upon Rodriquez’s Match.com profile.
oooh burn. As an aside, I know she probably can’t open a big movie either, but I think Fergie would make a good Barbarella. Just watch her video for Clumsy, she’s really good at falling over.
The new Visa “Go World” campaign is really well done and is doing more to get me excited about the 2008 olympics than anything else. The Derek Redmond commercial in particular hits me deep.
During the 1992 Olympic Games, Derek Redmond didn’t sprint across the finish line. He didn’t run, jog or walk across. He hobbled. After tearing his hamstring and falling to the track, Derek’s father rushed to his son’s aid. Derek finished dead last. But he and his father finished.
Every time I watch it, without fail, I feel my eyes burn, ready to cry, the moment his dad comes to Derek’s side.