the rocker

i need to record here that, as you know, i am gay for obama, but now i'm also BI FOR BIDEN!
see, it expresses that i'm head over heels for obama, but not committed yet to biden, but i'm willing to explore him. and, of course, it's clever and cheeky. i'm thinking a bumper sticker, to add to my new beauty, "mom@stressedout.com", the dorkiest thing ever to adhere to a vehicle. additionally, i saw the rocker tonight with a younger friend (i feel like a sex criminal every time i hang out with this kid. he's 16 for the record.) and it was a good time. it was a charming movie that didn't fully mature, and didn't fully flesh out characters played by such great comedians as jane lynch, jeff garlin, christina applegate and will arnett. rainn wilson, however, was cast to perfection. every smash he makes on the drums elicits another hilarious facial expression, and i found myself thanking the god of cinema that they didn't cast will ferrell or some other less nuanced comic as the lead. don't get me wrong, will ferrell is frequently appropriate, but the joke is wayyy past its prime as far as his post-pubescent manchild thing goes. why is that such a popular concept in hollywood? anyway the plot required a certain level of suspension of disbelief, especially to someone who knows quite a few aspiring music stars. the most natural thing about it, honestly, was the romance between the bassist (emma stone!) and her real life boyfriend, the tortured lead singer. it made me feel warm and nice inside. anyway time for me to hit the bong and then the sack.
topic for tomorrow: my arguments with chris
(picture lovingly stolen from here)

harold, kumar, jenny and jane

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i've been puking all day. lots of vodka occurred last night, plus i smoked all my trees. at least i had a good time. it's been an hour since the last vomit so i may be alright. in tobymedia news, i watched harold and kumar go to guantanamo bay today while orally expelling my innards. i liked it. i didn't really laugh outloud (the lack of weed might explain it) but it was always fun and engaging. the chemistry between john cho and kal penn (i have a big crushon kal penn by the way) is great, and there were plenty of fun cameos, like neil patrick harris on a lot of shrooms, rob corddry as a racist... actually i'm not quite sure what his job was, but roger bart (also known as carmen ghia from the producers play and movie, saw him in both, and ESPECIALLY as george the terrifying pharmacist on desperate housewives) as an nsa officer, and, of course, my favorite character actor, christopher meloni, as the head of a kkk gathering. there was also an entertaining dubya impersonator, and tons and tons of bud smoking. i got the chris meloni itch after watching it so i've been watching law and order svu for a couple hours, which i usually don't do, but it's sucked me in. did you know that the show is all about sex crimes? that's some fucked up shit. i also watched the end of best in show, which is a fucking fabulous film, maybe the funniest of the christopher guest/michael mckean/eugene levy/catherine o'hara/parker posey/jennifer coolidge ensemble comedies. bend and snap, jenny! but honestly my favorite bitch out of that crew is jane lynch, which is why the clip is of her lovely serenade in the 40 year old virgin.