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Katic'/><category term='andras jones'/><category term='geek girls'/><category term='Morena Baccarin'/><category term='mike judge'/><category term='viggo mortensen'/><category term='Kunal Nayyar'/><category term='unicorns'/><category term='breast physics'/><category term='did you see that stupid commercial'/><category term='misha collins'/><category term='Red Cliff'/><category term='karl urban'/><category term='sci fi wire'/><category term='Remote control'/><category term='jackie earle haley'/><category term='dragonsong'/><category term='predators'/><category term='steven s. deknight'/><category term='george romero'/><category term='sam raimi'/><category term='wolverine'/><category term='AD'/><category term='lorna raver'/><title type='text'>Girl Meets Lightsaber</title><subtitle type='html'>Geeky musings from a life long geek girl and entertainment reporter.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-4256279096486987044</id><published>2012-01-19T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T15:46:37.950-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='archetypes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='janet lee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='womanthology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ladybird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elisa feliz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel pandich'/><title type='text'>My first comic! (I'm aware that sounds like a children's book.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f-pYP3doBAM/Txio0UkJSKI/AAAAAAAABd0/td8azlIKJ_A/s1600/ArchetypesPinup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f-pYP3doBAM/Txio0UkJSKI/AAAAAAAABd0/td8azlIKJ_A/s320/ArchetypesPinup.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Elisa Feliz's wonderful pinup for my "Archetypes: A Christmas Crime" short story.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As you may have seen in &lt;a href="http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2011/07/womanthology-and-my-comic-book-debut.html"&gt;my earlier post about Womanthology&lt;/a&gt;, I'm now officially a comic book author. In case you're wondering, I am indeed doing an embarrassing happy dance right now. It's best that you don't see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did two pieces. One of them, "Ladybird" was co-written with the wonderful &lt;a href="http://www.onthetowne.net/"&gt;Rachel Pandich&lt;/a&gt; with art by the amazing, Eisner-award-winning artist, &lt;a href="http://j-k-lee.com/Home.html"&gt;Janet Lee&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Return-Dapper-Men-Jim-McCann/dp/1932386904"&gt;Return of the Dapper Men&lt;/a&gt;). It's based on the Triangle Shirtwaist Fire and I'm incredibly proud of it. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.newsarama.com/common/media/show/player.php?show_id=69&amp;amp;ep=7"&gt;my video interview with Janet&lt;/a&gt; at NYCC for Newsarama to see some of the art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sNGpYW_7p2c/TxiqErUUb_I/AAAAAAAABeA/7Hj2SQeTXXU/s1600/photo%252816%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sNGpYW_7p2c/TxiqErUUb_I/AAAAAAAABeA/7Hj2SQeTXXU/s320/photo%252816%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me at the Comikaze Expo "Womanthology" panel in front of Janet Lee's art for "Ladybird."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one (which I actually wrote first) is "Archetypes," with art by the fantastic &lt;a href="http://www.xsidecomics.com/"&gt;Elisa Feliz&lt;/a&gt;. That one is about a woman who dreams in archetypes and solves crimes. Weirdly enough, I wrote it on a plane back from New Orleans. Neither of these are exactly what you'd call "fluffy, happy" stories. In fact, when I was lucky enough to get comic legend Jim Lee to critique them, he said, "Wow, you're really dark!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xs9cO76H0_g/TxiqGHMG8QI/AAAAAAAABeI/rI8mDIpgv_A/s1600/photo%252815%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xs9cO76H0_g/TxiqGHMG8QI/AAAAAAAABeI/rI8mDIpgv_A/s320/photo%252815%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me at the Comikaze Expo "Womanthology" panel in front of Elisa Feliz's art for "Archetypes."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, we were recently asked to contribute a holiday piece based on our work for Womanthology supporters. Now that we're allowed to share it with everyone, here is mine. This one is a short story based on "Archetypes." Elisa Feliz did the pinup above to go with it. Give it a read and let me know what you think!&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for information about "Womanthology" signings at Emerald Knights, Meltdown and others, and pre-order your copy &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Womanthology-Heroic-Ann-Nocenti/dp/1613771479/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1327016753&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; xoxo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Archetypes: A Christmas Crime"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;&lt;!--  @page { margin: 0.79in }  P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The white trim on his suit glowed in the black light. Wait, that seemed odd. What would Santa be doing in a club? Well, it &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; Los Angeles. The Beverly Hills mall had a shirtless “Hunky Santa” every year, so I guess it's not &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;. Right, back to the dream. As he moved through the throbbing, surging crowd of dancers, the pack on his back seemed to be weighing him down. Scene change. A sneering Santa moving around a Christmas tree. He laid down his empty sack in front of the fireplace and eased himself down on the couch to eat the cookies that were left out for him. Empty sack, huh? Oh god...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Suddenly, it was like someone was ringing the damn jingle bells from his sleigh in her ear. Stupid phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;“Hello? This had better be good, Prince Charming. I was dreaming.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;“Ha! I &lt;i&gt;knew&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; you still dreamed about me as the Prince.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Oh shut up. You're married now and I have a crime to report. I think.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;She turned to look at the picture of him next to her bed. You don't dream about Prince archetypes very often. Stupid her for letting this one go. She didn't know how this whole dreaming thing worked back then, but you'd think she would have been smart enough to hold onto him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Alright cop. Here's the deal. I dreamed about Santa...”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;He snorted. “Really? But he's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I know. He's not an archetype. But he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; is &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;a symbol. I guess it makes sense. I don't know. This stupid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;gift &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;didn't come with instructions. Also, if this particular Santa shows up in my house, I'm converting.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;She heard laughter on the other line. “From what to what, pretty lady?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;He loved teasing her. Princes might be good guys and end up as cops, but they certainly mess with your head. “Couldn't tell what he had in his sack, but it was heavy. He moved through a club with it, then ended up in a house in front of a fire with an empty one.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;So what am I looking for here? A guy in a Santa suit who likes dance music, cookies and milk?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;She sighed. “The Santa symbol means comfort. Presents. Once a year...they leave things at your house...hmm. Any reports of a missing person?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;If this is the usual scenario, we'll get one tomorrow. Grandpa got drunk and kidnapped his grandson. Someone killed someone else and dumped them in the chimney. Definitely someone close to them or they wouldn't have let them in. I suppose it's too easy to assume this is a mall Santa?” he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Yeah, well, it's rarely that literal. Good luck with that though.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Listen, what are you doing for Christmas? Come have dinner with my wife and I. I can't stand the idea of you being alone.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Her heart skipped. She was never going to tell him his wife was the Evil Queen. Sure, she knew exactly what that woman had done to take her Prince away, but he was happy. He might be a flirt, but you could see the love in his eyes when he spoke about her. She'd let him have that a little longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I have plans.” She didn't. “Have a Merry Christmas though.  Goodnight Prince Charming.” She hung up and rolled back up in her blanket. Yeah, let him have a few more weeks of peace. Something big was coming. She felt a dream coming on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-4256279096486987044?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/4256279096486987044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-first-comic-im-aware-that-sounds.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4256279096486987044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4256279096486987044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-first-comic-im-aware-that-sounds.html' title='My first comic! (I&apos;m aware that sounds like a children&apos;s book.)'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f-pYP3doBAM/Txio0UkJSKI/AAAAAAAABd0/td8azlIKJ_A/s72-c/ArchetypesPinup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-5985300741865422555</id><published>2011-11-22T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T14:52:00.917-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragonrider'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne McCaffery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crystal singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragonsong'/><title type='text'>RIP Anne McCaffery, the single biggest artistic influence on my life</title><content type='html'>I really didn't expect to be writing another sad post after the last one, since things have been pretty darn wonderful lately. So I refuse to make this weepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just heard on &lt;a href="http://www.mediabistro.com/galleycat/anne-mccaffrey-has-died_b42826"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; that author Anne McCaffery passed away. It was like a punch in the gut. I mean, hardly unexpected since she was 85 years old, but still hard to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9AAVLKEetmY/TswmDJ8ucNI/AAAAAAAABZE/I9LSxUhNmMU/s1600/anne2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9AAVLKEetmY/TswmDJ8ucNI/AAAAAAAABZE/I9LSxUhNmMU/s1600/anne2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read every book she's ever written. In fact, her book "Dragonsong" was the first fantasy novel I ever read. I actually remember getting it for Christmas from my mom. I unwrapped the package, and there was Menolly, surrounded by fire lizards on the cover. Tiny dragons! I'd never seen anything like it before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-togbhMNO9JQ/Tswl2b3Vp2I/AAAAAAAABY0/BzZQdrA4sQI/s1600/Dragonsong.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-togbhMNO9JQ/Tswl2b3Vp2I/AAAAAAAABY0/BzZQdrA4sQI/s320/Dragonsong.jpg" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a book fiend as a kid. I learned to read early and I spent so much time at the library that the librarians all knew my name and had a suggestion list for me when I got to the counter. They'd laugh, watching me attempt to carry home a stack of books half my height, knowing I'd be back in a few days for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dragons? I hadn't really encountered them yet. When I cracked open the book, I was immediately hooked. Menolly sang. She loved music. She'd do anything to get to do it for a living. She &lt;i&gt;went to a school that taught it!&lt;/i&gt; I didn't even know that was possible! She was brave and talented and she "impressed" a slew of fire lizards. I still have that book. At the beginning of one chapter, I wrote, "I wish I was her," in pencil. Considering I ended up going to Syracuse University for musical theater and sang for many years (if you're good, I'll show you my goofy acting reel which has me singing "Evita" and doing a short film of "Star Wars" done by pirates), and &lt;i&gt;then&lt;/i&gt; ended up as a writer, you can see what this book did to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BUDtGOx6Hac/TswnBchHgnI/AAAAAAAABZM/a1SXJ02jPFg/s1600/dragonsinger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BUDtGOx6Hac/TswnBchHgnI/AAAAAAAABZM/a1SXJ02jPFg/s1600/dragonsinger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on to read every one of her books. Strong, powerful women were all over the place in a time when that wasn't really the trend in fantasy. I read many of those books before I really knew what the sex scenes were about! I was definitely too young to read "Dragonflight," but one thing did stand out. Lessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ELJKmOXyfGs/Tswl0yLr7yI/AAAAAAAABYs/7ny5_1Cft3s/s1600/200px-AnneMcCaffrey_Dragonflight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ELJKmOXyfGs/Tswl0yLr7yI/AAAAAAAABYs/7ny5_1Cft3s/s1600/200px-AnneMcCaffrey_Dragonflight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lady was tough. She survived anything. No one gave her shit. I knew when I read it that this was the woman &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; wanted to be. (Which may explain all the weaponry in my house.) I wanted to walk into a room and have people know I was there. It changed the direction of a very shy little girl's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So did "Crystal Singer." Another tough lady, who after her singing career comes to an end, goes on to do something even better. When I decided to stop my theater career, I re-read this book, looked at the wider world and marched proudly onto the next thing, just like Killashandra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V8rkjXFUr_w/Tswl3TMXVsI/AAAAAAAABY8/zJBsWh2eRzw/s1600/Crystal-Singer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V8rkjXFUr_w/Tswl3TMXVsI/AAAAAAAABY8/zJBsWh2eRzw/s320/Crystal-Singer.jpg" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne's work was directly responsible for my career choices, how I developed my personality, my love of dragons and space ships and so many other things. Reading about how she broke into what was mostly a male dominated genre influenced me in so many ways, they're beyond counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne McCaffery was the single biggest artistic influence in my life. Though her passing is sad, I'm about to celebrate her life by pouring one out and re-reading (for the zillionth time) "Dragonsong." Rest in peace, Dragonlady.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-5985300741865422555?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/5985300741865422555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2011/11/rip-anne-mccaffery-single-biggest.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5985300741865422555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5985300741865422555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2011/11/rip-anne-mccaffery-single-biggest.html' title='RIP Anne McCaffery, the single biggest artistic influence on my life'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9AAVLKEetmY/TswmDJ8ucNI/AAAAAAAABZE/I9LSxUhNmMU/s72-c/anne2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-5404700966161189370</id><published>2011-09-11T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T10:44:01.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divorce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9/11'/><title type='text'>A different sort of memorial...</title><content type='html'>If you've been following my blog for a while, you probably read &lt;a href="http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/09/nine-years-ago-today.html"&gt;my post about where I was on September 11th&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I wrote it last year and it tells the story pretty well.&amp;nbsp; At the time, I wasn't sure why I was doing that particular post on the 9th anniversary.&amp;nbsp; I feel like I should have waited.&amp;nbsp; Now I know why I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the tenth anniversary of the tragedy today.&amp;nbsp; Every minute of that day is still painful to think about. The worst part of it all was that I had no idea where my then boyfriend was and I thought he was working near the Empire State Building that day.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't find him for hours.&amp;nbsp; My boss at the time, who was only a few years older than me lost her husband in the second tower.&amp;nbsp; The sadness of that still lingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagined I'd be watching the 9/11 specials and tributes and crying with memories this Sunday.&amp;nbsp; But I can't.&amp;nbsp; Because 8 years ago today I was standing in front of a justice of the peace in a little town in Scotland with that same man, getting married.&amp;nbsp; Just the legal ceremony.&amp;nbsp; The big to-do in a castle with a kilt and bag pipes and a priestess was all the next day.&amp;nbsp; I didn't even dress up for the legal part.&amp;nbsp; But I had no idea how emotional we would all get.&amp;nbsp; Even the sweet old lady reading the vows choked up and had tears in her eyes.&amp;nbsp; So did he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the tenth anniversary of 9/11, I'm sitting with divorce papers on my desk.&amp;nbsp; This was &lt;i&gt;not &lt;/i&gt;of my choosing.&amp;nbsp; Not at all...that is a story for another day.&amp;nbsp; So as my heart is breaking into a million shards of broken glass, I can't watch anything about the towers or the aftermath or the terror threats.&amp;nbsp; I can't watch the memorials because I'm having one of my own over the end of a 15 year relationship with the love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, I have a lot to be thankful for today.&amp;nbsp; I've recently learned what wonderful, supportive friends and family I have.&amp;nbsp; They say you never really know someone until you go through a tragedy with them.&amp;nbsp; Well, now I've gone through two.&amp;nbsp; If I'd been posting about 9/11 alone, I'd tell you to go home, hug your loved ones and be thankful for what you have.&amp;nbsp; Posting now, with these papers on my desk, the sight of which make my hands shake and my heart drop to the floor, knowing I've probably seen someone I love more than anything in the world for the last time makes me want to scream it from the roof tops.&amp;nbsp; Treasure every moment.&amp;nbsp; You never know when it will be the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace to us all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-5404700966161189370?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/5404700966161189370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2011/09/different-sort-of-memorial.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5404700966161189370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5404700966161189370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2011/09/different-sort-of-memorial.html' title='A different sort of memorial...'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-9209462952990277497</id><published>2011-07-07T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T12:27:02.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='womanthology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kickstarter'/><title type='text'>Womanthology and my comic book debut</title><content type='html'>UPDATE:&amp;nbsp; We did it!&amp;nbsp; We hit our goal in less than 15 hours!&amp;nbsp; Let's keep going!&amp;nbsp; Here is what happens if we raise more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="" name="WhatWillYouDoIfYouMakeOverYourGoal"&gt;&lt;span class="question"&gt;What will you do if you make OVER your goal?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="faq-answer"&gt; The current Kickstarter goal amount would help us print a small run  (1500) of books. This will be 300 page, 9x12, Hardcover, full color  book. All money earned goes directly to printing costs and other fees  such as postage of the book to all of you fine people! :)&lt;br /&gt;Our current goal is 25,000. If we, by some miracle, make OVER that goal, here is what we will do;&lt;br /&gt;- Up to 50,000 will mean MORE books printed. Every book printed and  sold earns even more for our Charities :) We may even be able to afford a  special Womanthology table at a big upcoming con!&lt;br /&gt;- 50,000 - 70,000 I will put to funding the printing of ANOTHER  Charity book that will bring more opportunity to creators that just need  that chance! Not just women this time! :)&lt;br /&gt;- Over 70,000 .... if there was a miracle in the universe that would  allow us to earn more, my ultimate goal would be an expanded version of  what this book is about. To create an organization the supports new  creators and their creator owned comics, helps fund them to complete  their works, and get them out to major publishers for their chance to  shine. The comics industry NEEDS this right now! This would really be a  great way to support comics, and help move the industry an all the  fantastic creators in it, to brighter, more awesome future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="380px" src="http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/renaedeliz/womanthology-massive-all-female-comic-anthology/widget/card.html" width="220px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am about to write my very first comic!&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure I've ever been this excited!&amp;nbsp; It's all part of Womanthology, an upcoming anthology featuring the work of women in the industry...&lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; women!&amp;nbsp; And damn there are some great ones!&amp;nbsp; Contributors include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gail_Simone" target="_blank"&gt;Gail Simone&lt;/a&gt; ( DC writer, Wonder Woman, Birds of Prey, Secret Six)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ann_Nocenti" target="_blank"&gt;Annie Nocenti &lt;/a&gt;( Marvel writer, Dardevil, Editor for Uncanny X-Men, New Mutants)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://tumblr.mingdoyle.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Ming Doyle &lt;/a&gt;( Boom, Image, Marvel artist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Devin_K._Grayson" target="_blank"&gt;Devin Grayson&lt;/a&gt; (DC writer; Batman, Nightwing, New Titans)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://notthepornstar.deviantart.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Lauren Montgomery&lt;/a&gt; (Director &amp;amp; Storyboard Artist - Justice League, DC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://fstaples.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Fiona Staples&lt;/a&gt; (DC, Wildstorm, IDW , Vertigo artist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/June_Brigman" target="_blank"&gt;June Brigman&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;(Creator; Brenda Starr, Power Pack)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.samanthanewark.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Samantha Newark &lt;/a&gt;(Voice of JEM, Singer/Vocals - God of War, Hook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.grrl.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Bonnie Burton&lt;/a&gt;( Grrl.com)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I've mentioned the wonderful Bonnie Burton before.&amp;nbsp; Check out our interview about her wonderful &lt;i&gt;Star Wars Craft Book &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sheknows.com/entertainment/articles/834395/star-wars-craft-book-author-bonnie-burton"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Also, Samantha Newark doesn't know this, but I was just interviewed for the upcoming JEM DVD collection.&amp;nbsp; Showtime Synergy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="410px" src="http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/renaedeliz/womanthology-massive-all-female-comic-anthology/widget/video.html" width="480px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm honored to be working with artist Elisa Feliz, who's work you can check out &lt;a href="http://britney-x.deviantart.com/gallery/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; No hints on the story yet, but I'm really excited about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is why I'm writing.&amp;nbsp; We need to raise money to get this thing published.&amp;nbsp; (&lt;a href="http://idwpublishing.com/"&gt;IDW&lt;/a&gt; is doing it for us if we can get the funds.)&amp;nbsp; Do me a favor and check out the video and the website for the &lt;a href="http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/renaedeliz/womanthology-massive-all-female-comic-anthology?ref=card"&gt;Womanthology Kickstarter Project&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; You can donate as little as a dollar, but there are some really cool rewards for donating more.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;REALLY cool ones!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; All the info is in the site so take a look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...and this is a thing that's very close to my heart...you're helping inspire young women to pick up a pencil and draw, or write a script for or at the very least read comics.&amp;nbsp; I'll wear my cape in your name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-9209462952990277497?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/9209462952990277497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2011/07/womanthology-and-my-comic-book-debut.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/9209462952990277497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/9209462952990277497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2011/07/womanthology-and-my-comic-book-debut.html' title='Womanthology and my comic book debut'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-6150078961315933910</id><published>2011-06-10T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T15:27:31.390-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul calibur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lara croft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boob gate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ivy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blair butler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomb raider'/><title type='text'>Lara Croft's Boobs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YnqdoT7mstk/TfKXxQu3rSI/AAAAAAAABB4/KkuVQpW57Ow/s1600/LARA.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YnqdoT7mstk/TfKXxQu3rSI/AAAAAAAABB4/KkuVQpW57Ow/s1600/LARA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again!&amp;nbsp; First it's boob gate (thanks to the very awesome &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/theblairbutler"&gt;Blair Butler&lt;/a&gt; for coming up with the term), now we have Lara Croft's mammeries to argue about.&amp;nbsp; The most famous pair of video game breasts this side of &lt;i&gt;Soul Calibur&lt;/i&gt;'s Ivy are getting a reduction and it's caused quite a few arguments to start on the interwebs.&amp;nbsp; I hit the floor of E3 this week and got a behind-closed-doors look at the upcoming reboot of &lt;i&gt;Tomb Raider&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; You can read my preview &lt;a href="http://www.comingsoon.net/news/gamenews.php?id=78534"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; on Coming Soon for info on game play and why it seems weirdly masochistic, but today I'm talking about boobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kjKl035UFCk/TfKW-LmgpnI/AAAAAAAABBo/a9uy09s-O2I/s1600/IVYIVYIVY.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kjKl035UFCk/TfKW-LmgpnI/AAAAAAAABBo/a9uy09s-O2I/s1600/IVYIVYIVY.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maybe she uses super glue?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lara Croft looks very different this time around.&amp;nbsp; Certainly more realistic.&amp;nbsp; Her chest has gone from one that made her look like she would face plant if she stood on her toes to a large B/small C.&amp;nbsp; Some have argued that this is a non-issue, but the truth is, the game has been famous for more than just it's action.&amp;nbsp; There have been nude hacks, posters, fan clubs...even Angelina Jolie had them enhanced (not surgically...don't sue me) for the films.&amp;nbsp; Her breasts are a signature part of the character and there is no way this wasn't going to be noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be clear here.&amp;nbsp; I don't care how big or small her chest is.&amp;nbsp; I mentioned it on Twitter and Facebook last night and the discussion was intense. &amp;nbsp; Friendly and intense...I'm not trying to start a war here or imply in any way that there ever was one.&amp;nbsp; I was just really surprised at how many people felt that I should be thrilled by the change.&amp;nbsp; So many, in fact, that I thought I'd share my feelings about it all here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orBuplpLq84/TfKYZgfQcWI/AAAAAAAABB8/eVjFN5wQsxQ/s1600/1reboot.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orBuplpLq84/TfKYZgfQcWI/AAAAAAAABB8/eVjFN5wQsxQ/s1600/1reboot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;The new, less busty Lara Croft.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many issues with the way women have been portrayed in film and television.&amp;nbsp; It's changing, of course, but there is a long way to go.&amp;nbsp; I've also had issues with stupid/weak women in video games.&amp;nbsp; There is no way in hell that you could ever call Lara stupid or weak.&amp;nbsp; This goes back to the discussion about sexuality and geek women, and whether or not we need to neuter ourselves to be taken seriously.&amp;nbsp; As the very awesome Jane Espenson told me in &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/jane-espenson-on-game-of-_b_867257.html"&gt;our interview for Huffington Post&lt;/a&gt;, "I like to think of sci fi fans as people who genuinely embrace the idea  of infinite diversity in infinite combination.  Diversity includes the  sexy.  It just does.  There's no way around that.  We are simply going  to have to embrace the sexy."&amp;nbsp; Nothing wrong with being sexy AND kick ass.&amp;nbsp; And nothing about being sexy takes away from what you can do with your brain or your sword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPeJdMoZe14/TfKXBzqB3gI/AAAAAAAABBs/SdiTXPT61dw/s1600/story.janeadambouska.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPeJdMoZe14/TfKXBzqB3gI/AAAAAAAABBs/SdiTXPT61dw/s1600/story.janeadambouska.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;The incredibly talented Jane Espenson.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I care about is game play.&amp;nbsp; I don't care if Ivy's boobs are the size of pumpkins and there is no way they could stay in that strip of tooth floss.&amp;nbsp; That's the unrealistic style of &lt;i&gt;Soul Calibur&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I don't think Siegfried could hold a sword that size either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0i7xXBcpvAI/TfKXEx00EgI/AAAAAAAABBw/DMXZSMOfEHw/s1600/SIEGFRIED.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0i7xXBcpvAI/TfKXEx00EgI/AAAAAAAABBw/DMXZSMOfEHw/s320/SIEGFRIED.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;That's some sword you've got there, Siegfried!&amp;nbsp; Ahem.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not ask for realism in video games.&amp;nbsp; I ask for art design.&amp;nbsp; I ask for fun.&amp;nbsp; I ask for object permanence so my feet don't go &lt;i&gt;through&lt;/i&gt; the stairs instead of standing on them and my arms don't poke through walls.&amp;nbsp; I ask for fewer fire bats.&amp;nbsp; I ask for kick ass characters.&amp;nbsp; I laughed my ass off when someone told me on Twitter that it was unacceptable that her breasts were so unrealistic.&amp;nbsp; Realistic?&amp;nbsp; Oh, because it's totally realistic to have magic, or carry 50 items (including armor) in an invisible backpack, or to find treasure chests in every household, or to die and respawn or find &lt;i&gt;giant spinning coins lying all over the world&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Hedgehogs do not skateboard.&amp;nbsp; Girls in bikinis do not play sexy games on a private island that only you have been invited to.&amp;nbsp; Zombies are not running around, waiting to be taken down.&amp;nbsp; (Well, not yet.&amp;nbsp; I'm prepared for the zombie apocalypse, just in case.)&amp;nbsp; Why the hell should I care if a character has large, &lt;i&gt;unrealistic&lt;/i&gt; boobs?&amp;nbsp; I'm not looking to video games to tell me how I should look.&amp;nbsp; And if some guy won't date you because you don't look like Lara Croft...run from him.&amp;nbsp; Hell, he's probably not out of his basement anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OgtK9IAQPfo/TfKXH1Bu3HI/AAAAAAAABB0/dN7zk7XbmPY/s1600/TreasureChest.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OgtK9IAQPfo/TfKXH1Bu3HI/AAAAAAAABB0/dN7zk7XbmPY/s320/TreasureChest.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;I hope there's a pony inside!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'd love to hear your thoughts on this.&amp;nbsp; Pontificate below and happy gaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-6150078961315933910?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/6150078961315933910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2011/06/lara-crofts-boobs.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/6150078961315933910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/6150078961315933910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2011/06/lara-crofts-boobs.html' title='Lara Croft&apos;s Boobs'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YnqdoT7mstk/TfKXxQu3rSI/AAAAAAAABB4/KkuVQpW57Ow/s72-c/LARA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-8652344360774932287</id><published>2011-05-17T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T20:46:44.096-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lord of the rings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comicenter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boob gate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slave leia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragonsong'/><title type='text'>Geek and Gamer Girls, We're Unbelievable!</title><content type='html'>Geek girls have been all over the news lately, from Boobgate to &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/may-the-force-be-with-kat_b_786657.html"&gt;little Katie Goldman who was teased for liking &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/may-the-force-be-with-kat_b_786657.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star Wars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (and the unbelievable outpouring of support from geek girls all over the world) to why some people think &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Game of Thrones&lt;/span&gt; is for guys, to whether or not celebrity women are pandering to geeks.  I've talked about it.  I've discussed it on Twitter and &lt;a href="http://www.geekweek.com/2011/05/comicenter-episode-3.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ComiCenter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  I just chatted about it with my very good friend and honorary geek chick &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/elguapo1"&gt;George Roush&lt;/a&gt; and new buddy &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xByYLtYAm5s"&gt;Jennifer Landa&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.mygeeklady.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Geek Lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  (Check out the show below.)  But I thought it was time to put my feelings down, if not on paper, than on the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" id="clip_embed_player_flash" data="http://www.justin.tv/widgets/archive_embed_player.swf" bgcolor="#000000" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.justin.tv/widgets/archive_embed_player.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="auto_play=false&amp;amp;start_volume=25&amp;amp;title=MY GEEK LADY&amp;amp;channel=geekweek&amp;amp;archive_id=286102072"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.justin.tv/geekweek#r=-rid-&amp;amp;s=em" class="trk" style="padding:2px 0px 4px; display:block; width: 320px; font-weight:normal; font-size:10px; text-decoration:underline; text-align:center;"&gt;Watch live video from GeekWeek on Justin.tv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's easy to dismiss us because the prevailing feeling out there is that being a female geek is still an unusual thing.   I still have men look at me in shock when I tell them I play &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;World of Warcraft &lt;/span&gt;(to be fair, I might be mistaking that for what is really shock that I leave the house &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; play &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;World of Warcraft).  &lt;/span&gt;Not so very long ago, I told the producers of a show on a major gaming network that I love video games and comic books and they called me a unicorn.  Rare, they explained, because I don't look like a troll and I know what a drow is.  This from a network that regularly hires geek women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--MR4h9aRrSI/TdM-MKqfGII/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Bn2WnrkUb70/s1600/111Drow_001.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--MR4h9aRrSI/TdM-MKqfGII/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Bn2WnrkUb70/s320/111Drow_001.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607894339748305026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you're reading this, you probably know what a drow is too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't say this to slam them.  Not at all.  Our culture tells us that women who aren't ugly shouldn't have deep interests of any sort.  Yes, my friends, I am prepared for the shit storm that sentence is going to cause. But look at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; geek girls are being targeted as panderers and betrayers of their sex.  There are posts about how women who cosplay as Slave Leia or characters with any sort of sex appeal shouldn't be taken seriously.  (Read Bonnie Burton's fantastic &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bonniegrrl/5727486983/sizes/o/in/photostream/"&gt;post on SFX&lt;/a&gt; about this.)  There are posts about how hot, famous chicks couldn't possibly be into geek stuff.  They're just talking about it to get guys to think they're cool.  (Oh my, how the worm has turned.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eMWfG9uBmHk/TdM-MQLZKcI/AAAAAAAAA8g/ZD0mkY04Ukg/s1600/111slave_leia_image_carrie_fisher_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eMWfG9uBmHk/TdM-MQLZKcI/AAAAAAAAA8g/ZD0mkY04Ukg/s320/111slave_leia_image_carrie_fisher_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607894341228505538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As Bonnie Burton said, Slave Leia strangled Jabba all by herself...in a metal bikini.  Hardly a weak woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this reminds me of a few of my feminist friends...and yes, I proudly identify myself as a feminist...back in college who told me I couldn't be a feminist and wear makeup/be a makeup artist/do my hair/care about my appearance, etc.  As though being attractive disqualifies you from being smart or caring about anything.  Of cooourse. Attractive women don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have &lt;/span&gt;to have interests.  People give them things as soon as they bat their painted lashes.  Interests and hobbies are for people who don't have social lives or mascara, and have to occupy their hours with comic books because no one will talk to them. Apparently you don't count as a feminist/geek if you fall into that category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AYf5kn7CnXg/TdM-MItpIEI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/c0ZL5B2Qjyg/s1600/111girl-geek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AYf5kn7CnXg/TdM-MItpIEI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/c0ZL5B2Qjyg/s320/111girl-geek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607894339224674370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a stereotype that will disappear any time soon.  And it does exist for a reason.  I'm not saying no one out there has ever pandered or used liking something to look cool/get guys/land jobs.  But I'm sorry, I can decorate my face and still want equal pay for equal work.  I can talk about having boobs (I'm sure you read the post where amazing blogger Jill Pantozzi was called out for naming her blog &lt;a href="http://www.thenerdybird.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Has Boobs, Reads Comics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) and dress in sexy costumes and still be able to talk about comics and video games with conviction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--CyhBSt-gMM/TdM-M83V_sI/AAAAAAAAA8w/MJXJbepED_I/s1600/1111geek-gamer-girls-t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--CyhBSt-gMM/TdM-M83V_sI/AAAAAAAAA8w/MJXJbepED_I/s320/1111geek-gamer-girls-t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607894353224007362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where does that leave us?  Well, there is very little we can do about the guys and what they say or think, other than to continue to have the conversation.  But there is something we can do about our own community from the inside.  We can support each other.  We don't need to be tearing each other apart from within.  Calling each other out for names of blogs and threatening to punch a fellow geek in &lt;a href="http://synthesis.net/2011/05/03/having-tits-and-liking-spider-man-isnt-shocking-anymore/"&gt;''her stupid boobs''&lt;/a&gt; is not helping.  Telling someone that the way &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a geek is far more legitimate than the way &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; a geek isn't either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that I mentioned on the ComiCenter podcast is the difference between geeks.  There are the exclusionary geeks who say, ''I know this really cool thing about Batman and you're an idiot because you don't,'' and the more welcoming sort who say, ''I know this really cool thing about Batman.  Do you want to know too?  That way we can geek out together.''  I'm hoping we're moving towards the second sort.  Maybe we stop judging those who might have just entered the world of comics because of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iron Man&lt;/span&gt; or&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Thor&lt;/span&gt;, or just read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Watchmen&lt;/span&gt; for the first time.  They can be just as excited as those who read it years ago.   Or those who didn't start playing video games with Pong.  Are they less legit because they're new?  Do you remember the first time you read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lord of the Rings&lt;/span&gt;?  The wonder you felt?  It is possible to feel the same thing, even if you only read it after the trilogy came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4FqugfvSiak/TdM-h8xt4YI/AAAAAAAAA84/oYsHvyzQBKI/s1600/IMG_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4FqugfvSiak/TdM-h8xt4YI/AAAAAAAAA84/oYsHvyzQBKI/s320/IMG_0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607894713977659778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me in the Owl Ship.  I like it more than my Honda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what we do.  We support &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; types of geeks.  We welcome new ones to our ranks.  We stay vocal about what we love and support films/TV shows/blogs that reflect our interests.  And we geek out in any way we want, whether that means auditioning for geek shows, playing with plastic lightsabers, tattooing our arms with geek symbols, posting in the Facebook group the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?sk=group_208696055816733&amp;amp;id=217504988269173&amp;amp;notif_t=group_activity"&gt;League of Extraordinary Ladies&lt;/a&gt;, dressing up as either Slave Leia &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; Senator Leia and not judging either way, using our extensive knowledge of Middle Earth to impress a guy (no, that does NOT make you less legitimate), carrying our dogeared copies of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dragonsong&lt;/span&gt; proudly on the subway, tweeting the Daffy Duck version of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/span&gt; oath...be proud and loud about your geekiness, ladies.  We are everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-StbnmHjZ0/TdM-MvIwGrI/AAAAAAAAA8o/xQHMz_YL2us/s1600/1111greenlanterndaffy"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-StbnmHjZ0/TdM-MvIwGrI/AAAAAAAAA8o/xQHMz_YL2us/s320/1111greenlanterndaffy" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607894349538925234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="messageBody"&gt;''In  Blackest Day or Brightest Night...um, watermelon, cantalope, yada  yada...a superstitious and cowardly lot...with liberty and justice for  all!''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-8652344360774932287?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/8652344360774932287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2011/05/geek-and-gamer-girls-were-unbelievable.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/8652344360774932287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/8652344360774932287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2011/05/geek-and-gamer-girls-were-unbelievable.html' title='Geek and Gamer Girls, We&apos;re Unbelievable!'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--MR4h9aRrSI/TdM-MKqfGII/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Bn2WnrkUb70/s72-c/111Drow_001.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-2505526291908334778</id><published>2011-03-01T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T17:05:18.861-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='did you see that stupid commercial'/><title type='text'>New Blog!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to let you know that I started a new blog called "Did You See That Stupid Commerical?"  As I told a friend of mine, it was either that or throw a shoe at my television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I've taken on the stupid "Ankle Show" Old Navy commercials, talking cereal and the dual bathtubs in the Cialis ads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look by clicking &lt;a href="http://didyouseethatstupidcommercial.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-cant-have-sex-in-dual-bathtubs.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and let me know what you think.  If you like it, please subscribe.  And feel free to leave ideas for commercials you'd like me to take on.  I can promise only one thing.  I won't be kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WatYdEF3kTY/TW2XoqMn7pI/AAAAAAAAA0g/psYIRQvx3NM/s1600/potted%2Bmeat"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WatYdEF3kTY/TW2XoqMn7pI/AAAAAAAAA0g/psYIRQvx3NM/s320/potted%2Bmeat" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579282238159711890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO Jenna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-2505526291908334778?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/2505526291908334778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/2505526291908334778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/2505526291908334778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-blog.html' title='New Blog!!!!'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WatYdEF3kTY/TW2XoqMn7pI/AAAAAAAAA0g/psYIRQvx3NM/s72-c/potted%2Bmeat' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-4089458930488954027</id><published>2011-02-26T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T23:16:48.121-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghost hunters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spartacus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guilty pleasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghost adventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amanda tapping'/><title type='text'>TV Guilty Pleasures</title><content type='html'>My name is Jenna and I watch some weird-ass television.  I blame it on those dangerous holiday marathons.  I work at home a lot, you know.  I sit in my pj's with a glass of wine, banging away on the keys and in the background is whatever marathon they have playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yGNDVO4xUhw/TWn5CMoth0I/AAAAAAAAA0A/scNss8KurC8/s1600/funny-pictures-kitten-is-watching-television-and-will-do-your-task-later.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yGNDVO4xUhw/TWn5CMoth0I/AAAAAAAAA0A/scNss8KurC8/s320/funny-pictures-kitten-is-watching-television-and-will-do-your-task-later.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578263429622105922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have been known to watch soap operas.  Don't judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deadliest Catch&lt;/span&gt; sucked me in.  I'm a vegetarian for frak's sake!  How can I spend hours on end watching unwashed men scream at each other while catching pounds of crabs?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NsFusI7upDY/TWn3J-93P3I/AAAAAAAAAzg/9VhSRQZsxwk/s1600/Captain%2BPhil"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NsFusI7upDY/TWn3J-93P3I/AAAAAAAAAzg/9VhSRQZsxwk/s320/Captain%2BPhil" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578261364368424818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;R.I.P. Captain Phil.  Sniff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Halloween it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ghost Adventures&lt;/span&gt;.  I've said it before, but I got to go hunting with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ghost Hunters&lt;/span&gt; at the &lt;a href="http://www.geekweek.com/2010/01/ghost-hunters-international-returns-to-scare-the-pants-off-you.html"&gt;Stanley Hotel&lt;/a&gt; (yeah, that's the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shining&lt;/span&gt; hotel and creepy as hell) in a group with &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/amanda-tapping-launches-c_b_350257.html"&gt;Amanda Tapping&lt;/a&gt;.  I've been unable to resist ghost hunting shows ever since.  I started watching because lead investigator Zak Bagans looks like a good buddy of mine.  (Fellow journos, you KNOW who I'm talking about.)  Now I can't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CqMRmbLIU00/TWn3MLIQ2kI/AAAAAAAAAz4/Sd1OZDq_cH0/s1600/Zak%2BGhost%2BAdventures"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CqMRmbLIU00/TWn3MLIQ2kI/AAAAAAAAAz4/Sd1OZDq_cH0/s320/Zak%2BGhost%2BAdventures" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578261401993009730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm going to jump on the band wagon and tease him about the incubus/succubus thing.  See?  If you watched, you'd know what I mean by that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsarama.com/tv/Spartacus-Lawless-DeKnight-Whitfield-100122.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spartacus: Blood and Sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and it's prequel&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Spartacus: Gods of the Arena&lt;/span&gt; may be soft core porn, but it's gladiators, ancient Rome and Lucy Lawless.  It's unapologetic and violent and I love every dirty, salacious minute of it.  Come on, it's boobs, blood and ancient fluffers!  Also, I want to create a drinking game based on the number of times they say "absent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--LlpUDJu5yg/TWn3LjrcIII/AAAAAAAAAzw/8RKZyM8lmmI/s1600/spartacus_blood_and_sand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--LlpUDJu5yg/TWn3LjrcIII/AAAAAAAAAzw/8RKZyM8lmmI/s320/spartacus_blood_and_sand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578261391403131010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh Andy.  Get well soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm avoiding work tonight by watching Zak tell spirits who their daddy is, I got to thinking about guilty TV pleasures.  You know, those shows you're embarrassed to tell people you love.  The ones that make them sneer at you and roll their eyes...to cover up for the fact that they weep through &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Bachelor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cNti4BhTPTY/TWn3LQHwFNI/AAAAAAAAAzo/cifRVffSWwU/s1600/ironchef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cNti4BhTPTY/TWn3LQHwFNI/AAAAAAAAAzo/cifRVffSWwU/s320/ironchef.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578261386153170130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really, really miss the Japanese &lt;/span&gt;Iron Chef&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.  The dubbing was priceless.  "Oh, the carrots feel so luxurious in my mouth!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So what are yours?  My goal is to expose us all for the goofballs we are.  I posted the request on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/JennaBusch"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1231353917"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; 10 minutes ago and already I have over 20 different entries.  Leave me your guilty pleasure in the comments or on either one of those sites.  I'll post the results next week.  Come on.  It will feel so good to know you're not the only one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-4089458930488954027?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/4089458930488954027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2011/02/tv-guilty-pleasures.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4089458930488954027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4089458930488954027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2011/02/tv-guilty-pleasures.html' title='TV Guilty Pleasures'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yGNDVO4xUhw/TWn5CMoth0I/AAAAAAAAA0A/scNss8KurC8/s72-c/funny-pictures-kitten-is-watching-television-and-will-do-your-task-later.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-3932181517560225559</id><published>2011-01-10T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T12:22:21.137-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no strings attached'/><title type='text'>Oh Chick Flicks, How I Hate You-"No Strings Attached"</title><content type='html'>I review films for a number of sites, but this is a bit more of a blog than a review. It's kind of a hate letter to chick flicks.   As some of you know, I just interviewed director Ivan Reitman for Coming Soon and got the scoop on the next&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ghostbusters&lt;/span&gt; film.  I do so love that man.  Not only did he give us Slimer (anyone else remember drinking Hi-C Ecto Cooler?) but he's an incredibly nice man.  I just attended a screening of his new film "No Strings Attached" and I was all ready to like it...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it's Ivan, not because of the subject matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate chick flicks.  Just despise them.  Oh, there are exceptions.  I loved &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lady Jane&lt;/span&gt;.  Historical chick flicks can still get me.  I do love a good love story.  I just hate the stupid rom com formula.  I know the very blah couple will be attracted to each other.  There will be a series of hijinks and misunderstandings specially designed to keep them apart.  They'll end up together.  There will be a cute montage over the credits.  I can tell you the entire story from the trailer.  They bore the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the reason is the fantasy of it all.  This is coming from someone who reads books about dragons.  But at least I accept that I'm unlikely to run into one on Hollywood Blvd.  The fantasy of the perfect guy who has no flaws coming to sweep you off your feet is bullshit, yet I hear over and over from both men and women that they really do believe the perfect person is out there.  When they meet someone who is otherwise wonderful, that one little flaw messes them up and they break it off or complain about why it just won't work.   They're just not movie quality material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, understand, I'm happily married and I've been with my husband for 14 years.  He's seriously awesome and I'm convinced we were meant to be together.  It was and is a damn good love story and I'd watch a film about it.  Seriously, you wouldn't believe me if I told it to you how it all happened!  But we both have flaws.  After this many years, they're part of what I love about him.  Anyway, like I said, a good love story is all right with me.  Aragorn and his elf lady.  The sweetly tragic &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Lion in Winter&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Princess Bride&lt;/span&gt;.  All favorites of mine.  It's the "saving" thing I can't stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In "No Strings Attached," we have a woman who is too busy for a relationship.  The story is a bit of a mess.  The couple (Natalie Portman and Ashton Kutcher) meet as teens in camp and she tells him she's not an affectionate person.  They meet again years later and drags him to her father's funeral.  She tells him he'd be better off not knowing her.  Later in the script, we're told that she's only been frozen since dealing with her mother in the aftermath of her father's death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, wherever it started, she's got relationship issues.  All she wants is a fuck buddy.  No room for the perfect man who loves her and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;has no flaws!&lt;/span&gt;  Yup.  Ashton's character has bad things happen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; him but doesn't have a single thing wrong with him.  (Makes him boring as hell in my book.)  He puts up with Natalie's crazy.  He makes her mix tapes.  He takes her to fun places.  He loves her with all his heart.  He &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;holds &lt;/span&gt;her.  He doesn't even have a zit.  Eventually, she caves.  He 'saves' her from herself.  Surprise, surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I loved listening to writer Elizabeth Meriwether speak.  She's funny.  Reitman said she's got a great understanding of her generations.  But all I saw here was a reversal of the usual chick flick.  In those, a perfect woman, far too pretty to be single, who's co-workers/family/friends don't get the perfectness of her being, meets a guy who is unobtainable.  He's emotionally unavailable either because he doesn't want a relationship or he's already in one with a bitch (she &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; to be a bitch or we might actually sympathize with her) who just doesn't get him.  In the end, he falls in love with her.  She 'saves' him.  It's the same damn thing.  Sure, this film is a little more raunchy then the traditional fare, but hey, so is the younger generation.  I think one of the first mistakes was having a director, wonderful though he is, on a film for far younger people.  If he's like the rest of the older generation of Hollywood, he was so amused by the raunchiness and the phenomenon of social networking and navigating that world while dating that he didn't notice all the problems with the script.  Ooh, it's different!  It's the voice of a younger generation!  Look at those crazy kids and their Facethingies and Tweeters!  The script is so fresh and different!  Imagine...women saying dirty things!  Heehee!  Here's the thing.  For those of us IN that generation, this isn't fresh and new.  It's our life.  So we don't have to wade through all of that.  We can clearly see the script problems, and the flawless, unreal character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newness and raunchy words from women are so normal to us, that it's also impossible to miss how underused this wonderful cast was.  We get some great funny moments from Kevin Kline as the pot smoking dad dating his son's ex-girlfriend.  But you've got Cary Elwes and you give him 3 lines?  What the fuck?  (See?  Women curse.)  Greta Gerwig, Olivia Thirlby, Adhir Kalyan...he's just a prop!  Why stuff the cast with awesomeness and give them nothing to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing was uneven and unbelievable.  No one is so flawed that they'd turn down a guy like this.  There IS no guy like this.  And the sex scene...oh god.  Very uncomfortable.  A still shot on the face during a scene that...I'm sorry.  I don't care how cute he is.  No woman, issues or not, is going to be okay with it going that quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know.  No one is going to stop making these things.  Some people love them.  I know plenty of people who think my love of scifi is stupid.  (Those people are crazy.  Who doesn't love a time-traveling purple talking dragon on a spaceship?)  I'm just saying that, if you're going to do the unbelievable, save me from myself, it's all going to work out in the end and we'll never have a fight for the rest of our lives and pour syrup over our heads-we're just so sickeningly sweet thing, at least try to have an even script.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Proposal&lt;/span&gt; managed it.  This one didn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-3932181517560225559?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/3932181517560225559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-chick-flicks-how-i-hate-you-no.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/3932181517560225559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/3932181517560225559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-chick-flicks-how-i-hate-you-no.html' title='Oh Chick Flicks, How I Hate You-&quot;No Strings Attached&quot;'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-3437398945347697069</id><published>2010-12-09T07:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T08:28:26.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Wear STAR WARS-Share STAR WARS' and Support Katie the STAR WARS Girl!</title><content type='html'>A little while back, I spoke to Carrie Goldman, the mother of Katie the STAR WARS girl for The Huffington Post.  (Check out the article &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/may-the-force-be-with-kat_b_786657.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  And &lt;a href="http://www.chicagonow.com/blogs/portrait_of_an_adoption/2010/12/adopted-by-the-geeks-and-nerds.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is an update from her mom.)  The story in a nutshell: Carrie wrote an article about her daughter Katie, a first grader who was teased for carrying a STAR WARS water bottle to class.  She was told it was a 'boy thing.'  The entire internet exploded.  Geek girls and guys everywhere sent messages of support and love.  Someone on Facebook organized a 'Support Katie' day, telling everyone to wear a STAR WARS shirt on Friday, December 10th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TQEDMNPRjmI/AAAAAAAAAvA/DifQtUDS2KY/s1600/Katie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TQEDMNPRjmI/AAAAAAAAAvA/DifQtUDS2KY/s320/Katie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548719724144201314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie told me that she had received so many incredible gestures of support and offers to send STAR WARS toys to Katie that she wanted to re-brand the day, 'Wear STAR WARS-Share STAR WARS' and have people donate a scifi or science gift to charity.   I mentioned that, in addition to donating the toy, you should mark it 'for boys OR girls' so it doesn't go in the boy pile.  So before I continue, I really want to encourage you to donate.  Yeah, I know you all collect STAR WARS toys.  I certainly do.  There are two lightsabers in my trunk right this very moment.  But let one go, guys.  Show your support.  Help our young geeky brethern in need.  I have my Darth Vader shirt at the ready and a box of toys marked as unisesx.  May the Force Be With You all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to get across two things here.  First, we geeks have all experienced something like this.  I played Pac-Man as a kid, I begged for a chemistry set for Christmas.  I loved Dungeons &amp;amp; Dragons and one of the first books I can remember reading over and over was my STAR WARS companion book.  I was Princess Leia for Halloween.  Yes, my friends, I am a life long geek.  Now, I hung out with a lot of boys when I was a kid, so I really wasn't teased.  It wasn't until I got older that people couldn't understand why I liked 'guy stuff.'  Honestly, I still get looks of shock when I mention being a level 64 Human Retribution Paladin in 'World of Warcraft' or watching every single series SyFy produces.  It sounds funny.  People seem to have no problem with it.  But the surprise lingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Carrie and I talked about gender roles and who is supposed to like what, I did a lot of thinking.  Sure, we are more likely to see smart women on television and in film.  But there is still a tendency to make any woman who likes science or scifi either a hot babe with big boobs so it's all a shock, or a homely girl with glasses and a weird sweater who has no social skills whatsoever.  We've got Joss Whedon giving us fantastic, smart women for whom a love of computers or space ships are no surprise, but a certain stupid network keeps canceling his shows.  A large portion of the country still looks at smart women as an anomaly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really surprised me that, even in the comments people left after our interview, people looked at the word 'geek' as an insult.  So what do we do?  We're not going to change the world in a week by wishing on a Tribble.  What we can do is this.  Continue to show our strength as geek women (and men) by continuing to be public about it. We can encourage the young girls in our lives to love WHATEVER they want to love.  (We can do the same thing with boys who like dolls.)  And we can donate a scifi toy, asking that it go to a little girl in need.  Hey, if you have kids, encourage them to donate their unused toys and let them know that microscope or robot can go to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, show your love for all things geek this holiday.  Pull out your lightsabers and action figures.  Do it for Katie and every little kid out there who loves the sound of spaceships more than My Little Pony.  Do it for your inner geek.  Merry Happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-3437398945347697069?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/3437398945347697069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/12/wear-star-wars-share-star-wars-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/3437398945347697069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/3437398945347697069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/12/wear-star-wars-share-star-wars-and.html' title='&apos;Wear STAR WARS-Share STAR WARS&apos; and Support Katie the STAR WARS Girl!'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TQEDMNPRjmI/AAAAAAAAAvA/DifQtUDS2KY/s72-c/Katie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-5319552066824094460</id><published>2010-11-23T20:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T21:05:55.565-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun chips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save the planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going green'/><title type='text'>I'll Totally Go Green...Except for This</title><content type='html'>I'm saving the planet, I swear.  I reuse the paper when my stupid printer  spits out half a document.  I turn off the water when I'm brushing my  teeth.  I recycle my wine bottles, ensuring at least another ten years  of glass for the rest of the world. I turn off the spiral light bulbs  that remind me of icing when I'm playing World of Warcraft.  These are  all good ideas, and I'm happy to do it.  But there are two 'going green'  items that I despise.  I mean, I hate them with a wild, burning  passion.  Low flow toilets and low flow shower heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TOyaE4TMOUI/AAAAAAAAAuY/cTQaSay_Dwc/s1600/wine_bottles_teuy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TOyaE4TMOUI/AAAAAAAAAuY/cTQaSay_Dwc/s320/wine_bottles_teuy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542974650009270594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure about other  states, but every once in a while, California sends out a low flow  shower head to it's residents.  Now, I have no hard data on this, but  I'm pretty damn sure most of those remain in the box.  I feel bad.  I  mean, they're trying.  Saving water is a good thing.  I want to be able  to shower in real water in the future, not take a dust bath like a  chinchilla.  (Darn, those little guys are adorable.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gkc57zC4t-U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gkc57zC4t-U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here is the thing.  I have long hair.  Always have.  I wrapped it around donut-shaped frames to be Princess Leia when I was a kid.  I twisted it into braids.  I had a gym teacher who used to grab my pigtails and tell me he was riding a motorcycle.  (I know that sounds dirty now, but I swear it wasn't.)  It's part of my identity and after an especially disastrous hair cut in sixth grade that had me crying in a bathroom, telling my mom I looked like a blond Annie, I will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; have it.  Long hair requires washing and I'm sorry, but using a low flow shower head is like standing under a drooling ogre.  Just doesn't getcha clean, know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TOya9NmaKgI/AAAAAAAAAug/EQIazYcCdK4/s1600/Star%2BWars%2Bchick"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TOya9NmaKgI/AAAAAAAAAug/EQIazYcCdK4/s320/Star%2BWars%2Bchick" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542975617799694850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any of you been in Europe lately?  Ever seen those double button toilets?  The ones that have an option for the amount of water you want to use?  (I'll discuss troll boogers and the spiders in my basement for hours, but I don't think you need me to be graphic &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;, do you?) Anyway, why the hell don't we have those in America?  Seems logical, right?  If you have to flush a low flow toilet more than once, it kind of defeats the purpose.  And in that vein, why don't we have a low flow/high flow option on our shower heads?  I don't think people &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to waste water.  I'd be perfectly happy to switch over to a lower setting while soaping my hair and singing Bill Murray's lounge lizard version of the 'Star Wars' theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/53DQgbj2mIc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/53DQgbj2mIc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just saying, if you want people to adopt something, don't be stupid about it.  Now, I'm off to eat my last bag Sun Chips in the now-0fficially-banned-biodegradable-extra-loud bag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-5319552066824094460?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/5319552066824094460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/11/ill-totally-go-greenexcept-for-this.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5319552066824094460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5319552066824094460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/11/ill-totally-go-greenexcept-for-this.html' title='I&apos;ll Totally Go Green...Except for This'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TOyaE4TMOUI/AAAAAAAAAuY/cTQaSay_Dwc/s72-c/wine_bottles_teuy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-2895815382030048849</id><published>2010-09-10T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T00:33:29.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine Years Ago Today</title><content type='html'>Nine years ago today, I wasn't a writer.  Nine years ago today, I was in line in NYC waiting for an audition, complaining about getting up at the ass crack of dawn. Nine years ago today, I didn't lose anyone I loved.  But, nine years ago today, my life changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours did too.  No matter what state you live in.  Or what country for that matter.  My boss at the time lost her husband.  Yes I knew him.  Not well, but I will now remember every moment of those few meetings for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't look at pictures from that day without losing the ability to speak for a few moments.  I remember when all the TV stations decided we'd had enough sadness and stopped showing them.  But I read a few posts on Facebook today from parents saying their kids didn't know about 9/11.  And I passed someone on a hike talking about it.  I heard 'never forget.'  So I'm writing this.  Because I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 4:30 am to audition for some nameless musical.  That's what I used to do back then.  Probably surprising to most of you.  I haven't been on stage in years.  I still sing in the car, but part of my desire for that career disappeared after this particular attempt.  I don't know how it works now, but back then, members of Actor's Equity had to line up super early for a choice audition spot.  I brought my folding chair that looks like it belongs to an old person.  (Doubles as a cane)  I spent hours chatting with brand new bestest friends.  It happens when you're forced together for hours like that.  It was a beautiful late summer day.  Not a cloud in the sky.  Everyone always mentions that, don't they?  We can never stop talking about the weather, no matter what happens to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all started to file into the Citicorp building.  You know, the one with the slanty top.  There was a church with a stage in the basement and we all sat there in the audience, waiting for our turn.  Someone gasped into the nervous silence...we were about to get our spots and once the nerves start, even gabby girls like me shut up.  We all turned to hear someone turn up their Walkman, and a radio announcer said, '...massive loss of life expected.'  We listened as the report told us about a plane hitting one of the Twin Towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback...because I did have one.  My late grandmother took me to see them when I was a little girl.  I lived on Long Island and she took my sister and I in all the time.  I remembered standing under them, looking up.  They were so tall, it seemed like they were moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second flashback...they were coming on fast as I waited, shell shocked like everyone else, for an audition time.  My then boyfriend, now husband telling me that I could always find out which direction I was walking by looking for the towers.  I remember thinking that was brilliant.  And that I was a bit slow.  I'd been in and out of the city since I was a baby and I'd never once thought of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some part of me was still thinking that it had been a little plane.  The word 'massive' still hadn't sunk in.  I walked up the stairs to the street when it hit me that my dad was going to be working in the same building that day and he was meeting me for breakfast.  I was grabbing my cell out to call him and tell him what happened...like he wouldn't have known...when I saw a woman run in, sobbing, to a pay phone.  My hands started to shake a bit.  You know that feeling when you walk into a room and you just know the people in it are about to tell you something horrible?  As I walked up on to the midtown street, it was like a nuclear bomb had gone off.  Every car was stopped on the street.  Taxis had their doors open and their radios on.  People were crowed around each of the zillion stores selling TV's and cell phones that every big city has. That's when I heard about the second plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked in a daze to the Lexington Avenue stop to catch the N train home to Astoria, I left my dad a thousand messages, telling him not to come in.  I called my boyfriend over and over to tell him to come home, but my phone had stopped working.  I stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and it fell out of my hand.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I couldn't remember where he was!&lt;/span&gt;  He was supposed to be loading in a theater production on the upper west side.  I'll never forget it.  It was 'The Shape of Things' with Paul Rudd and Rachel Weicz.  But that day, I thought he was supposed to be near the Empire State building, getting some sort of equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt sick.  I picked up the phone and started to run in that direction, but all of a sudden, a cop ran past me, saying 'Miss, don't go that way.  We're going to shut it down.  Get on a train and go home.  Not sure how he knew I didn't live in that direction, but I ran back to the subway.  I kept trying to call him.  Over and over.  Once or twice I got his voice mail, but mostly nothing.  I actually remember trying to sound calm so I wouldn't upset him.  I had no idea what was happening, but I'd heard the word 'terrorists' and landmarks just didn't seem like a good place to be.  As I got to the station, I realized he was indeed uptown and finally started breathing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I entered the subway, I heard an announcement declaring that this was the last train out of the station that day, but they apparently didn't mention it inside the train.  Someone getting off saw my walking stick/chair and asked if I was a nurse, laughing.  I kept saying to myself, 'You have no idea what just happened.  You have no idea what just happened.'  These people had no idea they were on the last train out of the city.  And as the train emerged from the tunnel, I saw the towers standing for the last time.  The smoke was incredible.  I could already smell it.  I tried calling everyone I knew.  No one answered.  No one on the street where I lived seemed to know anything.  I got home and called everyone from my land line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my mother answered.  She told me my dad was in a car with two co-workers and they were heading home.  She asked if I was going back in to the audition.  'What?  Are you kidding me?  We were just hit by a terrorist!  I think the audition &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt; be canceled, Ma.'  The TV was on by this time.  'Oh my god, they just hit the Pentagon!'  My mother said, 'No they didn't. Not on Channel 2.'  I practically yelled, 'Well, on Channel 4, they did!'  I hung up and tried Eric again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally...FINALLY...I got through.  He was on his way home, walking.  From 76th Street in Manhattan to Astoria.  (I did something similar, walking from downtown Manhattan to Astoria during the famous blackout a few years later, but that's a story for another day.)  I think I may have dropped to the floor.  I couldn't remember later, but I had a bruise on one knee and one hand.  And while I waited, I did what we all did.  I watched CNN.  It would be months before I felt comfortable turning it off.  I wandered around my apartment, wondering if the entire country would be attacked.  Wondering if Eric would make it home alright.  Wondering if anything would ever be the same.  And every time I passed a mirror, I saw someone I didn't recognize.  I kept repeating, 'This is what shock looks like.  This is what fear looks like.'  Strange, I know.  But I was an actor.  Some weird autopilot after years of training that tells you to step back when you feel something and remember it.  Seems really bizarre and selfish to me now, but if you're going to remember, you remember it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later, when I had spoken to everyone in my family and Eric had come home with stories of free ice cream and water from people on the street, I fell asleep.  I spent the next days glued to the television.  Then I got a phone call.  A friend of mine who worked at the same makeup counter told me they couldn't find our boss's husband.  There were only three of us who worked there.  The manager was this man's cousin.  The CFO was his sister.  We all knew and loved our boss, who was only a few years older than I was.  And so I went back to the city, to 23rd Street, to help pass out flyers with his picture.  Maybe someone had seen him.  Yeah.  Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made us get off the subway at Times Square and walk the rest of the way.  It was a ghost town for the most part.  Paper everywhere.  And the smell.  My god, the smell.  The further down I went, the more smoke and paper there was.  And finally, people, passing out flyers, asking me to keep my eyes open for their husband/daughter/friend/co-worker/son/wife/girlfriend...sobbing, red-eyed people begging me to look.  And I did.  I did.  By the time I reached the apartment, I had a stack of them.  And I looked at every single solitary one, memorizing the faces.  And I looked all the way home.  I saw no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I went inside, one of the girls told me that someone had seen my boss's husband in the second tower, helping people in an elevator.  And then it fell.  He wasn't coming back.  We went upstairs, we sat in the living room, listening to her crying and screaming and calling his name.  She never came out.  But her family was there.  We asked her mother if there was anything we could do, she yelled, 'Can you give me my son-in-law back?  Then no.'  Her sister told us that we should probably go home.  Our boss was in no shape for us and we couldn't do anything.  We left in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally went back to work, days later, no one was buying lipstick.  (I worked at a makeup counter.  I forgot to say that.)  And if they did, they said things like, 'This is to help us get back.'  Walking to work, I saw a tank driving down Fifth Avenue.  I bought an American flag scarf from a street vendor.  I wore it everywhere.  As the days went by, I saw funeral after funeral at St. Patrick's Cathedral.  There was one when I went in, one at lunch, one as I left.  It sucked the heart right out of me.  I rarely cried, though people left work daily in tears.  But I'm one of those people who look like icebergs at funerals.  I don't cry in public.  You know when it finally happened?  Remember the pillars of light that they put up as a memorial?  I went on my roof alone to see them and sobbed for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't live in NYC anymore.  I have to shut off old 'Friends' reruns when I see shots of the towers.  I don't want to hear about any of it anymore.  Even nine years later, I still feel sick when I think about that day.  But we can't forget.  We shouldn't.  So here it is.  My story.  I didn't lose a loved one.  I'll admit to getting pretty clingy with my poor husband for a few months, but he's still here. It's not a revelation.  I've told people before.  My story isn't going to give you a picture of a person who died that day or tell a tale of heroism or luck or horror.  It's just one of thousands of stories about a New Yorker who was in the city that day.  Thought I'd feel a little bit lighter after writing it.  Funny, I don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-2895815382030048849?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/2895815382030048849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/09/nine-years-ago-today.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/2895815382030048849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/2895815382030048849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/09/nine-years-ago-today.html' title='Nine Years Ago Today'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-8902741056741025899</id><published>2010-09-06T22:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T00:24:07.092-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pillars of the Earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World of Warcraft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The American'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waterhouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek'/><title type='text'>It's Okay to Hate Art</title><content type='html'>I'm about to say something that's either going to make you think I know nothing about culture or feel the need to clap your hands together while you nod in agreement.  So here it is.  Sometimes artsy is boring.  I'm sorry, but it's true.  Admit it!  Oh, go ahead.  I won't judge you.  I don't care how much you pretend to love something to make yourself look like you 'get it' or keep people from thinking you're a Neanderthal.  Sometimes art can be a snooze fest.  I know what I'm talking about here.  I have a BFA in Musical Theater.  And yes, I know that sentence alone makes me sound pretentious.  Trust me.  It ends there.  Because during my stay at Syracuse University, I failed to see the entertainment value in some of the 'classic' plays I read.  Oh, I see the purpose.  The intent.  The message.  I 'get it.'  But I'm bored.  And no way would I have said any of that to the other students.  Even though I know at least half of them were thinking the very same thing. I could hear them snoring in class.  I even got a bunch of them to admit it while drunk.  (Oh thank the flying spaghetti monster we did NOT have &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1231353917"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; when I was in college.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TIXju3m_MpI/AAAAAAAAAqo/1LSbDeiW8ro/s1600/1+flying+spaghetti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TIXju3m_MpI/AAAAAAAAAqo/1LSbDeiW8ro/s400/1+flying+spaghetti.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514063713126003346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not lying when I say I love Shakespeare.  But I am when I say I love 'Waiting for Godot.'  Just an example.  I understand the themes.  I appreciate the meaning.  I'm bored out of my skull.  I know that's even part of the intent.  But you don't EVER say you don't like that play.  You immediately look like an idiot.  You're uncouth.  How could you possibly be an actor and not love every juicy moment of the boredom?  How could you possibly be thinking about how much you have to pee and what a bad idea having a giant Diet Coke before the show was?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TIXltMjXKPI/AAAAAAAAArI/AraPdEf6P74/s1600/1+godot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TIXltMjXKPI/AAAAAAAAArI/AraPdEf6P74/s400/1+godot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514065883411458290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love them both.  I would be honored if either one of them adopted me.  I would pay disgusting amounts of money to see them on stage together.  I still hate 'Waiting for Godot.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone loves it.  Someone loves everything.  I'm a geek...you may have noticed that when you read the title of my blog.  I could talk about World of Warcraft and the adorable Murlocs in the Cataclysm beta for hours.  Seriously, there are &lt;i&gt;baby&lt;/i&gt; ones!  I could speak endlessly about the methods I use to build my coffers or what it's like to actually fly over Azeroth.  But if you're not into the game, you'd want to shoot yourself in five minutes just to shut me up.  Go ahead and ask me about Tudor England, Greek mythology or themes in fairy tales...use the facilities and eat a hearty meal first, because you're not leaving your seat for the next few hours.  Ask my sister what happened when she asked me about Mary, Queen of Scots as we drove through Scotland.  She may growl at you.  What I'm saying is this: it's alright to admit you're not into something.  You're not an idiot.  You just have other areas of interest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TIXjuYcAe2I/AAAAAAAAAqg/xQGbDHAMHBs/s1600/1+baby+murloc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TIXjuYcAe2I/AAAAAAAAAqg/xQGbDHAMHBs/s400/1+baby+murloc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514063704758451042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trying to convince my sister that &lt;/i&gt;this &lt;i&gt;should be my niece's Halloween costume.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what brought this particular rant on?  'The American.'  And believe it or not, I liked it.  I swear, I'm not lying.  It was beautifully shot.  We're talking about an absolute stunner here.  And looking at George Clooney for a few hours is hardly a chore.  Sure, he's a beautiful man, but he is also a fantastic actor and he handles both the dialogue and the two thirds of the film that are silent...no, I'm not exaggerating...with the ease of a seasoned pro.  A lot of the movie-going public is not going to like it, and that's alright.  And this is &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; a review of the film.  It just made me think about the poor people who just went in to see Georgie without his shirt on.  People who bought into the action film marketing.  I imagine them leaving the theater, stunned by the lack of dialogue, but terrified to tell their viewing companion.  'Oh, no!  It was wonderful!  It was deep...and nice...and, well, deep.'  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TIXjvCRc2eI/AAAAAAAAAqw/CbExbAphd2w/s1600/1+george+clooney+and+pug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 349px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TIXjvCRc2eI/AAAAAAAAAqw/CbExbAphd2w/s400/1+george+clooney+and+pug.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514063715988462050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh yes.  I know.  It's hard to resist hot guys holding puppies.  In underpants.  Worse than crack.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please understand, I can spend hours at the Met, dragging my poor friends through endless rooms of paintings and sculpture. I will wax poetic about the Pre-Raphaelites. I will watch a marathon of sub-titled Asian films and bore you to death with commentary on the differences in our entertainment culture.  I'll discuss what's wrong with RPG's and why I need to use the One Bag cheat in WoW.  I'm an art geek, a movie geek, a geek geek...see what I'm doing?  I couldn't help myself.  I'm trying to convince you I'm not an idiot.  I'm a hipster of sorts, I swear! I wear cool shoes. I like tiny, fancy cupcakes!  Me=smart, see?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TIXjvXdJplI/AAAAAAAAAq4/dHtXp4RZ26E/s1600/1+hipster+bingo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TIXjvXdJplI/AAAAAAAAAq4/dHtXp4RZ26E/s400/1+hipster+bingo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514063721674679890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, in the end, it doesn't matter if I liked 'The American' or not.  All art should be made and seen.  And it's good to expose ourselves to everything we can.  Try new things.  See a French film.  Talk to someone at an old age home.  Adopt a puppy.  Try that slimy thing on the menu at a new restaurant.  Go to a museum.  With me.  Because I haven't been in a while and I need someone to listen to me babble about Waterhouse.  Just admit it if you're not into it.  And don't judge anyone else if they tell you the same thing.  I cannot begin to count the number of people who have come out of a screening with me, talking about how much they loved a film, when the day before, they were railing against the very same thing.  Since that screening, close friends have told me, in hushed voices of course, that they were bored, but afraid to tell anyone.  Not the first time &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; has happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TIXjvhwolnI/AAAAAAAAArA/MXDKN48_rGI/s1600/1+water+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TIXjvhwolnI/AAAAAAAAArA/MXDKN48_rGI/s400/1+water+house.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514063724440753778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.johnwilliamwaterhouse.com/home/"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Waterhouse&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; with the passion of a teenager's anger at the world.   (Does that make me sound artsy?)  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll still love you, even if you vehemently disagree with me in the comments section of my review of &lt;a href="http://tv.ign.com/articles/111/1116780p1.html"&gt;'Pillars of the Earth.'&lt;/a&gt;  I don't think your parents will disown you if you didn't love 'Inception.'  I won't stop talking to you if you're a Twilighter.  Um, can someone help me down off my soap box now?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-8902741056741025899?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/8902741056741025899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-okay-to-hate-art.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/8902741056741025899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/8902741056741025899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-okay-to-hate-art.html' title='It&apos;s Okay to Hate Art'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TIXju3m_MpI/AAAAAAAAAqo/1LSbDeiW8ro/s72-c/1+flying+spaghetti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-2849622412430817803</id><published>2010-08-13T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T15:43:19.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegetarianism'/><title type='text'>Yes, I'm a Vegetarian.  No, I Don't Hate You Because You're Not.</title><content type='html'>This morning I received a note from my Facebook friend Tony Cates, saying he was going to do a &lt;a href="http://exm.nr/8ZbQkR"&gt;Video Game Babes profile on me&lt;/a&gt; for Examiner.com. I was incredibly flattered. I was also surprised that he was going to include a little Facebook rant I wrote a while back about being a vegetarian. Here it is:&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'I've been a vegetarian for 18 years.  I don't care if you eat/cook/talk about meat in front of me.  You don't have to apologize for eating meat.  You don't have to tell me how many years you were a vegetarian or why it didn't work for you.  I am not judging you and I am not recruiting.  Now, can we just go out to eat?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TGXHDwpKzNI/AAAAAAAAAog/dQMIYA0b3bo/s1600/1+vegan+junkie.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 343px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TGXHDwpKzNI/AAAAAAAAAog/dQMIYA0b3bo/s400/1+vegan+junkie.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505024986941410514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be honest with you. I forgot I wrote that. And it's now been two decades since I ate meat. Most people who hang out with me know I'm veggie. But if you've never been out to eat with me, you probably don't. It's not something I bring up a lot. Not because I'm hiding it. And not because I don't have every reason that I am burned into my brain and ready to recite. It's because I don't need to hear your apology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TGXHEu1GesI/AAAAAAAAAo4/XYqcm6KUi0c/s1600/vegetarian-vampire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TGXHEu1GesI/AAAAAAAAAo4/XYqcm6KUi0c/s400/vegetarian-vampire.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505025003634457282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You need to read 'Bunnicula.'  Trust me.  Vegetarian Vampire Rabbit&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's right. Being vegetarian makes people more uncomfortable than when they try to figure out if someone is pregnant or just had a lot of beer. You feel judged, don't you? When I say, 'I'm a vegetarian,' you feel like I've just told you that all your life choices suck and you're a cruel person. And any secret guilt (and admit it...some of you do feel guilty) comes rushing to the surface from that time you went to the petting zoo, cuddled a baby cow and then ate McDonald's on the way home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TGXHEReGk0I/AAAAAAAAAow/bIh2h8pqy9c/s1600/vegetarian-haggis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 336px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TGXHEReGk0I/AAAAAAAAAow/bIh2h8pqy9c/s400/vegetarian-haggis.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505024995753366338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I saw this in Scotland.  And no, I wasn't insane enough to try it&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I am here to tell you, I don't give a shit. Sorry for the harshness. I believe I've warned you all about my truck driver mouth in the past. You do not have to tell me that you tried it once and it made you sick. I know it does that to some people. You don't have to make sure I'm aware that all your pets are rescues. I think that's wonderful. It doesn't matter to me that you gave up pork after you saw 'Babe.' Awesome for the piggies, but here's the thing. I'm not judging. Your choices are your own. I don't get to judge. I certainly don't think less of you than I did five minutes ago. I already assumed you ate chicken and I liked you anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TGXHEGThN_I/AAAAAAAAAoo/29AGSmqeOmM/s1600/1chocolate+bunnies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TGXHEGThN_I/AAAAAAAAAoo/29AGSmqeOmM/s400/1chocolate+bunnies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505024992756185074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not going to moo at you while you eat.  It's an incredibly rare event when I say I can't eat somewhere.  Almost every place either has something veggie or will make something.  I'm not going to make a scene in a restaurant.  Pissing off waiters only makes them spit in your food.  If I come to your house and you're not already serving veggie food, I'll offer to bring some or just eat salad.  But stop getting all twitchy on me.  I don't care about your religion or politics either.  I may argue about your choice of video game or Marvel vs. DC.  I'll defend my opinions on movies all day long.  I'll work my ass off to convince you that World of Warcraft is a legitimate use of my free time.  But unless you're eating an eyeball, I'm not going to say a word about what's on your plate.  Now, let's go grab dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case you're curious though, here are the answers to questions I'm always asked:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;When did you decide to become a vegetarian?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never liked the taste of meat as a kid and once I made the connection between the Long Island Game Farm where I'd just pet baby chicks and what was on my plate, I told my mother I didn't want to eat it anymore. She tried telling me the chickens on my plate died of old age or were hit by a car and already dead. She tried saying I could do what I wanted the second I left her house. I did. But for most of my childhood, our West Highland Terrier, Dundee ate the meat off my plate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you do it for health reasons or because you love animals?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. I'm thinner, I get sick less and I have a lot more energy since I stopped eating meat. And I love animals so much I can't even kill a bug. We had a bee infestation and Eric and I caught them and released them, and they promptly flew around the house and back inside.  I do it for both reasons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I found it so hard to get protein when I was a veggie.  How do you get yours?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the beginning, I lived on cream cheese and crackers.  And spray cheese.  Oh, I am not proud of it but it's true.  Nowadays, there are so many ways to get protein outside of tofu and beans.  There are products like Quorn (try their cutlets with the goat cheese and cranberries inside) and Morningstar Farms has a ton of stuff as well.  My mom bought me their Chix patties and my dad ate them for two years, not realizing they weren't chicken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is your husband vegetarian because you made him stop eating meat?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's been veggie for twelve years and I had nothing to do with it.  I didn't care if he was a vegetarian any more than I care if you are.  I mean, he probably wouldn't have done it if we hadn't been together, but I did not guilt him/cajole him/withhold anything from him.  If he stopped tomorrow, it's his decision, not mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I still eat fish and I call myself a vegetarian.  Do you hate me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope.  But you're not a vegetarian.  We don't eat animals.  Fish are not made of cardboard.  By the way, my dad offers to grill cardboard for me every time I see him.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Are your pets vegetarian?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dude, I have a snake.  He eats rats.  They don't make those out of tofu.  My cats eat cat food.  My dog eats everything.  Though I will admit, he does love soy protein.  And my bunny...well, he steals dog food, so I suppose even he isn't veggie.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you all.  Now finish your hamburger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-2849622412430817803?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/2849622412430817803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-morning-i-received-note-from-my.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/2849622412430817803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/2849622412430817803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-morning-i-received-note-from-my.html' title='Yes, I&apos;m a Vegetarian.  No, I Don&apos;t Hate You Because You&apos;re Not.'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TGXHDwpKzNI/AAAAAAAAAog/dQMIYA0b3bo/s72-c/1+vegan+junkie.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-8960464749115301359</id><published>2010-08-06T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T12:37:33.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moviefone minute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic con'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emoticons'/><title type='text'>I'm Back...and Defending Emoticons</title><content type='html'>It's been a while.  I know.  But trust me, I've been busy.  For the past few months, I've been hosting the &lt;a href="http://www.moviefone.com/minute"&gt;Moviefone Minute&lt;/a&gt;.  Yes, I know it's more like two minutes, but hey, I'm a talker.  There was &lt;a href="http://insidemovies.moviefone.com/2010/07/26/moviefone-minute-comic-con-madness-part-1/"&gt;Comic Con&lt;/a&gt;, which was both amazing and exhausting.  (I &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; bought my sonic screwdriver...which required a screwdriver to open.) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TFxbDj1rJKI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/A0webUXWI0I/s1600/photo-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TFxbDj1rJKI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/A0webUXWI0I/s200/photo-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502372961458005154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh my god, I love this thing!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; And I've had some crazy interviews.  Julia Roberts laughed at my name, telling me that if I'd been the &lt;i&gt;other&lt;/i&gt; Jenna Bus(c)h, she would have had to discuss politics.  My first Skype interview with &lt;a href="http://insidemovies.moviefone.com/2010/07/09/moviefone-minute-derek-mears-on-predators/"&gt;the very awesome Derek Mears&lt;/a&gt; from Hawaii, where he's filming 'Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides.'  Angelina Jolie &lt;a href="http://insidemovies.moviefone.com/2010/07/20/moviefone-minute-salt-premiere/"&gt;telling me she eats spiders&lt;/a&gt;. Mickey Rourke asking me if we'd met in a bar the night before. Russell Brand betting me I could have sex with 17 people in an hour. Oh, believe me, we left that one off the &lt;a href="http://insidemovies.moviefone.com/2010/05/24/russell-brand-channels-aldous-snow-in-get-him-to-the-greek-vi/"&gt;final interview&lt;/a&gt;. That's what I get for telling him I was impossible to offend. &lt;b&gt;:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why yes, that &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; an emoticon you see at the end of that sentence.  I know it's a big no no for people over the age of 16.  And I couldn't care less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm pretty sure you're no different than me in that you analyze what people say.  Big phone call with the boss?  Then I bet you spent at least 15 minutes reading into what he or she sounded like.  Was that anger in her voice?  Was there a bit of sarcasm?  Did she sound excited about the new project or bored out of her skull?  Just have a run in with that guy you like?  Oh, I guarantee you're replaying it over and over in your head, trying to read the body language and debating the meaning of each and every gorgeous blink of his baby blues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TFxhMnYqK6I/AAAAAAAAAmw/WHpMZbkSo40/s1600/twitter-comic-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TFxhMnYqK6I/AAAAAAAAAmw/WHpMZbkSo40/s200/twitter-comic-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502379714098637730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the age of social networking, we're friends with people we've never met in person and probably never will.  We have meaningful conversations in 140 characters.  We talk to celebrities on Twitter and we send each other quick notes in a thousand different forms...but they're all written.  There is no body language to dissect.  There is no sound to endlessly ponder.  No way to detect sarcasm.  (Oh, how desperately we need a sarcasm font!)  I've sent emails to people that have set off wars because no one got the joke.  And so I rely on two little symbols.  : and ) to express my good mood.  The joke I'm making.  That I really don't mean to be a bitch when I ask for just one more favor.  :( means I'm sorry I'm turning down drinks for the thousandth time because I have 5 more articles to write.  Without it, 'Sorry.  Deadlines are keeping me chained to my computer' sounds kind of obnoxious.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TFxcUxFekZI/AAAAAAAAAmo/SkrexV-WoiE/s1600/emoticons_eng2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 118px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TFxcUxFekZI/AAAAAAAAAmo/SkrexV-WoiE/s200/emoticons_eng2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502374356583354770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;My favorite one isn't on here.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone who's spoken to me in person or watched my videos knows that I'm not subtle.  I'm loud.  I speak with my hands.  My facial expressions are one arched eyebrow short of a cartoon character.  I started in musical theater.  What can I say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TFxbkORj_GI/AAAAAAAAAmg/XXedXlLdQ4E/s1600/Evita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TFxbkORj_GI/AAAAAAAAAmg/XXedXlLdQ4E/s200/Evita.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502373522605079650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is from&lt;/i&gt; Evita &lt;i&gt;at the Zachary Scott Theatre in Austin, TX.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just as goofy/chatty/over the top in my writing most of the time.  I compare movies like &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/review-iinglourious-baste_b_254797.html"&gt;'Inglourious Basterds'&lt;/a&gt; to cheese and noodles.  But in short emails and Twitter updates, I feel a bit handcuffed.  (My friends swear that if you made me sit on my hands, I wouldn't be able to speak.)  When happiness can be expressed in 2 characters, why not take advantage of it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's my point.  In the age of Twitter, the rules have changed. Emoticons are tools like any other. You aren't bothered by BRB and OMG.  You're totally comfortable giving up #SpacesBetweenWordsForHashtags.  You tell people that, if you could be bothered with actual human contact, you'd be giving them ::hugs::.  So a couple of smiley faces here and there don't mean you're trying to relive your teenage years.  They're just letting people know, in the shortest way possible, that you don't mean to sound like an ass when you post, @whoever Oh frak you. :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="637" height="405" id="AOLVP_us_180237129001" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://o.aolcdn.com/videoplayer/AOL_PlayerLoader.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="stillurl=http%3A%2F%2Fpdl%2Estream%2Eaol%2Ecom%2Fpdlext%2Faol%2Fbrightcove%2Faolmaster%2F1612833736%2F1612833736%5F180203768001%5Fari%2Dorigin06%2Darc%2D175%2D1279612821482%2Ejpg%3FpubId%3D1612833736&amp;amp;playerid=10032373001&amp;amp;publisherid=1612833736&amp;amp;videoid=180237129001&amp;amp;codever=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://o.aolcdn.com/videoplayer/AOL_PlayerLoader.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" bgcolor="#000000" width="637" height="405" name="AOLVP_us_180237129001" flashvars="stillurl=http%3A%2F%2Fpdl%2Estream%2Eaol%2Ecom%2Fpdlext%2Faol%2Fbrightcove%2Faolmaster%2F1612833736%2F1612833736%5F180203768001%5Fari%2Dorigin06%2Darc%2D175%2D1279612821482%2Ejpg%3FpubId%3D1612833736&amp;amp;playerid=10032373001&amp;amp;publisherid=1612833736&amp;amp;videoid=180237129001&amp;amp;codever=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We refer to that mic flag as the 'shot killer.'  It's all over ABC's coverage of the 'Salt' premiere.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-8960464749115301359?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/8960464749115301359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-backand-defending-emoticons.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/8960464749115301359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/8960464749115301359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-backand-defending-emoticons.html' title='I&apos;m Back...and Defending Emoticons'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/TFxbDj1rJKI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/A0webUXWI0I/s72-c/photo-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-1754626693348991513</id><published>2010-03-02T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:08:20.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Work in Pajamas...Help!</title><content type='html'>Listen, I'm sure this has been written about a thousand times, but I'm adding my two cents.  I only started working from home a few years ago and in that time I have learned a few things.  Number one is that people who have never done this very often refuse to believe that you're actually working all day.  Believe me, loyal readers, I am not complaining about my job.  I love it more than I can say.  Oh, I'll bitch and moan about my typing soreness and the 'um's and 'uh's that haven't been removed from a transcription, and celebs who give one word answers.  But there isn't a day that goes by...not one, that I don't thank my lucky stars that I get paid to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S43p7l0qWlI/AAAAAAAAAko/CfRAOEasIqo/s1600-h/computer+love"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S43p7l0qWlI/AAAAAAAAAko/CfRAOEasIqo/s400/computer+love" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444264734535342674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I swear to you, I really do love my job.  OK, maybe not enough to do&lt;/span&gt; this, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that you've read my disclaimer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a ton of good things that go along with working at home.  I never really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to get out of my pajamas.  I do it for my sanity, but there are plenty of times when I don't.  (I make up for it by wearing four inch heels, slinky dresses and gluing lashes to my eyes for red carpets.)  I've said it before, but I don't believe my UPS and FedEx guys have ever seen me in anything but nightwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S43ornhEktI/AAAAAAAAAkg/i3Fqt-FmGuE/s1600-h/wonder-woman-underoos_e0831fd5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S43ornhEktI/AAAAAAAAAkg/i3Fqt-FmGuE/s400/wonder-woman-underoos_e0831fd5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444263360600511186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No, I don't wear these anymore, but I did once.  And since I've been talking about Underoos on Twitter, it was hard to resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can type with my bunny on my lap.  No one yells at me for having music on in the background or watching NSFW videos.  And if I want to do sit-ups while doing research for an interview, no one is going to look at me funny.  Alright, the dog gives me funny looks here and there, but he eats poop, so he doesn't get a vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S43m2PS7z6I/AAAAAAAAAj4/HiBwn7XcvhQ/s1600-h/IMG_1312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S43m2PS7z6I/AAAAAAAAAj4/HiBwn7XcvhQ/s400/IMG_1312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444261344054071202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't let him smooch you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You learn a lot about your neighbors when you're home all day.  If you follow me on Facebook or Twitter, you've heard about the famous 'vomit goulash' that my neighbors have been cooking with alarming frequency.  I don't know what's in it, but from the smell, I'm guessing dead people, sewage and Vegemite.  It is, of course, an all day affair.  I have smelled this hideousness as early as 7 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S43oq9BUZYI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/FlDDLOJ27vY/s1600-h/vegemite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S43oq9BUZYI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/FlDDLOJ27vY/s400/vegemite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444263349193041282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I didn't think you'd like a picture of dead bodies or sewage.  This is close enough.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know which of my neighbors' dogs bark the entire day.  I know who comes home drunk at 3 pm.  I know how often you make your children cry.  (And so do half the people I interview.  They've commented on it.) And I'm fairly certain the people who live behind me are building an ark.  No other reason to be pounding and hammering and sawing all day, every day.  It's starting to make me wish I lived in a remote forest cottage.  It's so damn noisy that I often find myself typing 'Shut the fuck up' while transcribing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S43qyrYPXUI/AAAAAAAAAkw/bA57NByRj_4/s1600-h/forest+cottage"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S43qyrYPXUI/AAAAAAAAAkw/bA57NByRj_4/s400/forest+cottage" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444265680919551298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sigh.  I want to go to there&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People don't really get what it means to work at home.  It means that, while I can take breaks to go hiking in the middle of the day, my day never actually ends.  The computer is there and if a thought strikes me, I start typing.  Sure, I'll go out from 2-3 in the afternoon, but I'll keep typing until midnight.  And I'll be back up at 6 am.  I don't wait for an office to open.  I don't leave when it closes.  And it's hard to justify stopping at 6 like a normal person.  I mean, I'm right here, I'm comfy and the computer is open anyway, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S43orLZjH3I/AAAAAAAAAkY/ObpVRv4CMo0/s1600-h/SleeponComputer-main_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S43orLZjH3I/AAAAAAAAAkY/ObpVRv4CMo0/s400/SleeponComputer-main_Full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444263353052766066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, that's not me, but I've woken up more than once with keyboard face.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, it's all worth it.  I wouldn't have it any other way.  But here is why I'm writing this...other than an excuse to vent about my annoying landlady who has been pounding on my door almost daily.  If I'm home, I'm working.  The fact that my car is parked in it's spot does not mean I'm free to chat about your laundry for an hour when you catch me outside. (I'm not trying to be mean...I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; say over and over that I have to get back to work now.)  Dropping by unannounced is baaad.  Please (and landlady, this means you) stop assuming that any time of day is fair game to check on the ceiling/sink/mail.  Just because I'm here does not mean I'm obligated to answer the door.  It certainly doesn't mean that pounding harder is going to make me notice you.  It doesn't mean that the night before is enough notice for a giant ceiling repair that I've been asking for since 2008.  'But you'll be home...'  I'm not free to pick up groceries for you or pick you up from the airport.  'But it's not that far for you and you're home anyway.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S43sbWCo0bI/AAAAAAAAAlA/vW9BPIkaF6M/s1600-h/Go_Away_Gnome.9094124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S43sbWCo0bI/AAAAAAAAAlA/vW9BPIkaF6M/s200/Go_Away_Gnome.9094124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444267479078064562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This just makes me laugh every time I see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just &lt;/span&gt;writing this to bitch.  I mean, it's very cathartic to do so and it helps keep my hands busy so I don't go knock some sense into whoever is banging on the wall next door.  I actually want to know if any of you other work-at-home people have suggestions for boundaries.  Please send them!  I heart you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-1754626693348991513?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/1754626693348991513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-work-in-pajamashelp.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/1754626693348991513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/1754626693348991513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-work-in-pajamashelp.html' title='I Work in Pajamas...Help!'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S43p7l0qWlI/AAAAAAAAAko/CfRAOEasIqo/s72-c/computer+love' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-762256588774055859</id><published>2010-02-24T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T11:27:44.464-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gina torres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rpg&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsarama'/><title type='text'>I get LOST on AOL, chat with a Superwoman and bitch about RPG's</title><content type='html'>OK, I know it's been a looong time since I've posted, but it's been a crazy few weeks!  Had to let you know about a fun project I've been doing though.  Like most of you, I'm a huge LOST fan.  Yeah, I admit that there was a time back in the early days that I almost gave up on it.  But I stuck with it and damn, I'm glad I did.  Wouldn't miss crazy Claire for the world!  Squirrel baby, dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S4V9RFd6B7I/AAAAAAAAAjw/TJZ4-SHTpUc/s1600-h/LOST-Lighthouse-Review-550x366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S4V9RFd6B7I/AAAAAAAAAjw/TJZ4-SHTpUc/s400/LOST-Lighthouse-Review-550x366.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441893457225975730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I get a message from The TV Girl, the lovely Maggie Furlong (@TheTVShowGirl) asking me to be a guest on her new AOL show, 'Instant Dharma'.  We get to pull apart and try to explain the latest episode of everyone's favorite island drama.  Of course, I was in!  I mean, hell, it's what I do in my den after the show every week anyway!  Now I just wear fake lashes while I do it.  Here is the premiere episode (with Matt Fowler (@Fowler_IGN):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="AOLVP_64667003001" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="400" width="460"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://o.aolcdn.com/videoplayer/AOL_PlayerLoader.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="publisherid=1612833736&amp;amp;playerid=10032373001&amp;amp;codever=1&amp;amp;videoid=64667003001"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://o.aolcdn.com/videoplayer/AOL_PlayerLoader.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" bgcolor="#000000" name="AOLVP_64667003001" flashvars="publisherid=1612833736&amp;amp;playerid=10032373001&amp;amp;codever=1&amp;amp;videoid=64667003001" height="400" width="460"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't have been more fun!  So last night, I got the chance to check out the super cool set again, drink out of the Dharma mug and most importantly, watch the East Coast feed on a ginormous screen.  Take a look at the video while Maggie, Todd VanDerWerff (@tvoti) and I discuss crazy Claire, Jack's surprise and the secrets of the Lighthouse.  (Major spoiler alert!  Watch the episode first!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="AOLVP_68318816001" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="400" width="460"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://o.aolcdn.com/videoplayer/AOL_PlayerLoader.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="publisherid=1612833736&amp;amp;codever=1&amp;amp;playerid=10032373001&amp;amp;videoid=68318816001"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://o.aolcdn.com/videoplayer/AOL_PlayerLoader.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" bgcolor="#000000" name="AOLVP_68318816001" flashvars="publisherid=1612833736&amp;amp;codever=1&amp;amp;playerid=10032373001&amp;amp;videoid=68318816001" height="400" width="460"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also got my Newsarama interview with genre Goddess Gina Torres, from the JUSTICE LEAGUE: CRISIS ON TWO EARTHS.  We chat about Superwoman, a Wonder Woman live action film and underoos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsarama.com/common/media/video/player.php?aid=33620"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsarama.com/common/media/video/player.php?aid=33620"&gt;Gina Torres on Superwoman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S4V8HcyBw-I/AAAAAAAAAjo/lar44Qrd1sk/s1600-h/Gina_Torres_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S4V8HcyBw-I/AAAAAAAAAjo/lar44Qrd1sk/s400/Gina_Torres_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441892192174064610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.  I swear, I'll be back more often!  Oh, wait...one more thing.  I just ranted about the 6 things that need to change about RPG's on Newsarama.  Just a few things I yell at my screen over and over again.  Check it out and let me know what you think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsarama.com/games/6-RPG-Fixes-100219.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+newsaramagames+%28Newsarama.com+games%29"&gt;6 Things that Need to Change About RPG's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-762256588774055859?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/762256588774055859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-get-lost-on-aol-chat-with-superwoman.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/762256588774055859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/762256588774055859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-get-lost-on-aol-chat-with-superwoman.html' title='I get LOST on AOL, chat with a Superwoman and bitch about RPG&apos;s'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S4V9RFd6B7I/AAAAAAAAAjw/TJZ4-SHTpUc/s72-c/LOST-Lighthouse-Review-550x366.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-3455358760394648165</id><published>2010-01-26T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T13:54:04.174-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popeater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain america'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one tree hill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rob buckley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsarama'/><title type='text'>Rob Buckley Makes the Internet Asplode!</title><content type='html'>Wow!!!  Mention you want to play a superhero and the blogs go wild!!!  I just spoke to ONE TREE HILL's Rob Buckley for Popeater, and we got into a big discussion about his great love for comics.  Not quite Popeater's audience, so I ran that bit on one of my other sites, Geek Week.  It seems Rob was voted "Most Likely to be a Superhero" in school and when I asked him who he'd like to play, he said, "Well, hands down I would be Captain America.  Yeah, it's kind of a no contest right there."  Well, apparently, it's big news!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S19jvMG__3I/AAAAAAAAAjY/HZWr2ZQrP9s/s1600-h/Robert+Buckey+2"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S19jvMG__3I/AAAAAAAAAjY/HZWr2ZQrP9s/s400/Robert+Buckey+2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431169337987694450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story got picked up by a bunch of sites.  Here is the original article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geekweek.com/2010/01/geeks-come-in-the-hottest-packagesrob-buckley-talks-comics.html"&gt;ONE TREE HILL's Rob Buckley, Geek, Talks Comics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S19j_yRqgTI/AAAAAAAAAjg/R2mdxypkzQ0/s1600-h/Captain-America002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S19j_yRqgTI/AAAAAAAAAjg/R2mdxypkzQ0/s400/Captain-America002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431169623110877490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And here is where it got the blogs buzzing.  MTV Splashpage:&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://splashpage.mtv.com/2010/01/25/one-tree-hill-actor-rob-buckley-wants-to-wield-captain-america-shield/"&gt;ONE TREE HILL Actor Rob Buckley Wants to Wield Captain America's First Avenger Shield&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ComicBookMovie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comicbookmovie.com/fansites/joshw24/news/?a=14179"&gt;Rob Buckley Wants to Wield the Shield!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And one of my other sites, the awesome Newsarama:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.newsarama.com/2010/01/26/this-just-in-minor-television-actor-would-like-to-play-the-lead-in-a-blockbuster-superhero-movie/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.newsarama.com/2010/01/26/this-just-in-minor-television-actor-would-like-to-play-the-lead-in-a-blockbuster-superhero-movie/"&gt;This Just In: Minor Television Actor Wants to Play the Lead in a Blockbuster Superhero Movie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to say, it would be really nice to see someone who is not a huge movie star take the role.  I mean, I heart Robert Downey Jr. a lot, and I love him in the role, but Captain America is such a huge icon.  It may be hard to squish a name in the suit.  Just a thought.  I'd love to hear yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S19ju-A_BWI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ALr3NsZiovY/s1600-h/Robert+Buckley+1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S19ju-A_BWI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ALr3NsZiovY/s400/Robert+Buckley+1" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431169334204368226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the link to the rest of the interview on Popeater:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popeater.com/2010/01/26/one-tree-hill-robert-buckley/"&gt;One Tree Hill Star Rob Buckley: Secretly Nerd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely check this out.  The guy was on THE PRICE IS RIGHT and his story is hysterical!!!!  Pretty cool guy, that Mr. Buckley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-3455358760394648165?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/3455358760394648165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/01/rob-buckley-makes-internet-asplode.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/3455358760394648165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/3455358760394648165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/01/rob-buckley-makes-internet-asplode.html' title='Rob Buckley Makes the Internet Asplode!'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S19jvMG__3I/AAAAAAAAAjY/HZWr2ZQrP9s/s72-c/Robert+Buckey+2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-5592189392786665269</id><published>2010-01-22T21:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T22:38:45.788-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legend of the seeker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steven s. deknight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jolene blalock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smallville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kristin kreuk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Trek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andy whitfield'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucy lawless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello kitty'/><title type='text'>Your Mom's Advice, Boobs, Blood and Ancient Fluffers, Jolene Blalock and Kristin Kreuk</title><content type='html'>Ok, I have to say this.  And it's not directed at anyone in particular. I'm sure you've heard it a thousand times, but I'm going to be your Mom for a second.  Don't put anything on the internet that you wouldn't show everyone in the universe.  Because you just did.  You bad mouth someone (and believe me, I'm just as guilty of this as you are) and it's pretty damn likely they'll hear about it.  Don't pass on someone's nasty words, because there are a thousand people smarter and more tech savvy than you and I.  Someone is going to figure it out.  Same goes for those pictures of you with the Hello Kitty vibrator, or doing a keg stand in a pink boa or whatever.  (Oh thank god I went to college before the age of Facebook!)  I mean, hey, if you have no problem with people seeing you in your tighty whities and red heels, by all means, flaunt it baby!  Just saying...OK, fine, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; talking about someone specific...I knew who you meant, and so did about 50 other people who read it.  Alright.  Done throwing stones in my glass house.  Don't worry.  I'll be reading this back to myself next time I get in a Twitter fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S1qQFIfq1oI/AAAAAAAAAiw/w1qAs0288NE/s1600-h/%40hellokitty"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S1qQFIfq1oI/AAAAAAAAAiw/w1qAs0288NE/s400/%40hellokitty" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429810718602614402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vibrating&lt;/span&gt; Shoulder &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Massager my lilly white ass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, I've got some fun pieces for you in this post.  It's hot chick day my friends!  First, on Newsarama is my interview with genre goddess Lucy Lawless, BUFFY alum Steven S. DeKnight and the unbelievably hot Andy Whitfield (it was a conference call, so I'm going to pretend all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt; questions were mine) about their new and super racy SPARTACUS: BLOOD AND SAND.  I've seen the first two episodes and I'm totally enjoying every naked...I mean, every awesome bit of acting...seriously, it's really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsarama.com/tv/Spartacus-Lawless-DeKnight-Whitfield-100122.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boobs, Blood and Ancient Fluffers-SPARTACUS: BLOOD AND SAND&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S1qR-eYNqeI/AAAAAAAAAi4/4P3zKuUQleY/s1600-h/%40spartacus"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S1qR-eYNqeI/AAAAAAAAAi4/4P3zKuUQleY/s400/%40spartacus" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429812803241093602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So glad it was warm back then.  No need for parkas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This morning I spoke with the stunning and really funny Jolene Blalock for IGN.  I met Jolene last year when I did a walk on role for the television show 10 ITEMS OR LESS.  I played a Trekkie (well, a Trokkie, since the characters couldn't legally use the name...in the show...not the...never mind) and Jolene played herself.  I got to interview the cast and crew.  A total blast.  (&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/my-day-on-the-set-of-em10_b_158591.html"&gt;HERE is the link to the article I wrote about it on the Huffington Post with a link to the UGO interviews.&lt;/a&gt;)  Anyway, she was hysterical!  We talked crayons, why she thinks Spock is hotter than Kirk, and her new role as Sister Nicci on LEGEND OF THE SEEKER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tv.ign.com/articles/106/1063097p1.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tv.ign.com/articles/106/1063097p1.html"&gt;Jolene Blalock Talks Legend of the Seeker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S1qTjQz4v2I/AAAAAAAAAjA/7C-CrpY1w3M/s1600-h/%40jolene"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S1qTjQz4v2I/AAAAAAAAAjA/7C-CrpY1w3M/s400/%40jolene" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429814534765854562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't care that Nicci is blond in the book.  Still awesome casting.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I chatted with the lovely Kristin Kreuk about her upcoming four episode arc on CHUCK for IGN.  (One of my favorite shows, by the way.) Not only is she a great actress and a super nice person, but she's doing something that is very near and dear to my heart.  She's empowering young women.  She and business partner Kendra Voth have started a social networking/content creation site for girls, allowing them to support each other in their business ventures and projects, and build self esteem.  It's called Girls By Design and it's almost ready to go.  Please, especially if you have daughters, check out the site and give her your support.  Here is the link: &lt;a href="http://girlsbydesign.com/"&gt; GirlsByDesign.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/kristin-kreuk-to-launch-w_b_173983.html?&amp;amp;just_reloaded=1"&gt;a link to the Huffington Post interview I did with her about GBD&lt;/a&gt; a while back.  It's got all the details.  Told you the lady is cool.  (And she calls me out on my geekiness.)  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tv.ign.com/articles/106/1063016p1.html"&gt;Kristin Kreuk Gets Geeky With Chuck&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S1qWnXLAzeI/AAAAAAAAAjI/-2azmzygJBA/s1600-h/%40kristin"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S1qWnXLAzeI/AAAAAAAAAjI/-2azmzygJBA/s400/%40kristin" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429817903727824354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Geeks need love too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Coming soon: Interviews with ONE TREE HILL's Rob Buckley, Rod Roddenberry, a bunch of JSA peeps from SMALLVILLE, Jim Parsons from BIG BANG THEORY, and Erica Cerra from EUREKA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-5592189392786665269?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/5592189392786665269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/01/your-moms-advice-boobs-blood-and.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5592189392786665269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5592189392786665269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/01/your-moms-advice-boobs-blood-and.html' title='Your Mom&apos;s Advice, Boobs, Blood and Ancient Fluffers, Jolene Blalock and Kristin Kreuk'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S1qQFIfq1oI/AAAAAAAAAiw/w1qAs0288NE/s72-c/%40hellokitty' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-7229628163781454279</id><published>2010-01-20T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T16:43:41.254-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghost hunters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craig horner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='he-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlie sheen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alyssa milano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiderman 4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kerr smith'/><title type='text'>Makeup Commericals LIE!!!  (And lots of geeky goodness)</title><content type='html'>Today, I'm taking time out of your regularly scheduled programming to talk about something girlie.  Makeup advertising.  And really, advertising in general, so guys, give me a sec here.  And below I have links to all the craziness I've been up to lately.  (PLANET HULK and Mel Gibson interviews to come.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been home because of the rainpocalypse and when I'm on my couch, the television is on.  Daytime programming is god awful and the commercials are worse.  For those of you who don't know, I was a makeup artist for fifteen years.  (Wanna see my craziness?  Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2016438&amp;amp;id=1231353917"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S1dzdo_35qI/AAAAAAAAAig/CETTfV9fJx8/s1600-h/4"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S1dzdo_35qI/AAAAAAAAAig/CETTfV9fJx8/s400/4" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428934828877145762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, that's a dragon on my leg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I see this commercial for roll-on foundation.  It comes with it's own special paint roller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S1dwU5YeYKI/AAAAAAAAAhY/9Yirp6Lm4V0/s1600-h/%60%601"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S1dwU5YeYKI/AAAAAAAAAhY/9Yirp6Lm4V0/s400/%60%601" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428931380121591970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could make jokes about spackle, but I'm sure the one you just came up with is funnier.  I'm sorry, but who is stupid enough to buy into this?  I don't care that Evangeline Lilly is hawking this crap.  I guarantee she isn't using it.  This is the same bullshit I see every few weeks.  Vibrating mascara?  No, I'm not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S1dw15B9IbI/AAAAAAAAAhg/zfJB8ukq0c8/s1600-h/%60%602"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S1dw15B9IbI/AAAAAAAAAhg/zfJB8ukq0c8/s400/%60%602" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428931946962821554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyone think those are real lashes?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Unless you're buying this because you're too embarassed to enter a sex shop to purchase a "personal massager", you have been duped.  (I'm sorry.  We've all done it.  I know I did before I sold this crap on QVC.  Not kidding about that either.)  In case you didn't know (and the industry makes sure you don't), the cosmetics industry is not regulated by the FDA.  So they can sell you as many magic 'you won't have any more wrinkles on your 50-year-old face' potions and 'your eyelashes will be so long you'll whack the person down the hall with them' serums as they want.  In case you're wondering, every single mascara commercial has models in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fake lashes&lt;/span&gt;!  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fake lashes in commercials selling you a black-tinted cream to make your lashes look full! &lt;/span&gt; If that isn't blatant false advertising, I don't know what is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the deal.  Before you buy, think about this.  If the creams worked that well, no one would spend thousands of dollars on cosmetic surgery.  If the mascaras were so amazing, everyone would be smacking each other with their lashes.  'Hope in a Jar' is bullshit.  Powder filled with mica (shine is baaaad when you're trying to cover flaws...hear me Bare Essentials?)  isn't going to give you flawless skin and oh my god no, you shouldn't sleep in it!  Are you insane?  And plastering your foundation on with a paint roller is very, very stupid.  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(And lots of geeky goodness)'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S1dzdo_35qI/AAAAAAAAAig/CETTfV9fJx8/s72-c/4' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-4096705189294072617</id><published>2010-01-06T13:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T13:56:03.966-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bunny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Depp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice in Wonderland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helena Bonham Carter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Hathaway'/><title type='text'>UPS Brings Me Booze-Hiding Books and Wonderland!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! My UPS guy just got the dog all riled up with a giant box. (My mom sends him cookies in the mail, so he thinks every delivery is for him.) Inside was a stunning ALICE IN WONDERLAND book...inside was another book, and another...here. Take a look. (And scroll down to the end to see what it was hiding.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T9VLxGFgI/AAAAAAAAAgs/h0FAiHAYxvs/s1600-h/%211"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T9VLxGFgI/AAAAAAAAAgs/h0FAiHAYxvs/s400/%211" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423738391638709762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The gorgeous outer shell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T9U94_rsI/AAAAAAAAAgk/dwLz7Ph2iEw/s1600-h/%212"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T9U94_rsI/AAAAAAAAAgk/dwLz7Ph2iEw/s400/%212" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423738387913748162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The beautiful first shot...which lead to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T9UaVo2bI/AAAAAAAAAgc/4L15i5FPubE/s1600-h/%213"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T9UaVo2bI/AAAAAAAAAgc/4L15i5FPubE/s400/%213" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423738378370210226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another book inside!  (Oh, come on.  It's ALICE IN WONDERLAND.  How could I not have my very own white rabbit in the shot?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T9KdDYvII/AAAAAAAAAgU/XUMYzMDxBek/s1600-h/%214"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T9KdDYvII/AAAAAAAAAgU/XUMYzMDxBek/s400/%214" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423738207300271234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alice at the gates of Wonderland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T9KCIMPwI/AAAAAAAAAgM/w0mmImu5iqs/s1600-h/%215"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T9KCIMPwI/AAAAAAAAAgM/w0mmImu5iqs/s400/%215" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423738200072666882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Red Queen's castle on the shores of the Crimsen Sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T9J2IvG5I/AAAAAAAAAgE/GnwgTQcekvI/s1600-h/%216"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T9J2IvG5I/AAAAAAAAAgE/GnwgTQcekvI/s400/%216" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423738196853726098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marmoreal, the White Queen's castle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T9JhiS6qI/AAAAAAAAAf8/0U98JAIv3wk/s1600-h/%217"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T9JhiS6qI/AAAAAAAAAf8/0U98JAIv3wk/s400/%217" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423738191323785890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And yet another book!  I really wish I had someone to hide booze or weapons from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T9Ja67B3I/AAAAAAAAAf0/Iow79cmaPPk/s1600-h/%218"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T9Ja67B3I/AAAAAAAAAf0/Iow79cmaPPk/s400/%218" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423738189548029810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mia Wasikowska as Alice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T80eZwbFI/AAAAAAAAAfs/q1Ea0yTdvWM/s1600-h/%219"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T80eZwbFI/AAAAAAAAAfs/q1Ea0yTdvWM/s400/%219" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423737829705411666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I doubt I need to tell you who this is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T8zwaGwNI/AAAAAAAAAfk/53UcA9EZI9g/s1600-h/%2110"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T8zwaGwNI/AAAAAAAAAfk/53UcA9EZI9g/s400/%2110" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423737817358844114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Helena Bonham Carter as the Red Queen.  Starting to wonder if Depp, Carter and Tim Burton have some sort of polyamorous relationship going on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T8zv0HFfI/AAAAAAAAAfc/nh3dQg7ZrUw/s1600-h/%2111"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T8zv0HFfI/AAAAAAAAAfc/nh3dQg7ZrUw/s400/%2111" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423737817199482354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anne Hathaway as the White Queen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T8zMwbkVI/AAAAAAAAAfU/dL95zyiGX-M/s1600-h/%2112"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T8zMwbkVI/AAAAAAAAAfU/dL95zyiGX-M/s400/%2112" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423737807788806482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the final, teensy tinesy book, which contained...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T8y8lIFDI/AAAAAAAAAfM/DGXZvjNN6pc/s1600-h/%2113"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T8y8lIFDI/AAAAAAAAAfM/DGXZvjNN6pc/s400/%2113" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423737803446424626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A key!  Um, I mean, a USB...well, just look.  Some stills from the movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T-5BbFPfI/AAAAAAAAAg0/qBfAsh7D8fU/s1600-h/%21Alice+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T-5BbFPfI/AAAAAAAAAg0/qBfAsh7D8fU/s400/%21Alice+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423740106848943602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T--5nysPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/b_pEn5D0eF8/s1600-h/%21alice+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T--5nysPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/b_pEn5D0eF8/s400/%21alice+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423740207833985266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T_EVlWcMI/AAAAAAAAAhE/5WPuNkadGRc/s1600-h/%21alice+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T_EVlWcMI/AAAAAAAAAhE/5WPuNkadGRc/s400/%21alice+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423740301239283906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-4096705189294072617?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/4096705189294072617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/01/ups-brings-me-booze-hiding-books-and.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4096705189294072617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4096705189294072617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2010/01/ups-brings-me-booze-hiding-books-and.html' title='UPS Brings Me Booze-Hiding Books and Wonderland!'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/S0T9VLxGFgI/AAAAAAAAAgs/h0FAiHAYxvs/s72-c/%211' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-8156538541981167700</id><published>2009-12-31T14:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T14:36:40.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Decade in Pics.  Happy New Year Everyone!</title><content type='html'>Had to do one final post for the year.  Plus, I'm bored.  Sitting on my couch, waiting until the hour is appropriate for drinking.  Oh, come on.  You're doing the very same thing.  I promise, this one is mostly pictures.  I wouldn't want to make you read with those bleary eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my decade in pics, my parents forty years apart and a video of the worst voice acting in video game history...just cause.  Anyway, Happy New Year everyone!  See ya on the other side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents just showed me that they too can be published.  ;)  They got their pics in the Tauck Tours magazine.  They eloped in the sixties and headed off to Germany where my dad was stationed.  While they were in Europe, they visited Venice and posed for a pic in Piazza San Marco.  Forty years later, they did the same thing.  See below.  They switched hair colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0YXl7lNxI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Mpv1fD9ohjM/s1600-h/%29%29%29Tauck+Pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0YXl7lNxI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Mpv1fD9ohjM/s400/%29%29%29Tauck+Pictures.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421516320022017810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are the pics.  In the past decade I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got married:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0jofSOciI/AAAAAAAAAfE/865y9UHJQVg/s1600-h/%29%29%29wedding"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0jofSOciI/AAAAAAAAAfE/865y9UHJQVg/s400/%29%29%29wedding" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421528704923628066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...by a priestess at a castle in Scotland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved from NYC to LA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0eQzYbdtI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Fo8a_TB62Ek/s1600-h/P5010285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0eQzYbdtI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Fo8a_TB62Ek/s400/P5010285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421522800443356882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything we own was in that truck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went from actor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0i9a3I52I/AAAAAAAAAec/N56P70orI6Q/s1600-h/%29%29%29acting"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0i9a3I52I/AAAAAAAAAec/N56P70orI6Q/s400/%29%29%29acting" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421527965001901922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me as &lt;/span&gt;Evita&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; at Zach Scott in Austin, TX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to makeup artist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0i-EUCkhI/AAAAAAAAAe0/onLMraYYUxE/s1600-h/%29%29%29makeup"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0i-EUCkhI/AAAAAAAAAe0/onLMraYYUxE/s400/%29%29%29makeup" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421527976128975378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My lovely model is Josie Yount.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to journalist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0i90Sl1FI/AAAAAAAAAes/RzMFXt3i5xU/s1600-h/%29%29%29journalist"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0i90Sl1FI/AAAAAAAAAes/RzMFXt3i5xU/s400/%29%29%29journalist" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421527971827930194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm Batman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a dog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0eRCe5nBI/AAAAAAAAAdk/j9K8tNxysCY/s1600-h/PA110767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0eRCe5nBI/AAAAAAAAAdk/j9K8tNxysCY/s400/PA110767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421522804497030162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fionnie the cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a bunny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0gWb0hqrI/AAAAAAAAAeM/zRH31fGlqjs/s1600-h/Bunny+zoom+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0gWb0hqrI/AAAAAAAAAeM/zRH31fGlqjs/s400/Bunny+zoom+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421525096221223602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emer the fuzzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0gWdaWvLI/AAAAAAAAAeE/VHXpZAaQP0s/s1600-h/PC250048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0gWdaWvLI/AAAAAAAAAeE/VHXpZAaQP0s/s400/PC250048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421525096648326322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rose Busch and Helen Knight, my grandmothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0eQiiQ7KI/AAAAAAAAAdU/kip3YPf6cb4/s1600-h/Minky+by+Coffee+Maker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0eQiiQ7KI/AAAAAAAAAdU/kip3YPf6cb4/s400/Minky+by+Coffee+Maker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421522795921206434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The awesome Minky Binky Bonky Boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gained a niece:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0joBY3IGI/AAAAAAAAAe8/xG-2JdhpbwQ/s1600-h/%29%29%29peanut"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0joBY3IGI/AAAAAAAAAe8/xG-2JdhpbwQ/s400/%29%29%29peanut" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421528696898396258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sairsha Rose, aka Peanut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and remained as geeky as always:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0i9CX1iXI/AAAAAAAAAeU/R7afV-mqIV0/s1600-h/%29%29%29%29geeky"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0i9CX1iXI/AAAAAAAAAeU/R7afV-mqIV0/s400/%29%29%29%29geeky" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421527958428158322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I started early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0i9hckg_I/AAAAAAAAAek/zGFxfA0dZOA/s1600-h/%29%29%29geeky+now"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0i9hckg_I/AAAAAAAAAek/zGFxfA0dZOA/s400/%29%29%29geeky+now" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421527966769513458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I'm the biggest geek in the universe, I laughed my ass off when I saw this video.  (Thanks to Ryan Turek from ShockTillYouDrop for posting this on Facebook.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ulbotKa5LnM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ulbotKa5LnM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-8156538541981167700?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/8156538541981167700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-decade-in-pics-happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/8156538541981167700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/8156538541981167700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-decade-in-pics-happy-new-year.html' title='My Decade in Pics.  Happy New Year Everyone!'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sz0YXl7lNxI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Mpv1fD9ohjM/s72-c/%29%29%29Tauck+Pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-5163669869500186789</id><published>2009-12-23T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T14:07:54.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DRAG ME TO HELL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANVIL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Trek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CLOUDY WITH A CHANCE OF MEATBALLS'/><title type='text'>For those of you who wondered where STAR TREK was on my top 5 list...</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!  I know a lot of you guys are freaking out about STAR TREK being left off my Top 5 list.  Little did you know, it's actually in my Top 10.  I wrote it up a while back, so I thought I'd share 6-10 with you.  In case you were wondering why DISTRICT 9 isn't on here, lemme 'splain.  I really enjoyed it.  But shaky cam gives me vertigo.  It's the reason I can't play first person shooters.  I almost really, really upset the person next to me in the theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, feel free to comment and tell me why my choices suck.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRAG ME TO HELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzKUP_BvZkI/AAAAAAAAAc0/wwMCvhuPhM0/s1600-h/%29%29dragmetohell"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzKUP_BvZkI/AAAAAAAAAc0/wwMCvhuPhM0/s400/%29%29dragmetohell" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418556304017811010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the trends this year has been the return to fun horror.  I know that sounds weird to non-horror fans, but think of the old eighties films that had you laughing as well as screaming.  (Not in a spoof sort of way.)  I have no issues with torture porn.  Really, I don't.  But it's getting old.  I'm no longer shocked.  DMTH was just plain fun.  It was silly.  It was scary.  It made me fear creepy old gypsy women with staplers and an over abundance of bodily fluids.  It made me yell and embarrass myself in front of the horror blogger I was sitting next to.  (Don't judge, Ryan.)  It was everything I love about Sam Raimi.  The only thing that would have made it better was a cameo from Bruce Campbell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANVIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzKUOKmVMKI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Q6HJ1II9IWg/s1600-h/%29%29%29anvil"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzKUOKmVMKI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Q6HJ1II9IWg/s400/%29%29%29anvil" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418556272764334242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a shameless metal head.  I make no apologies.  But you don't have to like metal to love this film.  No only does ANVIL show two of the most dedicated, if ultimately (and sadly) unsuccessful artists in the genre, it makes you want to take them home, give them a bath and hug them like puppies.  Seriously though, it's a beautifully made film and it really gives you insight into the music world.  These guys were part of the beginning of it all.  \m/ forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzKUOnelF6I/AAAAAAAAAcc/LLKBehHWG3c/s1600-h/%29%29%29moon"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzKUOnelF6I/AAAAAAAAAcc/LLKBehHWG3c/s400/%29%29%29moon" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418556280516450210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lovingly crafted sci-fi movie that reminds you of where the genre came from.  The film could just as easily been a stage production, which is refreshing in a time where you can almost hear the studio execs screaming, “More CG!  More 3D!” at film makers.  Don't your panties in a bunch.  I love CG and 3D.  I love explosions and car crashes.  But every once in a while, a restrained piece like MOON comes along, using camera work and acting (imagine that) to tell the story.   Writer/director Duncan Jones clearly has a passion for the subject (it's based on the book “Entering Space” by Robert Zubrin) and channelled that beautifully into the film.  (It was very hard for me not to hum “Space Oddity” when I interviewed him.)  And Sam Rockwell give a tour de force performance.  There is also an excellent butt shot and a happy dance.  And fuzzy dice.  Can't forget those.  Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAR TREK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzKUPOMurYI/AAAAAAAAAck/HleGVnt7JTs/s1600-h/%29%29%29star+trek"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzKUPOMurYI/AAAAAAAAAck/HleGVnt7JTs/s400/%29%29%29star+trek" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418556290910563714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with a glad heart that I add STAR TREK to my top 10 list.  As a bit of a trekkie, I wasn't expecting to like it.  Too many things could have gone wrong.  Even with their decision to use an alternate timeline, it could still have been a big old giant stinking mess.  But it all worked out perfectly.  Excellent casting (Karl Urban practically channelled Bones) including Leonard Nimoy, a completely engaging story and no tribbles.  I love tribbles, don't get me wrong.  (I saw a vibrating one at Wondercon...eew.)  What I mean to say is that they didn't rely on “Oh look at the reference we just made...get it?  Get it?”  The storytelling was solid, the action was fantastic, the references weren't overdone...solid film all around.  Now, if we can only manage to keep Khan out of the sequel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLOUDY WITH A CHANCE OF MEATBALLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzKUPS1MUJI/AAAAAAAAAcs/lpm4CYbeWQw/s1600-h/%29%29cloudy"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzKUPS1MUJI/AAAAAAAAAcs/lpm4CYbeWQw/s400/%29%29cloudy" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418556292154019986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title alone makes me happy.  I never read the book it's based on, but I'm absolutely in love with the story.  And the giant jelly beans.  The voice casting (Bill Hader, Anna Faris) could have easily gone over the top, but it was delightfully restrained.  The monologue from Earl Devereaux played by Mr. T had me laughing hard that soda almost came out of my nose.  And I haven't had soda in years.  Neil Patrick Harris as Steve the monkey...please, just see this film.  Phil Lord and Chris Miller are young film makers and they've put out a product that promises Pixar-rivaling things to come.  The phone call scene where Flint (Hader) tries to get his computer-illiterate dad to email him something was one of the funniest things I've seen on film all year.  (It certainly helped that I had just done the same thing with my mother on the way over to the screening.)  Even better, they &lt;i&gt;used&lt;/i&gt; the 3D.  I've said it before, but I'm so tired of studios almost apologizing for it.  “Oh we don't throw things at you.”  Um, it's 3D.  &lt;i&gt;Throw things at me!&lt;/i&gt;  That's the point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:  Eat before you see this or you'll binge like a stoner...not that I know anything about that.  Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click&lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/best-films-of-2009"&gt; HERE&lt;/a&gt; to check out my top 5 on JoBlo.com!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-5163669869500186789?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/5163669869500186789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-those-of-you-who-wondered-where.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5163669869500186789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5163669869500186789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-those-of-you-who-wondered-where.html' title='For those of you who wondered where STAR TREK was on my top 5 list...'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzKUP_BvZkI/AAAAAAAAAc0/wwMCvhuPhM0/s72-c/%29%29dragmetohell' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-4640194492449044115</id><published>2009-12-22T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:21:47.826-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eric bana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danny trejo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spy kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='el guapo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='predators'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='machete'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sherlock Holmes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robert rodriguez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mike judge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evita'/><title type='text'>El Guapo and I Look for Clues, Danny Trejo, Rob Rodriguez, Me as Evita, Judge, Bana and Black Metal</title><content type='html'>December has exploded in my face.  Sorry I haven't posted in a while.  I have a bunch of new stuff for you guys, though at this point, I'd hoped to have a report on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dragon Age: Origins&lt;/span&gt;.  Sadly, it is sitting on my table, mocking me. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;, however, reading a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dragon Age&lt;/span&gt; novel.  (I'm trying to make myself feel better.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I need TP for my bunghole!"  Damn, it was hard not to do my Cornholio imitation while at a press dinner for Mike Judge.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Extract&lt;/span&gt; is out on DVD and Blu-ray today, and it definitely cracked me up.  Here are the highlights from our press dinner.  I stuck to the first hour, as the alcohol was flowing generously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzElZv_Z6-I/AAAAAAAAAcM/db3ytTFe9JQ/s1600-h/%29%29mike+judge"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 391px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzElZv_Z6-I/AAAAAAAAAcM/db3ytTFe9JQ/s400/%29%29mike+judge" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418152951012781026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/dvdclinic/index.php?id=5614"&gt;Interview with Mike Judge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I recently got a chance to chat with the film makers behind the black metal doc, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Until the Light Takes Us&lt;/span&gt;.  Maybe I should have told them that I'm a giant metal head before we started. They were a bit defensive about the whole thing.  And I guess my voice doesn't exactly sound...OK fine.  I sound like a giggly blond cheerleader.  (I wasn't, by the way.)  Anyway, the film was pretty cool and definitely worth a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/arrow/index.php?id=19892"&gt;Until the Light Takes Us Interview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzElZKxnXOI/AAAAAAAAAcE/_FOu13cLZzE/s1600-h/%29%29%29untilthelighttakesus"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzElZKxnXOI/AAAAAAAAAcE/_FOu13cLZzE/s400/%29%29%29untilthelighttakesus" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418152941022829794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also got to do an interview with the very hot Eric Bana.  He just did a documentary about racing the car he's been rebuilding since the age of 15.  Sadly, he's not doing anything for the next 18 months.  Damnit.  By the way, it's really hard to transcribe Austrailians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzElPwX60hI/AAAAAAAAAbs/rMC5nJEJVKE/s1600-h/%29%29%29ericbana"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzElPwX60hI/AAAAAAAAAbs/rMC5nJEJVKE/s400/%29%29%29ericbana" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418152779316908562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/index.php?id=30029"&gt;Eric Bana on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love the Beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As all of my Facebook and Twitter buds know, I was just in Austin, TX (first time I've been back since I played &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evita&lt;/span&gt; there in 2000).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzElQWRVCwI/AAAAAAAAAb0/EpSKOuMZe7Y/s1600-h/%29%29%29Evita"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzElQWRVCwI/AAAAAAAAAb0/EpSKOuMZe7Y/s400/%29%29%29Evita" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418152789489814274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was there to check out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Predators&lt;/span&gt;.  Can't say shit about it right now or they'll come after me with shotguns, but I did get some info from Robert Rodriguez and Danny Trejo about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spy Kids&lt;/span&gt;, the relaunch and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Machete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/rodriquez-talks-sequels"&gt;Robert Rodriguez from the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Predators&lt;/span&gt; Set&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzElQ4qysGI/AAAAAAAAAb8/HQefCA-BeYs/s1600-h/%29%29%29robertrodriguez"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzElQ4qysGI/AAAAAAAAAb8/HQefCA-BeYs/s400/%29%29%29robertrodriguez" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418152798723420258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/trejo-talks-machete"&gt;Danny Trejo Talks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Machete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzElPqKLR8I/AAAAAAAAAbk/V8C8_w-8J9Y/s1600-h/%29%29%29dannytrejo"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzElPqKLR8I/AAAAAAAAAbk/V8C8_w-8J9Y/s400/%29%29%29dannytrejo" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418152777648654274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, today I did a video review of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sherlock Holmes&lt;/span&gt; with the super cool George "El Guapo" Roush of Latino Review.  (Tell him I said hi at George@LatinoReview.com)  Not sure where it's going on my end...JoBlo or Huff Po, but here is the video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George and I do these a lot, but it's been a while.  Two goofier reporters you couldn't find, even with a magnifying glass the size of the one George uses to look at my chest.  ;)  I drew a moustache on him with eyeliner.  Hope it comes off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xp_8WhtbRIY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xp_8WhtbRIY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-4640194492449044115?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/4640194492449044115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/12/el-guapo-and-i-look-for-clues-danny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4640194492449044115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4640194492449044115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/12/el-guapo-and-i-look-for-clues-danny.html' title='El Guapo and I Look for Clues, Danny Trejo, Rob Rodriguez, Me as Evita, Judge, Bana and Black Metal'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SzElZv_Z6-I/AAAAAAAAAcM/db3ytTFe9JQ/s72-c/%29%29mike+judge' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-338549386454003985</id><published>2009-12-14T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:26:45.988-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sandeep parikh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JoBlo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='james cameron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsarama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='claudia black'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avatar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the guild'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felicia day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farscape'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moon'/><title type='text'>Felicia Day and Friends, Claudia Black on FARSCAPE Webisodes, Eric Bana on Stand Up and AVATAR vs. MOON</title><content type='html'>Well, I've created a shit storm.  I didn't love AVATAR and I've really made people angry.  And you know what?  Fuck 'em.  I was totally honest.  I wouldn't take back a word of what I said, especially since I said a lot of positive things about it.  And by the way, I get why people are giving me shit about my math.  I gave it a visual 10/10 and a 4/10 for story, but I still gave it a 6/10.  I know what the average of those two numbers are, but to me, story has more weight than visuals. Look at MOON (JoBlo Review &lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/index.php?id=26964"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;).  Super low budget and still a brilliant story.  Made my top ten of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Syc05muqyyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/eTwvWx3Nh4E/s1600-h/%29%29%29%29moon"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Syc05muqyyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/eTwvWx3Nh4E/s400/%29%29%29%29moon" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415355241189788450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But AVATAR...I'll say it one last time.  Visually incredible.  A MUST-SEE!  But I wasn't going to pretend to love the story.  Read a few of the positive reviews.  Even they seem to apologize for the writing.  Anyway, I doubt one negative review is going to make a James Cameron film tank, especially when that review &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tells you to see it anyway&lt;/span&gt;.  Just saying.  &lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/2nd-review-avatar"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; is the JoBlo review if you'd like to add your two cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Syc05LHsK1I/AAAAAAAAAbM/NOfFulWMJVk/s1600-h/%29%29%29%29jamescameron"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Syc05LHsK1I/AAAAAAAAAbM/NOfFulWMJVk/s400/%29%29%29%29jamescameron" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415355233778543442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I kind of love this picture.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, other things happened today.  My VGA red carpet interview with Felicia Day, Sandeep Parikh and Amy Okuda from THE GUILD went up today on Newsarama.  Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.newsarama.com/comics/091214-Felicia-Day.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.  I got Felicia and Sandeep together.  They talked about THE GUILD season 4, LEGEND OF NEIL and a little DR. HORRIBLE.  Amy Okuda wandered by afterward and seemed surprised that I recognized her.  She was there as a guest of Mark Hamill's daughter!  She gave us a look at what she wants to see happen to Tinkerballa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Syc04rDEjDI/AAAAAAAAAbE/_ynZDB_mRoE/s1600-h/%29%29%29%29guildincostume"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Syc04rDEjDI/AAAAAAAAAbE/_ynZDB_mRoE/s400/%29%29%29%29guildincostume" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415355225169234994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The ladies of THE GUILD, Robin Thorsen, Amy Okuda and Felicia Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm pleased to announce my first article on one of my favorite sites, Collider.com.  I got to interview the super cool Claudia Black of STARGATE and FARSCAPE fame.  FARSCAPE is one of my favorite shows of all time, and the Aeryn Sun/John Crichton love story...nothing better.  She gives a bit of info on the FARSCAPE webisodes.  See what she has to say&lt;a href="http://www.collider.com/2009/12/14/claudia-black-red-carpet-interview-plus-an-update-on-the-farscape-webisodes/"&gt; HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Syc04Yhm_7I/AAAAAAAAAa8/GP6XuY_oEjs/s1600-h/%29%29%29%29farscape"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Syc04Yhm_7I/AAAAAAAAAa8/GP6XuY_oEjs/s400/%29%29%29%29farscape" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415355220197048242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ben Browder and Claudia Black as John Crichton and Aeryn Sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I got to chat with Eric Bana this morning about his very personal documentary, LOVE THE BEAST.   I'll post that as soon as it goes live on JoBlo, but he was great to talk to.  I asked if he would ever do any stand up in the US, but sadly, he said no.  That man is seriously funny.  From THE HULK to FUNNY PEOPLE.  He saved the third act of that film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Syc3iA3qzqI/AAAAAAAAAbc/BG7xYk7QvnI/s1600-h/%29%29%29%29ericbana"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Syc3iA3qzqI/AAAAAAAAAbc/BG7xYk7QvnI/s400/%29%29%29%29ericbana" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415358134424882850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What?  Did you think I was going to use a more current picture when&lt;/span&gt; this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was on the web?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I sent in my nominations for the Critic's Choice Awards this weekend.  The official noms came in today.  Check them out on the BFCA website (Broadcast Film Critic's Association) &lt;a href="http://bfca.org/ccawards/CCA_2009_press.php"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.  Happily, most of my choices made the list.  Sad that MOON didn't receive more.  What do you guys think of the choices.  I'd love to hear your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-338549386454003985?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/338549386454003985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/12/felicia-day-and-friends-claudia-black.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/338549386454003985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/338549386454003985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/12/felicia-day-and-friends-claudia-black.html' title='Felicia Day and Friends, Claudia Black on FARSCAPE Webisodes, Eric Bana on Stand Up and AVATAR vs. MOON'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Syc05muqyyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/eTwvWx3Nh4E/s72-c/%29%29%29%29moon' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-1722313635030219389</id><published>2009-12-12T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T18:57:33.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Game Awards!!!  Part 4</title><content type='html'>OK&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; last post.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;a few more red carpet pics for ya.  First up, Alyssa Milano blowing a kiss at the camera guys.  She's on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Castle&lt;/span&gt; for one episode on January 11th as Nathan Fillion's long lost love interest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRUm0qJQFI/AAAAAAAAAak/z2jh0ODFi_E/s1600-h/IMG_2175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRUm0qJQFI/AAAAAAAAAak/z2jh0ODFi_E/s400/IMG_2175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414545677953351762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else remember her exercise video from the eighties where her tag line was, "Way cool"?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRVZ2yQF4I/AAAAAAAAAas/ijg-CvIgcNw/s1600-h/%29%29teen+steam"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRVZ2yQF4I/AAAAAAAAAas/ijg-CvIgcNw/s400/%29%29teen+steam" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414546554697553794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The eighties weren't kind to any of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a new photo of blond cylon Tricia Helfer.  You guys have to catch her on the premiere episode of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Human Target&lt;/span&gt;.  Great show!  Premieres in January.  Mark Valley, Jackie Earle Haley...awesome fight scenes...total win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRUd3sBHII/AAAAAAAAAac/qRdjEeJf_HA/s1600-h/IMG_2168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRUd3sBHII/AAAAAAAAAac/qRdjEeJf_HA/s400/IMG_2168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414545524147690626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Music Game: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beatles: Rockband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRUGN26rlI/AAAAAAAAAaU/fcr0eKzjff8/s1600-h/%29beatles"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRUGN26rlI/AAAAAAAAAaU/fcr0eKzjff8/s400/%29beatles" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414545117782126162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cool!  I'm totally obsessed with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rockband&lt;/span&gt;.  My neighbors are not happy about that.  But they keep cooking something that smells like vomit goulash, so fuck 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Premiere of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Halo: Reach&lt;/span&gt;!  Graphics look pretty damn cool!  I'd love to know how much money they've made with all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Halo&lt;/span&gt; games.  Enough to donate to the "Send Jenna to a Private Beach Fund", I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Game of the Year:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uncharted 2: Among Theives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRXmzrWzTI/AAAAAAAAAa0/LwLZvrqTGQY/s1600-h/Uncharted-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRXmzrWzTI/AAAAAAAAAa0/LwLZvrqTGQY/s400/Uncharted-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414548976224881970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well guys, that's it for the Video Game Awards Live Blogging Extravaganza.  It's back out into the rain for me.  I had to park 8 blocks away.  I'll post links to all my red carpet interviews as soon as they go live.  See ya!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-1722313635030219389?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/1722313635030219389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/12/video-game-awards-part-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/1722313635030219389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/1722313635030219389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/12/video-game-awards-part-4.html' title='Video Game Awards!!!  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Part 3</title><content type='html'>I also got a chance to chat with geek goddess Felicia Day and her co-stars on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Guild&lt;/span&gt;, Sandeep Parikh (Zaboo) and Amy Okuda (Tinkerballa).  I'll have that up on Newsarama, but in the meantime, here's a pic for ya.  Are you guys watching it?  Pure awesome.  Can't wait for the new &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr. Horrible. &lt;/span&gt; You know no one ever dies in sci-fi, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRL7rCB1SI/AAAAAAAAAZs/KTextFeuBEU/s1600-h/IMG_2155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRL7rCB1SI/AAAAAAAAAZs/KTextFeuBEU/s400/IMG_2155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414536140541777186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throwing in a Mike Tyson picture for good measure.  Look at him with his kid.  He looks all cuddly and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRL8CA9DDI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/jK7FFW3KHuA/s1600-h/IMG_2166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRL8CA9DDI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/jK7FFW3KHuA/s400/IMG_2166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414536146711284786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Individual Sports Game:  &lt;/span&gt;UFC Undisputed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it sad that I was kind of hoping the Tiger Woods game would win?  Am I just mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRNAErY96I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/1f_Ju9Lrp9E/s1600-h/%29tiger"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 361px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRNAErY96I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/1f_Ju9Lrp9E/s400/%29tiger" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414537315657250722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Found this floating around the interwebs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best RPG:&lt;/span&gt; Dragon Age: Origins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRPBUX-6PI/AAAAAAAAAaE/sM1rUtWSwfY/s1600-h/%29dragonageorigins"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRPBUX-6PI/AAAAAAAAAaE/sM1rUtWSwfY/s400/%29dragonageorigins" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414539536073943282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game is sitting on my desk right this very moment and I haven't had a second to play it!  I'm dying to start!!!  I've always been an RPG girl and this one looks incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just spouted these off all in a row...typing as fast as I can!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best performance by a Human Female: &lt;/span&gt; Megan Fox in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transformers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Downloadable Game: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shadow Complex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Wii Game:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New Super Mario Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best DLC: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grand Theft Auto: Ballad of Gay Tony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most Anticipated Game: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God of War 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God of War&lt;/span&gt; franchise.  I did a preview of some footage a while back and my friend Jessica Villareal and I were on camera while they were recording stuff for the game extras.  We mentioned boobs, so I'm guessing it will make the cut.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRRW-d-ZWI/AAAAAAAAAaM/j22fNd_3jWs/s1600-h/%29godofwar3"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRRW-d-ZWI/AAAAAAAAAaM/j22fNd_3jWs/s400/%29godofwar3" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414542107173872994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Here's a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gm88Blmlwjk"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to the trailer.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're doing it again!  Rattling off winners!  My poor fingers...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Shooter: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Fighting Game: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Street Fighter 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Handheld: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grand Theft Auto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chinatown Wars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Driving Game:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Forza Motorsports 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Soundtrack: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DJ Hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best 360 Game:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Left for Dead 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Score:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Halo 3 ODST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Movie/TV Adaptation:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;South Park: Let's Go Tower Defense Play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more post after this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-6044060570314851336?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/6044060570314851336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/12/video-game-awards-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/6044060570314851336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/6044060570314851336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/12/video-game-awards-part-3.html' title='Video Game Awards!!!!  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Part 2</title><content type='html'>I know I promised you guys I'd do a post on breast physics.  And since I'm at the video game awards, I thought this would be a great time to talk about it.  So here's what I think...I have no problem with giant-breasted women in games.  None at all.  Not my thing, but I get it.  They give me plenty of musclebound warriors to drool over.  But here is my issue with breast physics in video games.  They do NOT bounce independently.  I mean, they can, but if you jump up and down, you don't land with one looking up and one heading south, you know what I mean?  Most women in video games look like someone is invisibly juggling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRGqFEgVdI/AAAAAAAAAY8/GwFeMG7a7Rc/s1600-h/%29ivy"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRGqFEgVdI/AAAAAAAAAY8/GwFeMG7a7Rc/s400/%29ivy" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414530340735702482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ivy from Soul&lt;/span&gt; Calibur&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...awesome game.  Pumpkin-sized boobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got a chance to interview Ed Boon and Jimmy Palmiotti a while back and I told them my theories.  They seemed surprised to hear it.  (They also couldn't stop laughing.)  Which makes me wonder...have they ever seen any?  (Just kidding.  I love those guys.)  Anyway, I'm curious...what do you guys think?  Do any women you know have magical boobs that defy physics? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRGqgCpDqI/AAAAAAAAAZE/4rSZwky_lWk/s1600-h/%29sbeach"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRGqgCpDqI/AAAAAAAAAZE/4rSZwky_lWk/s400/%29sbeach" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414530347975642786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Team Sports Game:&lt;/span&gt;  NHL 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRGrMt-sMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/rr_HtW52hSA/s1600-h/%29NHL+10"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRGrMt-sMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/rr_HtW52hSA/s400/%29NHL+10" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414530359968575682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They fixed the feed!  Seeing a preview of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prince of Persia: The Forgotten Sands&lt;/span&gt;!  Looks so cool!  May 2010.  And after seeing a preview of the film, I'm convinced that this is going to be the first time a video game has made it to the big screen and done it well.  Still confused by Jake Gyllenhaal as an action hero, but hey, he's pretty.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRHRy_DaMI/AAAAAAAAAZU/X5GoYXrnV20/s1600-h/%29jake"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRHRy_DaMI/AAAAAAAAAZU/X5GoYXrnV20/s400/%29jake" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414531023075764418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Performance by a Human Male: &lt;/span&gt; Hugh Jackman in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;X-Men Origins: Wolverine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a preview of this game a while back.  One of the techs told me that he was totally into the game and would give them anything they needed, even if they called in the middle of the night.  He also wanted to put in an Easter Egg with him in his fancy Broadway outfit.   Would have been hysterical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRI6iMUenI/AAAAAAAAAZc/0dlJLyWndPQ/s1600-h/%29hughjackman"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRI6iMUenI/AAAAAAAAAZc/0dlJLyWndPQ/s400/%29hughjackman" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414532822454270578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't know if it was this one, but it makes me grin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Independent Game:&lt;/span&gt; Flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRJSD9oMPI/AAAAAAAAAZk/MnvDRamJw2I/s1600-h/%29flower"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRJSD9oMPI/AAAAAAAAAZk/MnvDRamJw2I/s400/%29flower" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414533226656444658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game was damn pretty.  And it was actually something different.  Imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publishing this while Snoop Dog plays.  Speakers are so loud it's rattling my innards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-6734389418935264703?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/6734389418935264703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/12/video-game-awards-part-2.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/6734389418935264703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/6734389418935264703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/12/video-game-awards-part-2.html' title='Video Game Awards !!!  Part 2'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRGqFEgVdI/AAAAAAAAAY8/GwFeMG7a7Rc/s72-c/%29ivy' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-5519417761644303221</id><published>2009-12-12T17:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T17:34:07.035-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack black vgas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olivia wilde'/><title type='text'>Video Game Awards!!!  Part 1</title><content type='html'>Just got off the red carpet...still reeling.  It was a crazy one.  I got to interview Mark Hamill.  He...dude, he's fucking Luke Skywalker!  I don't get all that star struck, but I really can't help it this time.  And he hugged me.  Seriously, I'm a dork.  I was so excited that I sent a text to my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRAKyN6L0I/AAAAAAAAAYc/vt_LcvVCAAE/s1600-h/IMG_2162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRAKyN6L0I/AAAAAAAAAYc/vt_LcvVCAAE/s400/IMG_2162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414523206029160258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mark Hamill and Tony Hawk.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, in the press room.  I'm giving you guys the winners here, so spoiler alert.   Check out the nominees at Spiketv.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Voice:&lt;/span&gt;  Jack Black as Eddie Riggs from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brutal Legends&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyQ-wV7gIEI/AAAAAAAAAYU/OnbQamXA3WI/s1600-h/%290+jack+black"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyQ-wV7gIEI/AAAAAAAAAYU/OnbQamXA3WI/s400/%290+jack+black" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414521652247535682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man is wearing a crown and a royal robe.  He was also the first on camera interview I ever did.  Wait...that didn't sound right.  They're dragging him off stage.  Did you guys play the game?  Do you love Tenacious D as much as I do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia Wilde is presenting an exclusive trailer for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tron&lt;/span&gt; the video game.  But DUDE, they're not showing the trailers in the press room!  What the hell?  I'd love to hook you all up, but I guess you'll have to watch the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRBqlwnNTI/AAAAAAAAAY0/0CUPI42p3VQ/s1600-h/%29olivia+wilde"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRBqlwnNTI/AAAAAAAAAY0/0CUPI42p3VQ/s400/%29olivia+wilde" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414524851952497970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Action Adventure Game:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Assassin's Creed 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRBqdzDa3I/AAAAAAAAAYs/WXpcE-kPgqk/s1600-h/%29as"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRBqdzDa3I/AAAAAAAAAYs/WXpcE-kPgqk/s400/%29as" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414524849815251826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't played this.  Arrgh!  But hell, they're certainly promoting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Studio of the Year:  &lt;/span&gt; Rock Steady Studios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is totally surprised!  Press room is buzzing.  No one thought they should win, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRRGGGGGH!  They are showing a trailer of the new &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star Wars&lt;/span&gt; game and we can't see!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-5519417761644303221?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/5519417761644303221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/12/video-game-awards-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5519417761644303221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5519417761644303221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/12/video-game-awards-part-1.html' title='Video Game Awards!!!  Part 1'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyRAKyN6L0I/AAAAAAAAAYc/vt_LcvVCAAE/s72-c/IMG_2162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-7962725796446367458</id><published>2009-12-11T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:22:24.980-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael mosley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voicemail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrubs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avatar'/><title type='text'>Avatar Review, Scrubs #1 Intern and Why VM Messages Piss Me Off</title><content type='html'>Alright.  I saw AVATAR.  Some of you have read my review (and my joke about blue penises).  If you haven't here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/2nd-review-avatar"&gt;My AVATAR Review&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be fair, but there were so many things about the story that bothered me.  And still I'm telling you to see it.  Why?  The visuals have spoiled my eyes forever.  It was absolutely beautiful.  But...you know how Mom tells you not to put that expensive cashmere sweater on a wire hanger?  Well, don't hang a beautiful CGI job on a crappy story!  You lose me completely!  (And you get funny hanger marks on the shoulders.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyLf5Q0rZ6I/AAAAAAAAAYE/KIt223dOO5k/s1600-h/0%290%290%290%29"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyLf5Q0rZ6I/AAAAAAAAAYE/KIt223dOO5k/s400/0%290%290%290%29" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414135876914210722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I'm complaining...is anyone else tired of those long voice mail instructions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"After the tone, please leave a message.  When you have finished recording, hang up or press pound for more options.  To leave a call back number, press 5."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"To leave a call back number..."?  Who doesn't have caller ID?  I'm calling your cell.  You know where I'm calling from.  "After the tone, please leave a message?"  Yeah, see, I've had an answering machine for most of my life.  I'm pretty sure I know how that works.  Who wants to start a petition?  Because that crap is clearly on there to waste minutes.  Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyLf5loyHMI/AAAAAAAAAYM/6sbTTNh-IoQ/s1600-h/0%290%29cell"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyLf5loyHMI/AAAAAAAAAYM/6sbTTNh-IoQ/s400/0%290%29cell" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414135882501463234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to &lt;a href="http://tv.ign.com/articles/105/1053328p1.html"&gt;interview Michael Mosley&lt;/a&gt; from the new &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scrubs&lt;/span&gt; this week as well.  Are you guys watching it?  What do you think of the new version?  Michael tells me his tattoo is going to be a character in the show.  It speaks.  It may even sing.  I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; want &lt;/span&gt;one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyLfNHOmgFI/AAAAAAAAAX8/gXMnNCHu6iI/s1600-h/0%290%29"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyLfNHOmgFI/AAAAAAAAAX8/gXMnNCHu6iI/s400/0%290%29" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414135118424342610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing up my nominations for the Critic's Choice Awards tonight.  Who would you guys nominate? Tonight's line up?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Simple Man, Crazy Heart&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's Complicated&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post should have my video interview with the Jacksons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-7962725796446367458?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/7962725796446367458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar-review-scrubs-1-intern-and-why.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/7962725796446367458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/7962725796446367458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar-review-scrubs-1-intern-and-why.html' title='Avatar Review, Scrubs #1 Intern and Why VM Messages Piss Me Off'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SyLf5Q0rZ6I/AAAAAAAAAYE/KIt223dOO5k/s72-c/0%290%290%290%29' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-6369860558859376979</id><published>2009-11-21T10:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T08:04:04.284-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tofurkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green hornet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fedex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christoph waltz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ryan reynolds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the proposal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inglourious basterds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='500 days of summer'/><title type='text'>Basterds, 500 Days of a Bitch and Tofurkey</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!  I've been away from the blog for a while.  Out of town set visits (I'm in Baton Rouge right now), shoots and holidays.  No, I didn't eat tofurky, though I actually think it's yummy.  Anyway, one of the things that happens at my house during this wonderful time of the year is the "Arrival of the Screeners".  This is when I get to know which UPS and FedEx people have been fucking up deliveries and throwing packages at my door all year.  Now they have no place to hide.  They show up 1-3 times a day, they see me in my pajamas (come on, I work at home...you'd do it too) and they begin to feel guilty about their bad behavior.  Or they think I have crazy eyes and fear my wrath.  Not sure which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SxaFgf5wzCI/AAAAAAAAAXY/2R9D7Imd3SQ/s1600-h/0%29tofurkey"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 371px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SxaFgf5wzCI/AAAAAAAAAXY/2R9D7Imd3SQ/s400/0%29tofurkey" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410658795698310178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seriously, it's really good!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stop laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been catching up on movies and I thought I'd share my thoughts.  This past week, I rewatched&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Inglourious Basterds&lt;/span&gt;.  Damn, damn, damn I love that movie!!!  It's still my best reviewed film of the year.  (Click &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/review-iinglourious-baste_b_254797.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for the review if you're interested.)  Christoph Waltz gives an incredible performance.  Seriously, if you miss this one, I'm coming over there and scalping you.  Trust me, that makes sense if you see the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(*note:  Jenna will not come to your house and scalp you for legal reasons. She will merely rough you up via email.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SxaFJsao2QI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/yhX1FOTuhV4/s1600-h/0%29christoph"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SxaFJsao2QI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/yhX1FOTuhV4/s400/0%29christoph" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410658403920435458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The amazing Christoph Waltz.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truely, if he doesn't win an Oscar for this role, I'll eat my wireless mouse.  I just got a chance to interview Christoph during a set visit for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Green Hornet&lt;/span&gt; and he couldn't have been cooler.  I can't reveal anything about his role or what I saw there quite yet, but it just adds to the coolness, doesn't it?  Doing a film like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hornet &lt;/span&gt;after &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Basterds&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SxaHozjVxiI/AAAAAAAAAXg/C37l9kuXimk/s1600-h/IMG_1379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SxaHozjVxiI/AAAAAAAAAXg/C37l9kuXimk/s400/IMG_1379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410661137435182626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Green Hornet's car, Black Beauty.  I just got to ride in this!  I would really love a couple of those Gatling guns for my Honda.  Not that I'd shoot them, you understand.  I just think people would get the hell out of my way if they thought I would.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watched the critically acclaimed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;500 Days of Summer&lt;/span&gt; this week.  (Still amuses me to think that "critically acclaimed" sometimes includes me.)  I didn't cover this one when it first came out and after hearing everyone gushing over it, I was excited to check it out.  Now, you know I'm not a big fan of chick flicks.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Proposal was&lt;/span&gt; a total fluke.  (Review is &lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/index.php?id=27100"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;...and it wasn't just because of Ryan Reynolds and his very pretty abs.  I swear.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SxaJqNVLJbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Nuuk216hLTw/s1600-h/0%29500"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SxaJqNVLJbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Nuuk216hLTw/s400/0%29500" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410663360558212530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zooey Deschanel and Joseph Gordon-Levitt in a chick flick.  Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen, I appreciate that they tried to do something different here.  It's not your typical girl movie.  I actually like love stories.  Don't get me wrong.  I just don't like the formulaic boy-meets-girl, boy/girl-does-something-stupid, boy/girl's-crazy-friend/family-does-something-stupid, misunderstanding-is-cleared-up-in-a-clever-way-and-there-is-a-dog-or-an-old-person-who-reminds-us-all-what-is-important sort of film.  So at least this was something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my problem with it.  Zooey's character has absolutely no redeeming qualities.  (Other than her cuteness, which was pointed out to me by a fellow critic.  A guy, of course.)  Seriously, who would stay with someone like that?  If the sexes were reversed, we'd call the girl a pathetic idiot.  We'd say she needs therapy.  Someone tells you that they have no interest in a relationship, they're not in love with you, they (SPOILER ALERT...JUMP TO NEXT PARAGRAPH IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN IT) quickly take up with someone else, wait for you in a park and tell you that they just needed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone else&lt;/span&gt; to be happy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You would slap them!   &lt;/span&gt;Seriously, it's just plain mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SxaPbe450HI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JG-gjg2KdSw/s1600-h/0%29"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SxaPbe450HI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JG-gjg2KdSw/s400/0%29" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410669704643203186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still my favorite love story of all time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the entire film waiting for her to change or for him to grow a pair and leave.  There has to be someone out there who agrees.  (I liked the musical number though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta run.  I have to get some food before we head off to the set.    I'll post more of these micro reviews as I go through the stack of screeners.  I'd love to hear your thoughts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I just heard the worst local commercial in history and I had to share it with you.  I'm sure it's a great college, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wow&lt;/span&gt; that music is bad!  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bHK4sTlr_o0"&gt;Check out the VIDEO&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-6369860558859376979?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/6369860558859376979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/basterds-500-days-of-bitch-and-tofurkey.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/6369860558859376979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/6369860558859376979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/basterds-500-days-of-bitch-and-tofurkey.html' title='Basterds, 500 Days of a Bitch and Tofurkey'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SxaFgf5wzCI/AAAAAAAAAXY/2R9D7Imd3SQ/s72-c/0%29tofurkey' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-1407497719140066120</id><published>2009-11-19T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T21:55:23.795-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eliza Dushku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roberto orci'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dollhouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damon lindelof'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='j.j. abrams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karl urban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Trek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing with the stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mya'/><title type='text'>A Gaggle of Geeky Goodness (and Mya)</title><content type='html'>Sorry I didn't have time to blog the past two days.  It's been a bit nutty.  But boy do I have a list of geeky goodness for you, with more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, if certain Twitter people don't like what a star says about a comic book, or thinks that said star is not correct, please take that up with the star.  I'm just the messenger...don't shoot me, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/leonard-nimoy-on-emstar-t_b_361500.html"&gt;Leonard Nimoy on Star Trek and "The Ballad of Bilbo Baggins".&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Swd8RqosflI/AAAAAAAAAWY/FCGaYO1Cqys/s1600/0bilbobagginsnimoy"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Swd8RqosflI/AAAAAAAAAWY/FCGaYO1Cqys/s400/0bilbobagginsnimoy" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406426520626167378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He laughed!  He didn't slap me or use the Vulcan nerve grip!  I love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/mya-on-emdancing-with-the_b_364441.html"&gt;Mya on Dancing with the Stars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Swd8RThV0bI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/mepy_6-EXF8/s1600/0%29mya3"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Swd8RThV0bI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/mepy_6-EXF8/s400/0%29mya3" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406426514421305778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She had beds brought into the studio so she doesn't need to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsarama.com/film/091118-Roberto-Orci-Star-Trek.html"&gt;Roberto Orci Talks KHAN, Sequel Plans and Easter Egg&lt;/a&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Swd9cGRcuJI/AAAAAAAAAWw/pyk-gqfijGs/s1600/0orci"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Swd9cGRcuJI/AAAAAAAAAWw/pyk-gqfijGs/s400/0orci" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406427799355177106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He suggested having Spock play&lt;/span&gt; Nirvana &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on the harp in the sequel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/review-bad-lieutenant"&gt;Review of BAD LIEUTENANT: PORT OF CALL NEW ORLEANS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Swd9b72rwhI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nVF1visn9kc/s1600/0badlieutenant"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Swd9b72rwhI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nVF1visn9kc/s400/0badlieutenant" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406427796558561810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dude has CRAZY eyes!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsarama.com/film/091119-Lindelof-Star-Trek-Lost.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsarama.com/film/091119-Lindelof-Star-Trek-Lost.html"&gt;Lindelof on STAR TREK 2 in 2012 and LOST hints on Season 5 DVD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Swd9ccfw3fI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Zun4PHrJIbk/s1600/0lindelof"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Swd9ccfw3fI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Zun4PHrJIbk/s400/0lindelof" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406427805320797682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have to wait until fucking 2012 to see the next &lt;/span&gt;STAR TREK?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/karl-urban-talks-emstar-t_b_364025.html"&gt;Karl Urban talks STAR TREK and PRIEST&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Swd8R75DOrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/iJm3Xebhzhk/s1600/0KarlUrban"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Swd8R75DOrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/iJm3Xebhzhk/s400/0KarlUrban" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406426525258169010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He swears that &lt;/span&gt;Priest &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vamps have fangs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popeater.com/2009/11/20/eliza-dushku-doesnt-expect-to-ever-play-in-dollhouse-again/"&gt;Eliza Dushku Doesn't Expect to Play in the DOLLHOUSE Again&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Swd9cuv1SFI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QLR2nPScZ_4/s1600/0eliza"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Swd9cuv1SFI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QLR2nPScZ_4/s400/0eliza" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406427810220034130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Damn it, I'm just telling you what she said!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsarama.com/film/091120-JJ-Abrams-Star-Trek.html"&gt;J.J. Abrams on STAR TREK, MI4 and Sequels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Swd-GwuSOHI/AAAAAAAAAXI/SY6P_EjOM40/s1600/0jj"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Swd-GwuSOHI/AAAAAAAAAXI/SY6P_EjOM40/s400/0jj" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406428532304918642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm the one that suggested Greg Grunberg as a red shirt...so if it happens, you have me to thank.  ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-1407497719140066120?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/1407497719140066120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/gaggle-of-geeky-goodness-and-mya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/1407497719140066120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/1407497719140066120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/gaggle-of-geeky-goodness-and-mya.html' title='A Gaggle of Geeky Goodness (and Mya)'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Swd8RqosflI/AAAAAAAAAWY/FCGaYO1Cqys/s72-c/0bilbobagginsnimoy' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-5722757950465436894</id><published>2009-11-17T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T20:52:14.974-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ken Ober'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remote control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='griffith park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Trek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Star Trek red carpet pics, It's Always Sunny interviews and finally, my interview with Ming-Na</title><content type='html'>Last night was one of the coolest ever for a geek chick like me.  I got to attend the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star Trek&lt;/span&gt; DVD/Blu-ray release red carpet at the Griffith Observatory.  And Spock was there!  Both of them! I'll have a bunch of pieces coming up, but in the meantime, I have pics from the red carpet.  (Scroll down to see!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMG7w-63I/AAAAAAAAAUg/Y3qkSOgiUWQ/s1600/IMG_2057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMG7w-63I/AAAAAAAAAUg/Y3qkSOgiUWQ/s400/IMG_2057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405177291036617586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It doesn't look like this when I see it from my hike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this one is short, but I've been typing up interviews all day.  And an R.I.P piece for Ken Ober, the host of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remote Control&lt;/span&gt; who died yesterday at the age of 52.    Sigh.  It means I'm older than I like to admit, and that I once loved cheesy TV.  (Check out the post in my Forces of Geek column "It's Geek to Me" &lt;a href="http://www.forcesofgeek.com/2009/11/rip-ken-obersigh-i-loved-remote-control.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwN4BYIlWVI/AAAAAAAAAV4/LcHxmQBdbBQ/s1600/0kenober"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwN4BYIlWVI/AAAAAAAAAV4/LcHxmQBdbBQ/s400/0kenober" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405295942828382546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;R.I.P. Ken Ober!  Thanks for all the laughs...and the chips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Huffington Post finally ran &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/emstargate-universeems-mi_b_357771.html"&gt;my interview with the lovely and surprisingly geeky Ming-Na&lt;/a&gt;.  You know I'm always thrilled to find another girl geek.  And I'm absolutely loving&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; SGU&lt;/span&gt;.  Check it out, and tell me what you think.  (And I'm only telling you this because you're my friends, but I used to watch her way back when she was on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As the World Turns&lt;/span&gt;.  Don't tell anyone I was girly enough to watch soaps in the past.  I had chicken pox for two weeks as a teen and I got hooked.)&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/emstargate-universeems-mi_b_357771.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwN7TbD9cYI/AAAAAAAAAWA/00WI10zj3z4/s1600/0mingna"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwN7TbD9cYI/AAAAAAAAAWA/00WI10zj3z4/s400/0mingna" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405299551386825090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ming-Na used to play as an elf in&lt;/span&gt; Dungeons &amp;amp; Dragons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had two pieces from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia&lt;/span&gt; run today.  In the first, &lt;a href="http://www.popeater.com/2009/11/16/its-always-sunny-when-danny-devito-is-naked-on-christmas/"&gt;"'It's Always Sunny' When Danny DeVito is Naked On Christmas"&lt;/a&gt; we learn about their upcoming Xmas special, and about the naked elves and asses we'll get to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwN7TjNbpHI/AAAAAAAAAWI/SLVfzN2SHng/s1600/0%29+sunny"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwN7TjNbpHI/AAAAAAAAAWI/SLVfzN2SHng/s400/0%29+sunny" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405299553574036594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The cast of &lt;/span&gt;It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Strangely enough, they cut the word "penis" from my article, but left in "dick towel".  Huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second, &lt;a href="http://www.popeater.com/2009/11/17/its-always-sunny-cast-picks-the-weirdest-holiday-movies/"&gt;"'It's Always Sunny...' Cast Picks the Weirdest Holiday Movies"&lt;/a&gt; I ask one of my weird questions, "What's the weirdest or worst Christmas movie you've ever seen?"  Look, I worked in retail for years.  Christmas makes me shudder.  If I hear "Santa Baby" one more time, I'm going to slap the next guy dressed as Santa that I pass.  Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enjoy the pics.  I'm spending the rest of the night prepping for a set visit.  Can't tell you what yet, but I will as soon as they pull the gun away from my head.  Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMM2x4Qa0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/QcoAOSg2WCY/s1600/IMG_2088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMM2x4Qa0I/AAAAAAAAAVw/QcoAOSg2WCY/s400/IMG_2088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405178113016490818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Karl Urban, "Bones" in &lt;/span&gt;Star Trek.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  And "Black Hat" in the upcoming film&lt;/span&gt;, Priest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMp-PJEmI/AAAAAAAAAVg/LH0DTEf43NA/s1600/IMG_2079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMp-PJEmI/AAAAAAAAAVg/LH0DTEf43NA/s400/IMG_2079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405177892995404386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The man himself, JJ Abrams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMpdtCDfI/AAAAAAAAAVY/n8ygq9zUsjY/s1600/IMG_2076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMpdtCDfI/AAAAAAAAAVY/n8ygq9zUsjY/s400/IMG_2076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405177884262403570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spock in a cardigan.  Not sure why that weirds me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMo3ZOQEI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/-ROrzurbT_Y/s1600/IMG_2069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMo3ZOQEI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/-ROrzurbT_Y/s400/IMG_2069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405177873978769474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't believe he was here!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMopXBqjI/AAAAAAAAAVI/nCEBpJDI9F0/s1600/IMG_2075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMopXBqjI/AAAAAAAAAVI/nCEBpJDI9F0/s400/IMG_2075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405177870211459634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zoe Saldana loves being a kick ass chick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMn-_afiI/AAAAAAAAAVA/69hJvRi5Od0/s1600/IMG_2072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMn-_afiI/AAAAAAAAAVA/69hJvRi5Od0/s400/IMG_2072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405177858838134306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John Cho...I caught the poor dear with a strange expression.  Not his fault I'm a sucky photog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMII5g5bI/AAAAAAAAAU4/fRiTBVC_1c8/s1600/IMG_2071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMII5g5bI/AAAAAAAAAU4/fRiTBVC_1c8/s400/IMG_2071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405177311741928882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spock Prime!!!  And I didn't do the salute.  I tried to play it cool&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMH6G9wfI/AAAAAAAAAUw/2iF2Rvxp7hA/s1600/IMG_2062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMH6G9wfI/AAAAAAAAAUw/2iF2Rvxp7hA/s400/IMG_2062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405177307771814386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Green Star Trek chicks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMHbRo0yI/AAAAAAAAAUo/VzkG_vHtSc0/s1600/IMG_2054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMHbRo0yI/AAAAAAAAAUo/VzkG_vHtSc0/s400/IMG_2054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405177299495080738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Griffith Observatory, all Trekked out...I mean, decked out.  ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-5722757950465436894?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/5722757950465436894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/star-trek-red-carpet-pics-its-always.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5722757950465436894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5722757950465436894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/star-trek-red-carpet-pics-its-always.html' title='Star Trek red carpet pics, It&apos;s Always Sunny interviews and finally, my interview with Ming-Na'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwMMG7w-63I/AAAAAAAAAUg/Y3qkSOgiUWQ/s72-c/IMG_2057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-4627854816782204328</id><published>2009-11-16T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T15:20:57.745-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moreno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JoBlo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea monkeys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leonard nimoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Trek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bilbo baggins'/><title type='text'>JoBlo Movie Podcast, Win the Fight Club Blu-ray and The Ballad of Bilbo Baggins</title><content type='html'>So my Saturday night was spent on my couch with some wine, a rabbit by my ear and the fantastic Johnny Moreno...alright, that part was over Skype.  I was filling in for Jim Law on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Good, The Bad and the JoBlo Movie Podcast&lt;/span&gt;.  (I hear other people go out on Saturday nights)  I've been a guest before, but this time, I got to co-host.  Poor, poor Moreno.  We talked about how the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Planet 51&lt;/span&gt; aliens look like Sea Monkeys (Moreno thinks they look like the snot in that cold medicine commercial).  I've promised to do a Sea Monkey segment if someone sends me some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwHVrFmD0FI/AAAAAAAAAUI/buM6d0KFeo8/s1600/0podcastposter"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwHVrFmD0FI/AAAAAAAAAUI/buM6d0KFeo8/s400/0podcastposter" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404835964034207826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/joblo-podcast-43"&gt;LISTEN HERE: Podcast #43&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also somehow managed to draw a parallel between&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Zombieland&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Road&lt;/span&gt;.  I swear, it makes sense.  Anyway, give it a listen and let me know what you think, OK?  By the way, if you win the "caption this" contest (the link is in the intro), you get the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fight Club&lt;/span&gt; Blu-ray.  Yes, I take bribes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwHV_oCCDjI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/5PMC303LcrE/s1600/0fightclub"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwHV_oCCDjI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/5PMC303LcrE/s400/0fightclub" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404836316875722290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never Sleep Again&lt;/span&gt; set in a bit to head over to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star Trek &lt;/span&gt;DVD/Blu-ray release red carpet.  Fingers crossed that I get to talk to Nimoy.  Or at least try to form a full sentence before hugging him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwHd7IWZnGI/AAAAAAAAAUY/HEgTdgy61rc/s1600/0101010101"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwHd7IWZnGI/AAAAAAAAAUY/HEgTdgy61rc/s400/0101010101" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404845035744762978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Please, PLEASE tell you you've seen&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XC73PHdQX04"&gt; Leonard Nimoy's "Ballad of Bilbo Baggins"&lt;/a&gt;.  If you haven't, you can't be my friend until you watch it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-4627854816782204328?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/4627854816782204328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/joblo-movie-podcast-win-fight-club-blu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4627854816782204328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4627854816782204328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/joblo-movie-podcast-win-fight-club-blu.html' title='JoBlo Movie Podcast, Win the Fight Club Blu-ray and The Ballad of Bilbo Baggins'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SwHVrFmD0FI/AAAAAAAAAUI/buM6d0KFeo8/s72-c/0podcastposter' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-343530833086042519</id><published>2009-11-13T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T15:53:48.157-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sgu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robert englund'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heat miser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nightmare On Elm Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow miser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ming-na'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danny devito'/><title type='text'>Ming-Na, It's Always Sunny, Freddy Kreuger and Heat/Snow Miser</title><content type='html'>What a crazy day!  Well, crazy since last night, when I hit the red carpet for...wait for it...it's a mouthful..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia: A Very Sunny Christmas&lt;/span&gt; direct to DVD and Blu-ray launch party.  It comes out December 17th and will be chock full of Yuletide fun.  Claymation elf penises, violent Charlie dances and Danny DeVito's naked ass.  I'm serious.  Danny told me that if "you like sweaty Italians naked" you're in for a treat.  More pictures from the red...I mean, yellow carpet at the end of the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sv3rF61eTyI/AAAAAAAAATY/3kSrd1jSfwE/s1600-h/0danny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sv3rF61eTyI/AAAAAAAAATY/3kSrd1jSfwE/s400/0danny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403733614839877410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I got a chance to the super cool Ming-Na from&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Stargate Universe&lt;/span&gt;.  You guys know how much I love the show.  Well, it just gained even more geek points!  Ming-Na is a fellow geek girl!  As always, I'll post the link when it goes live, but in the mean time, here's why she is on my "Geek Chics Rule" Twitter list.  She loves &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star Wars&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star Trek&lt;/span&gt;.  (I thought I was the only one not participating in the hate war.)  And she played &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dungeons &amp;amp; Dragons&lt;/span&gt;!  Any girl who has handled the 20-sided die is cool in my book.  She says tonight's episode is going to blow your mind (even though she's not in it) and she asked me to tell you guys to drop her a line with your thoughts.  Follow her on Twitter: &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/MingNa"&gt;@mingna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sv3rSTCGbwI/AAAAAAAAATg/GNS5Dyj4wjo/s1600-h/0mingna"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sv3rSTCGbwI/AAAAAAAAATg/GNS5Dyj4wjo/s400/0mingna" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403733827493719810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I'm back on the set of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never Sleep Again: The Elm Street Legacy&lt;/span&gt; doing makeup.  And the legendary Robert Englund just walked in.  While I was painting him, he told me that he has a bunch of plans for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fear Clinic&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm hoping to chat with him about it for JoBlo...fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sv3rFgvU18I/AAAAAAAAATQ/L-0VRW4PbFE/s1600-h/0robertenglund"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sv3rFgvU18I/AAAAAAAAATQ/L-0VRW4PbFE/s400/0robertenglund" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403733607834769346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just cause we talked about it on the red carpet last night, here are my favorite weird Christmas videos ever.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heat Miser and Snow Miser&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yon2YuXssvo"&gt;Check out the weirdness HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sv3sYDSAcxI/AAAAAAAAATo/XM8Z9J1YESY/s1600-h/0%29heatmiser"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sv3sYDSAcxI/AAAAAAAAATo/XM8Z9J1YESY/s400/0%29heatmiser" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403735025856312082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You're welcome.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sv3uoyf2n0I/AAAAAAAAAUA/gYQQOT23ehA/s1600-h/00sunny3"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sv3uoyf2n0I/AAAAAAAAAUA/gYQQOT23ehA/s400/00sunny3" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403737512432017218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sv3uobkkUBI/AAAAAAAAAT4/tmSsCB_q2M4/s1600-h/00sunny2"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sv3uobkkUBI/AAAAAAAAAT4/tmSsCB_q2M4/s400/00sunny2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403737506277773330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sv3uoay57pI/AAAAAAAAATw/G1kEFgRspRc/s1600-h/00sunny1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sv3uoay57pI/AAAAAAAAATw/G1kEFgRspRc/s400/00sunny1" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403737506069474962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-343530833086042519?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/343530833086042519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/ming-na-its-always-sunny-freddy-kreuger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/343530833086042519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/343530833086042519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/ming-na-its-always-sunny-freddy-kreuger.html' title='Ming-Na, It&apos;s Always Sunny, Freddy Kreuger and Heat/Snow Miser'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sv3rF61eTyI/AAAAAAAAATY/3kSrd1jSfwE/s72-c/0danny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-263667066301444586</id><published>2009-11-12T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:31:48.756-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trailer.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry hamlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viggo mortensen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clash of the titans'/><title type='text'>Viggo Takes a Bath and Harry Hamlin's Hair</title><content type='html'>Finally.  Finally!  My Viggo Mortensen interview is up on Huff Po!  Take a look &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/viggo-mortensen-hits-emth_b_351271.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.  He talks about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/span&gt;, how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Road&lt;/span&gt; has affected his art...and how he enjoys a hot bath.  I swear to you, there was a legitimate reason for asking about that.  I will not swear that I didn't enjoy the mental picture that conjured up.  And it's a pretty detailed mental picture, since the man has been naked in most of his films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Svxi0dmFECI/AAAAAAAAAS4/tv3knAEn2y0/s1600-h/0Viggo%2BMortensen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Svxi0dmFECI/AAAAAAAAAS4/tv3knAEn2y0/s400/0Viggo%2BMortensen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403302306374815778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do you guys think of the teaser trailer for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clash of the Titans&lt;/span&gt;?  (Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pcBNHZEiX0g"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; if you haven't seen it yet.)  I know there has been a lot of talk on Twitter about the cheesiness, and yeah, I agree it was a pretty badly cut trailer with some silly prog rock (and I happen to like prog rock...go ahead and mock...let me take a look at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; iPod) but isn't that kind of the point?  I love the original in all it's craptastic glory.  I mean, Harry Hamlin's hair alone is worth another viewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvxmyiXGhAI/AAAAAAAAATA/eMDgfTYU98M/s1600-h/0harry+hamlin"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvxmyiXGhAI/AAAAAAAAATA/eMDgfTYU98M/s400/0harry+hamlin" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403306671340946434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look at that&lt;/span&gt;!  There just aren't enough words to describe...anyway, I'm totally fine with the trailer cheesiness.  I'm not expecting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Citizen Kane&lt;/span&gt; here.  Maybe it's just me, but I do not require brilliance from every film or television show I see.  I don't always care if the script so good it needs to be bronzed or the 3D makes me feel like I'm right there in the middle of the forest with the blue creatures.  Sometimes, I just want to have fun watching a film.  I mean, &lt;a href="http://www.ugo.com/ugo/html/article/?id=19100"&gt;I loved &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Death Race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  No, I'm not kidding.  Yeah it was bad, but they drove over power ups and Joan Allen says, "shit on the pavement"!  Genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just adding in this photo because the rabbit made me laugh this morning.  Happy Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvxorFZROsI/AAAAAAAAATI/qnMYp0ruXrM/s1600-h/0pumpkin+bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvxorFZROsI/AAAAAAAAATI/qnMYp0ruXrM/s400/0pumpkin+bunny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403308742329580226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-263667066301444586?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/263667066301444586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/viggo-takes-bath-and-harry-hamlins-hair.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/263667066301444586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/263667066301444586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/viggo-takes-bath-and-harry-hamlins-hair.html' title='Viggo Takes a Bath and Harry Hamlin&apos;s Hair'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Svxi0dmFECI/AAAAAAAAAS4/tv3knAEn2y0/s72-c/0Viggo%2BMortensen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-5439448133339090537</id><published>2009-11-09T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:24:40.190-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='never sleep again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scott wolf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viggo mortensen'/><title type='text'>The lovely and talented Viggo Mortensen, and Scott Wolf might be an alien</title><content type='html'>On Friday night, I saw a screening of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Road&lt;/span&gt;.  I never read the book, but I think I might have to now.  The embargo is still up, so here is all I can tell you, pre-review.  I was really affected by what I saw.  I had a very specific opinion about it immediately afterward.  And a completely different one the next day.  I haven't been able to stop thinking about it.  I'm viewing the world a bit differently today.  And that's all I'll say for now.  I don't want the studio to send out the assassins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Svh4hx2jIuI/AAAAAAAAASY/_gdnqbSpHJo/s1600-h/0viggothe+road"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Svh4hx2jIuI/AAAAAAAAASY/_gdnqbSpHJo/s400/0viggothe+road" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402200274744058594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Viggo Mortensen is pretty, even covered in dirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I got to interview the star of the film, Viggo Mortensen.  I have to say, it's always a wonderful thing to find out that someone that good looking is actually a cool guy.  I sat in on the round table interviews, and Viggo walked in with a tray of snacks.  He also said that he read the script and the book on the same day.  I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt; comprehend how he kept from shooting himself i the head...if you know the story, you'll understand.  During our one on one (yes, I was alone in a hotel room with Viggo Mortensen)!, he was incredibly forthcoming and very sweet.  I am pleased to report, I did not drool on his feet.   It will be up on The Huffington Post soon.  I promise many pretty pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Svh4nC_C1lI/AAAAAAAAASw/MsW0hSHxX-E/s1600-h/0viggo"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Svh4nC_C1lI/AAAAAAAAASw/MsW0hSHxX-E/s400/0viggo" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402200365242439250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, he is NOT retiring! See Twitter/Facebook buds?  I read all your questions.  And you'll have to read the interview to see what he says about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a chance to interview Scott Wolf this morning.  I never watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Party of Five&lt;/span&gt;, but I do love the guy.  Plus, he did four episodes of&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Saved by the Bell&lt;/span&gt;.    He told me that he's not sure his character in&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; V&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; an alien!  The actors have no idea.  Kind of makes me want to watch it more, knowing that there aren't going to be a ton of foreshadowing moments I'm supposed to be taking notes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Svh4iSfoKaI/AAAAAAAAASo/PeZnmidAEfg/s1600-h/0scottwolf"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 364px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Svh4iSfoKaI/AAAAAAAAASo/PeZnmidAEfg/s400/0scottwolf" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402200283506289058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping this short today so I can get those interviews up for you.  Plus, I'm back on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never Sleep Again&lt;/span&gt; set today and the elusive Mark Patton is coming in!  He's been found!  I'm not kidding.  We have shirts that say so!  I'll post pics, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Svh4iCS4b4I/AAAAAAAAASg/wW74vmSr3LM/s1600-h/0teeshirt"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Svh4iCS4b4I/AAAAAAAAASg/wW74vmSr3LM/s400/0teeshirt" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402200279157862274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-5439448133339090537?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/5439448133339090537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/lovely-and-talented-viggo-mortensen-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5439448133339090537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5439448133339090537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/lovely-and-talented-viggo-mortensen-and.html' title='The lovely and talented Viggo Mortensen, and Scott Wolf might be an alien'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Svh4hx2jIuI/AAAAAAAAASY/_gdnqbSpHJo/s72-c/0viggothe+road' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-3816610246156144309</id><published>2009-11-06T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T13:55:55.095-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popeater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supernatural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huffington post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amanda tapping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanctuary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misha collins'/><title type='text'>Amanda Tapping, Misha Collins, 2012 Prophecy, and a Battle Cat</title><content type='html'>This morning, I interviewed the lovely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amanda Tapping&lt;/span&gt;.  Seriously, this woman couldn't be nicer. Not only is she talented, (if you aren't watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sanctuary&lt;/span&gt;, I'm coming right over there and berating you soundly) and a pleasure to talk to, but she's just started up a charity website called &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sanctuary for Kids&lt;/span&gt;.   It's a not for profit foundation that "serves to provide sanctuary for children who do not live with the right of safety in their lives."  (I'm quoting from the site.)  I'll have all the info when our interview goes up on Huff Po early next week, but in the meantime, please check out the website: &lt;a href="http://sanctuaryforkids.org/"&gt;sanctuaryforkids.org&lt;/a&gt;.  Amanda told me that she and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sanctuary&lt;/span&gt; creator/producer Damian Kindler have donated all the start up costs, so every cent you donate goes straight to the kids.  You can follow the site on Twitter &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sanctuary4kids"&gt;@sanctuary4kids&lt;/a&gt;.  They're auctioning off a Sanctuary set tour and lunch with Amanda and Damian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvSXEb3eXvI/AAAAAAAAAR4/aodkQqfPewY/s1600-h/0amandatapping"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvSXEb3eXvI/AAAAAAAAAR4/aodkQqfPewY/s400/0amandatapping" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401107955579772658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sanctuary &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;airs Fridays at 10/9c on SYFY.  I will be parked on my couch.  Tonight's episode sounds amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my interview with&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Supernatural&lt;/span&gt;'s angelic &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Misha Collins&lt;/span&gt; is finally up on The Huffington Post!  Did you guys catch last night's episode?  Their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CSI &lt;/span&gt;spoof cracked me the hell up!  Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/misha-collins-spills-emsu_b_346343.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.  Misha was a blast to speak to, as usual.  The guys is seriously funny!  He's got a big face off with Lucifer coming up.  He also mentioned a few angelic drinking games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvSXjcWvPvI/AAAAAAAAASA/jf3ei9lD8_0/s1600-h/0misha"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvSXjcWvPvI/AAAAAAAAASA/jf3ei9lD8_0/s400/0misha" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401108488286846706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, but not least, the 2012 prophecy.  As I mentioned a few posts ago, I covered the red carpet for the premiere of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2012&lt;/span&gt;.  I asked a bunch of the cast and crew if they believed.  Their answers are up on Popeater today. &lt;a href="http://www.popeater.com/2009/11/06/john-cusack-doomsday-2012/"&gt; "2012 Stars on Doomsday Prophecy"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cat picture?  It made me laugh so hard I had to redo my eyeliner. Couldn't resist putting it up.  Happy Friday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvSaASyqBWI/AAAAAAAAASI/I3Ydl-ikBMI/s1600-h/12012"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvSaASyqBWI/AAAAAAAAASI/I3Ydl-ikBMI/s400/12012" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401111182959052130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvSaAkrgFpI/AAAAAAAAASQ/AeSQmXjc8zM/s1600-h/000"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvSaAkrgFpI/AAAAAAAAASQ/AeSQmXjc8zM/s400/000" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401111187760879250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-3816610246156144309?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/3816610246156144309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/amanda-tapping-misha-collins-2012.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/3816610246156144309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/3816610246156144309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/amanda-tapping-misha-collins-2012.html' title='Amanda Tapping, Misha Collins, 2012 Prophecy, and a Battle Cat'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvSXEb3eXvI/AAAAAAAAAR4/aodkQqfPewY/s72-c/0amandatapping' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-5849655756122229961</id><published>2009-11-05T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:11:26.998-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smallville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firefly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kelly osbourne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misha collins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='V'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popeater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cassidy freeman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supernatural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='louis van amstel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Horrible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huffington post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsarama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morena Baccarin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freelance'/><title type='text'>Morena Baccarin, Cassidy Freeman, Kelly Osbourne, Misha Collins, and I Heart Freelance...Sometimes</title><content type='html'>It's true.  I'm trying to take over the world...I mean, internet.  Mwah ha ha!  I'm happy to announce that my first piece went up on Newsarama.com this morning! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvNPAyou3FI/AAAAAAAAARw/SzsjmNY4Mgs/s1600-h/0pinky+brain"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvNPAyou3FI/AAAAAAAAARw/SzsjmNY4Mgs/s400/0pinky+brain" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400747253158566994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sending a shout out to the very awesome Maurice LaMarche aka The Brain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I want to know what each paycheck is going to look like, just like everyone else, but I have to say, writing for so many sites has been an unbelievably helpful experience.  It's given me the opportunity to learn so many different things, work with people I might never have met and write in different styles.  I'm sure both my landlord and my dad would be happy to hear that I was working in one place, and I'm quite certain many of you have heard me complain about the life of a freelancer, but I just wanted to take a moment to talk about the positive side of it all.  I'm lucky to be doing something I love and believe me, I don't take it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew!  So here are today's interviews:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up on Newsarama today is my &lt;a href="http://www.newsarama.com/tv/091105-Smallvilee-Cassidy-Freeman.html#comments"&gt;interview&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smallville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'s Cassidy Freeman&lt;/span&gt;.  She gives us some info on her role in the infamous JSA episodes and whether or not we'll see her throw down with Lois anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvNOLypWJBI/AAAAAAAAARY/7wZUhPBcFPw/s1600-h/0cassidy"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvNOLypWJBI/AAAAAAAAARY/7wZUhPBcFPw/s400/0cassidy" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400746342628074514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Popeater, we have my &lt;a href="http://www.popeater.com/2009/11/05/kelly-osbourne-dancing-with-stars/"&gt;interview&lt;/a&gt; with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kelly Osbourne and her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dancing With the Stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;partner, Louis Van Amstel&lt;/span&gt;.  Boy, this was a rough one to schedule.  But after years of musical theater, I totally get how important rehearsal is.  I finally caught up to them late last night.  Not sure what I was expecting, but they were wonderful to talk to.  Kelly was completely open about how much this experience has changed her as a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvNNUdFFzLI/AAAAAAAAARQ/sJV2bIwx4MA/s1600-h/0kellylouis"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvNNUdFFzLI/AAAAAAAAARQ/sJV2bIwx4MA/s400/0kellylouis" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400745391946058930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on Popeater, my&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.popeater.com/2009/11/05/v-star-morena-baccarin-alien/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popeater.com/2009/11/05/v-star-morena-baccarin-alien/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;interview with...wait for it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Firefly&lt;/span&gt; fans...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morena Baccarin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!   As I said on Twitter, she couldn't have been nicer if she was coated in sugar.  Seriously, she answered all of my questions, including the ones about production changes and her haircut.  By the way, oh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr. Horrible&lt;/span&gt; minions...she would LOVE to be in the sequel!  She loves Joss and told me she would "do anything that man says."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvNOMJbePfI/AAAAAAAAARg/Sot8k9bZfQA/s1600-h/0morena"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 385px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvNOMJbePfI/AAAAAAAAARg/Sot8k9bZfQA/s400/0morena" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400746348743900658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to have my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Misha Collins-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Supernatural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; interview up on Huffington Post later today.  I'll post when it goes live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvNOMqKXQ-I/AAAAAAAAARo/hjW5ABIXMFc/s1600-h/0misha"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvNOMqKXQ-I/AAAAAAAAARo/hjW5ABIXMFc/s400/0misha" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400746357530510306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have officially geeked out in every way possible today...maybe no video game posts, but I'm going to give the typing fingers a rest tonight and play a little World of Warcraft...at least until I have to prep for tomorrow's interview with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amanda Tapping&lt;/span&gt;.  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-5849655756122229961?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/5849655756122229961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/morena-baccarin-cassidy-freeman-kelly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5849655756122229961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5849655756122229961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/morena-baccarin-cassidy-freeman-kelly.html' title='Morena Baccarin, Cassidy Freeman, Kelly Osbourne, Misha Collins, and I Heart Freelance...Sometimes'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvNPAyou3FI/AAAAAAAAARw/SzsjmNY4Mgs/s72-c/0pinky+brain' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-4381122256403578143</id><published>2009-11-04T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:55:52.669-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popeater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chin Han'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john cusack'/><title type='text'>John Cusack actually answers questions and The Dark Knight's Chin Han wants to sing!</title><content type='html'>I'm seriously going to need finger bandages after today!  I have two more pieces for you...this time from my new outlet, Popeater!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a couple of good interviews on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2012&lt;/span&gt; red carpet last night.  Popeater just ran two of them.  First, Mr. Excitement, John Cusack.  Um, I've said it before, but he's kind of notorious for being a difficult interview.  I interviewed him for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Igor&lt;/span&gt;, and I certainly found that to be the case.  (Check out the video interviews &lt;a href="http://movieblog.ugo.com/movies/igor-cast-interviews"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.  Eddie Izzard is a freaking riot!)  Last night, he actually smiled!  SMILED!  Huh.  Anyway, here is the link to last night's interview:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popeater.com/2009/11/04/john-cusack-hollywood-is-obsessed-with-everything/"&gt;John Cusack: Hollywood is Obsessed with Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvH4MKzi-aI/AAAAAAAAARA/yBwlQS6Hnjo/s1600-h/john+cusack"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvH4MKzi-aI/AAAAAAAAARA/yBwlQS6Hnjo/s400/john+cusack" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400370316136610210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surprise of the night was Chin Han.  He's been in two American films, and the lucky guy gets The Dark Knight and 2012.  When I asked him how he's going to top that, he said he wants to do a musical!  The guy is funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popeater.com/2009/11/04/chin-han-2012/"&gt;2012 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star Hopes the World Doesn't End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvH4MsgVsaI/AAAAAAAAARI/ycLUHxWNGLA/s1600-h/chin+han"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvH4MsgVsaI/AAAAAAAAARI/ycLUHxWNGLA/s400/chin+han" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400370325182853538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OK..back to typing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-4381122256403578143?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/4381122256403578143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/john-cusack-actually-answers-questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4381122256403578143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4381122256403578143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/john-cusack-actually-answers-questions.html' title='John Cusack actually answers questions and The Dark Knight&apos;s Chin Han wants to sing!'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvH4MKzi-aI/AAAAAAAAARA/yBwlQS6Hnjo/s72-c/john+cusack' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-2589400415187143082</id><published>2009-11-04T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T10:48:18.331-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prince of persia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JoBlo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jerry bruckehimer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nightmare On Elm Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arrow in the head'/><title type='text'>Kings of Horror and Princes of Persia (and shots from the 2012 red carpet)</title><content type='html'>Doing so much typing today that this evening's sit ups are going to feel like a relaxing coffee break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHI1ALVSgI/AAAAAAAAAQw/7IWQA4eQi7I/s1600-h/misha-collins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHI1ALVSgI/AAAAAAAAAQw/7IWQA4eQi7I/s400/misha-collins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400318241100089858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The lovely and talented Misha Collins-Castiel in &lt;/span&gt;Supernatural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interviews with Misha Collins from&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Supernatural&lt;/span&gt; and Cassidy Freeman from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smallville&lt;/span&gt; on the schedule today...and if I'm really lucky, I'll finally get that Kelly Osbourne/Louis Van Amstel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dancing with the Stars&lt;/span&gt; interview that has been rescheduled a zillion times this week.  I haven't watched last night's show yet, so I have no idea if they've been eliminated...I'll keep you posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHI0r6xPUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/koo1fIwFNUQ/s1600-h/cassidy-freeman-as-tess-mercer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHI0r6xPUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/koo1fIwFNUQ/s400/cassidy-freeman-as-tess-mercer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400318235661909314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The also lovely and talented Cassidy Freeman-Tess in &lt;/span&gt;Smallville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two pieces to announce today.  First, I got to interview Jerry Bruckheimer for JoBlo.com (with a group of other reporters) about the just released &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prince of Persia &lt;/span&gt;trailer.  &lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/interview-jerry-bruckheimer"&gt;Click here to read it&lt;/a&gt;.  You can also watch the trailer.  I'm afraid to jinx it, but this looks like a video game that may actually work as a film!  (Don't worry...I'm knocking wood and throwing salt over my left shoulder while I'm typing this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHJa16MLZI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/JcUs13vQcPo/s1600-h/princeofpersia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHJa16MLZI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/JcUs13vQcPo/s400/princeofpersia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400318891178864018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ladies, this is for you...as if Misha wasn't enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you guys know, I'm still doing makeup for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never Sleep Again: The Elm Street Legacy&lt;/span&gt;.  And today, my interview with directors Andrew Kasch and Daniel Farrands, and producer Thommy Hutson (three super cool guys!) went up on Arrow in the Head.  &lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/arrow/index.php?id=19146"&gt;Check it out here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHHclsrnaI/AAAAAAAAAPg/mDz9yBvgsIE/s1600-h/IMG_1952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHHclsrnaI/AAAAAAAAAPg/mDz9yBvgsIE/s400/IMG_1952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400316722163719586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Andrew Kasch, Gloria Martel, the legendary John Saxon, Thommy Hutson, Dan Farrands and Buz Danger Wallick...and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night, I spent my evening on the red carpet for the upcoming disaster flick,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 2012&lt;/span&gt;.  More info later on what everyone had to say, but in the meantime, here are a few pics from the event.  Mickey Rooney was there!  I have no idea why, but awww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHHeNsErTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/PdTmXH19Gyc/s1600-h/IMG_1967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHHeNsErTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/PdTmXH19Gyc/s400/IMG_1967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400316750078455090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mickey Rooney and his wife!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHHdjCFmJI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Sts5B2J1Z_c/s1600-h/IMG_1960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHHdjCFmJI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Sts5B2J1Z_c/s400/IMG_1960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400316738628065426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Director Rolland Emmerich told me his favorite city to destroy was Los Angeles.  Here's some red carpet destruction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHHdJW-LTI/AAAAAAAAAPo/v6EeKOyejxM/s1600-h/IMG_1959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHHdJW-LTI/AAAAAAAAAPo/v6EeKOyejxM/s400/IMG_1959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400316731736337714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Horror goddess Staci Layne Wilson!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHIrkeXEOI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Q2JX4ndVUvs/s1600-h/IMG_1976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHIrkeXEOI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Q2JX4ndVUvs/s400/IMG_1976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400318079044882658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The beautiful Thandie Newton...didn't talk to any of us.  Everyone always gets there late and then they rush them into the premiere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHIra_Bd_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/grQFR2Ltm68/s1600-h/IMG_1974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHIra_Bd_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/grQFR2Ltm68/s400/IMG_1974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400318076497524722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, you're not seeing things.  This is indeed Adam Lambert from&lt;/span&gt; American Idol.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He did a song on the soundtrack.  And he's shiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHIq0jPcyI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/km3-bELuZNo/s1600-h/IMG_1972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHIq0jPcyI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/km3-bELuZNo/s400/IMG_1972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400318066180453154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beatrice Rosen, another casualty of being "fashionably late".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHIql2ho2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/zXjLeWM2Keg/s1600-h/IMG_1971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHIql2ho2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/zXjLeWM2Keg/s400/IMG_1971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400318062234805090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Excitement himself, John Cusack.  Not a big fan of doing press.  I interviewed him for&lt;/span&gt; Igor &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;last year.  Cusack is the kind of one word answers, but he loved my last one.  "Who would win in a fight?  Nick Nolte with a box cutter or Gary Busey with a sock full of quarters?"  Yes, I used to have to ask everyone that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHIqCwJ3bI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Jftg2nEa5s0/s1600-h/IMG_1969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHIqCwJ3bI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Jftg2nEa5s0/s400/IMG_1969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400318052812840370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The adorable Morgan Lily messing with costars Alexandre and Philippe Haussmann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-2589400415187143082?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/2589400415187143082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/kings-of-horror-and-princes-of-persia.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/2589400415187143082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/2589400415187143082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/kings-of-horror-and-princes-of-persia.html' title='Kings of Horror and Princes of Persia (and shots from the 2012 red carpet)'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvHI1ALVSgI/AAAAAAAAAQw/7IWQA4eQi7I/s72-c/misha-collins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-7283289964076899962</id><published>2009-11-03T14:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:42:24.863-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the fourth kind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huffington post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aliens'/><title type='text'>I review The Fourth Kind</title><content type='html'>I love alien movies.  And anyone who  follows me on Twitter knows how much I loved &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Fourth Kind&lt;/span&gt;.  I thought I was going in to see a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blair Witch&lt;/span&gt; rip off.  What I saw was an incredibly entertaining film that actually fooled me for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvC2MPamfTI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Y4ChOk8kSgw/s1600-h/112233"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvC2MPamfTI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Y4ChOk8kSgw/s400/112233" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400016274630016306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say it in the review, but it bears repeating.  I'm so tired of critics saying movies that try to pull the wool over your eyes are stupid and that audiences are far too sophisticated to buy it.  Listen, when I see a magician saw a woman in half, I'm pretty damn sure he's not committing a homicide in front of me.  It's still fun!  (By the way, I'm also pretty sure my dad didn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; pull a quarter out of my ear when I was a kid.  I still got to keep the quarter.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvC2MSoPF5I/AAAAAAAAAPY/fq3dUx7w9zQ/s1600-h/123123122"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvC2MSoPF5I/AAAAAAAAAPY/fq3dUx7w9zQ/s400/123123122" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400016275492509586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here is the &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/emthe-fourth-kindem-revie_b_342812.html"&gt;link to my review of The Fourth Kind on The Huffington Post&lt;/a&gt;.  Let me know what you think when you see it.  (I'm still waking up at 3:33 am on the dot because of this film.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-7283289964076899962?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/7283289964076899962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-review-fourth-kind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/7283289964076899962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/7283289964076899962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-review-fourth-kind.html' title='I review The Fourth Kind'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SvC2MPamfTI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Y4ChOk8kSgw/s72-c/112233' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-9056835893263829530</id><published>2009-11-02T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:24:18.081-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghost hunters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SyFy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amanda tapping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hauntings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghosts'/><title type='text'>I was a Ghost Hunter for a day!</title><content type='html'>I am so lame.  I spent Halloween night reviewing movies and watching television.  Freelance means that most of my social interaction involves avatars and typing.  Anyway, I spent the scariest night of the year watching the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ghost Hunters&lt;/span&gt; 5 scariest episodes.  Aside from keeping me awake all night, it reminded me of the time I hunted ghosts with the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Su9xib8HjKI/AAAAAAAAAPI/vHRuFP8tY_M/s1600-h/1111aaaaghosthunters"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 90px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Su9xib8HjKI/AAAAAAAAAPI/vHRuFP8tY_M/s400/1111aaaaghosthunters" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399659314669915298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not kidding!  I actually got to hunt with Jason, Grant, Steve and Tango!  Last year, the SyFy Channel (oh wait...it was still Sci Fi back then) flew a bunch of us up to the&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stanley_Hotel"&gt; Stanley Hotel&lt;/a&gt; in Colorado (yes, that's the Shining hotel!) to check out their upcoming shows for the season.  At the end of the night, the TAPS team took groups of us out to see if we could scare ourselves up some ghosties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Su9wQSifwqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/dGtOhWzA5OI/s1600-h/IMG_0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Su9wQSifwqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/dGtOhWzA5OI/s400/IMG_0786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399657903397257890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Creepiest hotel EVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you guys, but I'm a big skeptic.  I always think people are trying to fool me.  Buuut, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; think there is something out there that is unexplainable.  No reason &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; to believe that ghosts exist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started with Grant and Jason in a hotel room in the dark (sounds kind of dirty, no?). Through a series of yes and no questions, and some blinking equipment, we found out that the spirit in the room used to work in the hotel, and really, really liked the ladies.  He told us that he used to spy on the female inhabitants of the hotel room from the closet.  Each of the female reporters got to hang with him in there.  When I closed the door, I could swear it got colder.  And the cold felt like it was moving up my back like a hand...damn it!  Now I'm going to have to sleep with the light on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Su9wQhMNGOI/AAAAAAAAAO4/VLmU7xfVwDU/s1600-h/IMG_0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Su9wQhMNGOI/AAAAAAAAAO4/VLmU7xfVwDU/s400/IMG_0768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399657907330291938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grant and Jason during the day's interviews.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we walked down a haunted hotel hallway.  I didn't feel anything right away, but as we found out, there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; a presence.  The TAPS team member said, "If anyone is here with us, can you give us a sign?"  As if on cue, the honeymooning couple in one of the rooms started moaning passionately!  We barely made it out of there before cracking up hysterically!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Su9wROxqEiI/AAAAAAAAAPA/plnG0_uUzkQ/s1600-h/IMG_0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Su9wROxqEiI/AAAAAAAAAPA/plnG0_uUzkQ/s400/IMG_0807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399657919566975522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The infamous moaning couple hallway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we ended up in a tiny little hotel room, supposedly one of the most haunted in the hotel.  The light from the moon was pretty bright, so we could definitely see clearly.  I was sitting on the bed with one other  person in full sight.  Everyone else was on the floor.  And all of a sudden, something&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; flicked my earring&lt;/span&gt;!  We checked the windows. No drafts.  Magnets wouldn't have worked.  The earrings are silver.  I have no idea if it was the ghost of  the little girl who supposedly haunts that room or if there was some elaborate trickery.  (I really, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; want to believe it was the ghost.)  All I know is, it&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; swung&lt;/span&gt;!  Coolest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, Amanda Tapping from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stargate&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sanctuary&lt;/span&gt; joined the group as we explored the old performance hall.  (It was still set up from the day's wedding...might have been our moaners.)  We got to play with equipment, and wander the basement where a homeless woman apparently died.  This year at Comic Con, I got to &lt;a href="http://scifiwire.com/2009/07/sdcc-sanctuary-guest-star.php"&gt;chat with Tapping&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for a bit.  While talking about our shared &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ghost Hunters&lt;/span&gt; experience, I asked her if she believed.  "Oh, absolutely, I absolutely believe in it. There are forces at work in our world we don't understand. And maybe we shouldn't. Maybe that's part of the beauty of mystery. I love the fact that there are mysterious things and the unexplained, and people try so hard scientifically to explain it. But maybe it just shouldn't be. I love that. I often feel like there are spirits around that are protecting me. I know when my eldest brother passed away, I kept knowing that he was around. I knew he was there. And he would manifest in different ways. This will make me sound totally hokey, but I absolutely believe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Su9wQDlZ1yI/AAAAAAAAAOo/E9joFFbK5m4/s1600-h/IMG_0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Su9wQDlZ1yI/AAAAAAAAAOo/E9joFFbK5m4/s400/IMG_0763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399657899382920994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me with the super-nice Amanda Tapping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know this is random, but we got a few gifts when we got to the hotel.  A &lt;/span&gt;Ghost Hunters &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sweatshirt that my husband took from me, (OK, fine, I gave it to him.) a flashlight, (makes sense) a compass (um...why?) and a giant pocket knife (because I was going to, what...&lt;/span&gt;stab&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the ghosts?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-9056835893263829530?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/9056835893263829530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-ghost-hunter-for-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/9056835893263829530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/9056835893263829530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-ghost-hunter-for-day.html' title='I was a Ghost Hunter for a day!'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Su9xib8HjKI/AAAAAAAAAPI/vHRuFP8tY_M/s72-c/1111aaaaghosthunters' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-5018630636600610280</id><published>2009-10-30T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T12:28:30.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Shanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sgu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nightmare On Elm Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hawkman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gentlemen broncos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, when the OTHER Jenna Bus(c)h Googles her name, she's going to get MY stuff!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of stuff went up this morning!  I know a bunch of you have seen this already, but the Hawkman part of my interview with the awesome (and smokin') Michael Shanks went up on Huffington Post!  He reveals juicy, geeky details about his costume, weapons and what sort of role playing he did as a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sus2_oa8dRI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/B7mCslrAzqw/s1600-h/123123123"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 124px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sus2_oa8dRI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/B7mCslrAzqw/s400/123123123" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398469045143762194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/michael-shanks-on-smallvi_b_339282.html"&gt;Michael Shanks Interview &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you know I do a video segment for the JoBlo Movie Show called "Geek Stuff".  Well, this week, it's a bit of a stretch...I'm drinking for science!  This week, I taste test Halloween-themed booze (I do this all for you) and paint my face a strange blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sus156yOsqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/i3cdOg-HqYA/s1600-h/1abcme"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sus156yOsqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/i3cdOg-HqYA/s400/1abcme" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398467847482421922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/joblo-movie-show-32"&gt;JoBlo Movie Show...my segment is about 5 1/2 minutes in.  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other JoBlo news, I have links to the Q&amp;amp;A for Gentlemen Broncos, the new offering from Jared Hess, the man behind Napoleon Dynamite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sus2WFwXJUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/qmpkh83o7BM/s1600-h/gentlemenbroncoslogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 153px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sus2WFwXJUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/qmpkh83o7BM/s400/gentlemenbroncoslogo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398468331463714114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/qa-gentlemen-broncos"&gt;Gentlemen Broncos Q&amp;amp;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaand, if you want to know what I actually thought about it, check out my review.  I tried to be kind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sus3Vj50t6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/NrT-zqTl9wg/s1600-h/broncosrevflash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sus3Vj50t6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/NrT-zqTl9wg/s400/broncosrevflash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398469421888223138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/review-gentlemen-broncos"&gt;Gentlemen Broncos Review&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally, I ended up getting another day of work on Never Sleep Again: The Elm Street Legacy.  We just had Jsu Garcia and David Newsom!  Damn, I love my job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sus-JqSKbyI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ykhb9hQ6P7A/s1600-h/1234456789"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sus-JqSKbyI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ykhb9hQ6P7A/s400/1234456789" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398476914023886626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-5018630636600610280?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/5018630636600610280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-when-other-jenna-busch-googles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5018630636600610280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5018630636600610280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-when-other-jenna-busch-googles.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sus2_oa8dRI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/B7mCslrAzqw/s72-c/123123123' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-516755813546167905</id><published>2009-10-29T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:12:01.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Shanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stargate universe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sgu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smallville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hawkman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huffington post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanctuary'/><title type='text'>Michael Shanks talks SGU, Santuary and Twitter</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!  Got some good stuff for you Michael Shanks fans!  And if my Twitter feed is to be believed, there are TONS of you out there.  I'm certainly included in the ranks!  The main part of our interview was about his upcoming appearance on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smallville&lt;/span&gt; as the Justice Society member with gravity-defying Nth metal wings, Hawkman.  (I'll link as soon as it goes live.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuoSpF7jdoI/AAAAAAAAANg/pNY9hKaqIjE/s1600-h/1michaelshanks"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuoSpF7jdoI/AAAAAAAAANg/pNY9hKaqIjE/s400/1michaelshanks" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398147600532862594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Shanks gave me some great info on his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stargate Universe&lt;/span&gt; appearances, his opinion about the show and his upcoming role on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sanctuary&lt;/span&gt;.  You guys get to check it out&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; before&lt;/span&gt; it goes up on The Huffington Post.  He also mentioned that, if he looses a bet with his wife...you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might &lt;/span&gt;actually see him on Twitter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, you're appearing on Stargate Universe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a brief cameo in the pilot and I've shot a couple of episodes, I think episode nine, called “Human” and then one near the end of their run...I think it's the eighteenth episode of the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuoSppWEVeI/AAAAAAAAANw/qh1sSGdzs2w/s1600-h/1stargateuniverse"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 86px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuoSppWEVeI/AAAAAAAAANw/qh1sSGdzs2w/s400/1stargateuniverse" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398147610039309794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love the show.  What do you think of it?  It's really different...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; different.  I mean, it's a completely different taste palate than the previous&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Stargate &lt;/span&gt;incarnations.  It's more realistic.  The characters are much more dimensionalized.  The visual of it is far more aesthetically pleasing and stunning.  The camera work is more interesting. The visual effects are amazing.  I mean, we had some great visual effects on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SG-1&lt;/span&gt;.  But these are just feature as far as I'm concerned.  From the shots I've seen.  The acting is wonderful.  The actors are really commiting.  You can tell.  And there's some wonderfully drawn characters there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a little...I just watched the first three episodes, and I just had a little issue with some of the drama.  I felt it was somewhat forced, and I just mean from the perspective of...the characters come across more...in order to create the tension, the mistrust, or the angst between some of the characters, it seems to lack logic, where the arguments have come across sometimes as, like, petulant children, not responsible adults engaged in discussions about actual issues.   The was that, when they were squabbling over something simple, the voices seemed to be a little more heightened for the sake of creating drama than they should be, as opposed to how people would react more in that kind of situation to another adult as opposed to yelling at you because it says we're supposed to be yelling at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuoSpcZte_I/AAAAAAAAANo/X6Ilk5p2hCg/s1600-h/1michaelshankswith+glasses"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuoSpcZte_I/AAAAAAAAANo/X6Ilk5p2hCg/s400/1michaelshankswith+glasses" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398147606564928498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a little problem with that aspect of the drama, but again, I am not the expert because I've not sat down and watched every episode.  I've seen aspects of the first three and the later part of, I believe, "Light".  So, again, I was blown away by the physical aspects of the show and really transported.  When I watch it, I'm really transported to the world that they've created.  It's really three-dimensionalized.  I'm just not quite buying all of the mistrust elements and the tension elements&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just yet&lt;/span&gt;.  But I think they're one strong story from hooking me and turning the corner on that.  And I've also found that I haven't quite gotten attached to the characters as much as I probably should be.  But that might be intentional as well.  They're much more dimensionalized therefore, they're not completely likable, they're not completely unlikable.  And there's a little bit of mystery to it.  So it keeps you coming back saying, 'where are they going with this'.  That's not a bad thing. Dole it out slowly.  So yeah, I've liked it for the most part, but I've just had some issues with some of the creation of the drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So you're going to be guest starring on Sanctuary, right?  (You're on all my favorite shows.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.  My speech therapist...we had a little sit down and he told me that, in order to get past my fear of the letter "S" I may only appear on shows that start with the letter "S" so I can build up my resistance to it.  So yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Laughs]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smallville&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stargate&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sanctuary&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm looking for some others.  If you can reccomend any other shows that start with "S" that I could pitch myself out to that would be great.  But yeah, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sanctuary&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you filmed the episode yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I filmed it in June I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April, May...I don't remember.  It's been a hell of a year.  [Laughs]  We used part of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Watchmen&lt;/span&gt; backlot, which was a three block cityscape that they built for&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Watchmen&lt;/span&gt;.  So there's this beautiful standing set in the middle of Burnaby (Vancouver) that has some great exteriors for, I think it's episode nine.  I think.  I may be completely off base with that.  But yeah, I play a character called Jimmy.  "Jimmy the Pouch".  [Laughs]  Or as I call him, "Jimmy the Pooch".  He has a strong interaction with and a similar background with the new character called Kate Freelander, played by Agam Darshi on the show, and has a history with Helen Magnus, played by Amanda Tapping (his former co-star on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SG-1&lt;/span&gt;).  We kind of toy with that a little.  But most of the scenes I have are with Agam Darshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuoSp3wOKmI/AAAAAAAAAN4/M8HPr2RlBWM/s1600-h/1sanctuary"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 88px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuoSp3wOKmI/AAAAAAAAAN4/M8HPr2RlBWM/s400/1sanctuary" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398147613907102306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I actually drove past that set when I was on a set visit for another film up in Vancouver.  I didn't get to stop, but it looked really cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's pretty nifty, I have to say.  I didn't know that on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smallville&lt;/span&gt; lot, they've got a block and a half of Metropolis built on their back lot...it's really neat to discover these things in Vancouver. [Laughs]  I've lived here for a large portion of the last twenty years and I haven't seen a lot of this stuff.  So it's really neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A bunch of my Twitter followers asked where your wife is on Twitter, and want to know when&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you're&lt;/span&gt; getting on there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, uh, never.  That's that one.  Let's get that out of the way.  Michael Shanks twittering is not going to happen.  Let's just go down that road.  [Laughs]  Although apparently I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; might&lt;/span&gt;.  I made a bet with my wife and she had to choose what I would have to do if I lost the bet.  She said, because she knows how much I don't like the notion of twittering, if I lose, I have to twitter for a week.  So that will be probably be the only way you will catch me twittering.  I'm just not that guy.  [Laughs]  But she is.  I don't know.  I don't keep track of her twittering...I don't know what you call it.  [Laughs]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tweets?  [Laughs]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When she's doing it I walk by and roll my eyes.  That's my twenty cents&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt; I'm sure all the true twitters and the true fans of Twitter are going to look at me and go, 'you're a bonehead'.  [Laughs]  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, your official website twitters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes, they do a lot of that kind of stuff.  I'm trying to take a step back from my direct involvement in online kind of stuff.  I find it to be a dark and murky place where there are a lot of drive by opinion makers [Laughs] who escape into the night without being accountable for their words and I'm not a big fan of that.  So I attempt to keep my distance from the direct online interaction.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally understand...I've has some issues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yeah, that's the thing.  I guess if you put it in proper perspective it really doesn't matter, but in terms of, I've got young kids and stuff like that.  My daughter is getting into the internet aspect of things, and is online on a regular basis, and does read some certain things.  She will poke around and look at certain things.  And I don't want her to see that kind of crap.  It's going to be there anyway, so I'm not going to worry about it.  That's what happens when you're a little bit in the public eye, or stick your neck out there, but it's the aspect of sticking your neck out there and placing myself in those situations.  I'm just not terribly interested in doing that at this juncture.  I've got better things to do.  [Laughs]&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-516755813546167905?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/516755813546167905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/michael-shanks-talks-sgu-santuary-and.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/516755813546167905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/516755813546167905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/michael-shanks-talks-sgu-santuary-and.html' title='Michael Shanks talks SGU, Santuary and Twitter'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuoSpF7jdoI/AAAAAAAAANg/pNY9hKaqIjE/s72-c/1michaelshanks' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-962595830262170486</id><published>2009-10-28T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T12:44:33.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hanker for a hunk of cheese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t put it in your mouth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t drown your food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing pills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make a saturday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psa'/><title type='text'>Ketchup is Evil and My Pills Tell Me What to Do</title><content type='html'>Do any of you remember the commercial that told us condiments were evil?  I was wandering around YouTube the other day and rewatched a few of my favorites.  My Facebook friends have seen me post a few of these, but they're worth a second viewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Links below the pictures.  And feel free to blame me for your fucked up dreams tonight.)  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Suia0B9CoRI/AAAAAAAAAM4/P-YYZFVEJgw/s1600-h/1aaaaaaa"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 89px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Suia0B9CoRI/AAAAAAAAAM4/P-YYZFVEJgw/s400/1aaaaaaa" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397734372071874834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VfEG15CLTqo"&gt;"Don't Drown Your Food"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know salad dressing can be high in calories, but really, was condiment abuse a hot button issue back then?  Can you imagine the meeting?  "It's terrible the way kids abuse mustard these days.  It's becoming an epidemic!  A-1 Sauce is invading our schools!  We must stop it!  Destroy the ketchup!  Stop the madness!"  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; was the issue you thought needed attention?  And to make your point, you have cute animated food drowning in sauce?  All that did was make me want to name a potato Henry and keep him as a pet.  Hey, people did it with rocks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuibSKOUBcI/AAAAAAAAANA/HTUhvQ3tCds/s1600-h/1abc"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 88px; height: 66px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuibSKOUBcI/AAAAAAAAANA/HTUhvQ3tCds/s400/1abc" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397734889687877058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NozOppLXh18&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;"Make a Saturday"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one tried to convince kids to make an ice cream Sunday &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;without the ice cream&lt;/span&gt;!  Make it with fruit...but in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shape &lt;/span&gt;of a Sunday.  Let's call it a "Saturday" so it's still lots o' fun!  Dude, what the fuck?  By the way, the thing looks pretty phallic to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuibnmJVUDI/AAAAAAAAANI/WfOL2MO_qX8/s1600-h/1ab"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 88px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuibnmJVUDI/AAAAAAAAANI/WfOL2MO_qX8/s400/1ab" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397735257960435762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ZA2A2zoz-A"&gt;"Hanker for a Hunk of Cheese"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, salad dressing is evil, but full fat cheese is just great for you.  And did you catch the visuals?  "When my ten-gallon hat is feeling five-gallon flat..."  Um, I'm sorry to bring this up again, but it looks like a penis.  Watch it again and tell me I'm wrong.  Not sure cheese has the same effect as Viagra, but give it a shot if you're so inclined.  Let me know how that works out for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuicVoMvRtI/AAAAAAAAANQ/05yU7x8vG1U/s1600-h/1abcde"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 89px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuicVoMvRtI/AAAAAAAAANQ/05yU7x8vG1U/s400/1abcde" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397736048785573586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LECSVlc6O1g"&gt;"This is Serious" (Singing Pills)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my hands down favorite.  Singing pill puppets telling you that they're not candy.   Um, if things in your medicine cabinet are singing to you, your problems are a bit beyond a PSA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuicVzGosNI/AAAAAAAAANY/Qry4pTh4SdE/s1600-h/1abcdef"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 88px; height: 66px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuicVzGosNI/AAAAAAAAANY/Qry4pTh4SdE/s400/1abcdef" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397736051712766162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vyl5Mwr84MA&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;"Don't Put it in Your Mouth"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; why people become Furries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you guys have favorite PSA's?  Send me some links so I can marvel at the stupidity of the eighties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-962595830262170486?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/962595830262170486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/ketchup-is-evil-and-my-pills-tell-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/962595830262170486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/962595830262170486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/ketchup-is-evil-and-my-pills-tell-me.html' title='Ketchup is Evil and My Pills Tell Me What to Do'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Suia0B9CoRI/AAAAAAAAAM4/P-YYZFVEJgw/s72-c/1aaaaaaa' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-1937190899720043834</id><published>2009-10-27T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T10:47:19.749-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World of Warcraft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popeater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flash Forward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sonya Walger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breast physics'/><title type='text'>Flash Forward's Sonya Walger, Slutty Game Pirates and Breast Physics</title><content type='html'>I'm happy to announce that I'm going to be doing some writing for AOL's Popeater.com!  (My landlady, the cable company and AT&amp;amp;T are also rather pleased.  It seems that bartering cows and tomatoes is no longer an acceptable payment practice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sucjf2LjM3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/WTf5Q-YPhfA/s1600-h/1cow"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sucjf2LjM3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/WTf5Q-YPhfA/s320/1cow" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397321708453704562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for my first post, I managed to score an interview with Sonya Walger, who plays Dr. Olivia Benford on&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Flash Forward&lt;/span&gt;.  Are you guys watching this?  I really, really hesitated.  The last thing I wanted was to watch another show that requires cliff notes and someone geekier than me to explain it all...but I finally caved.  Walger tells me whether or not she hesitated when asked to take on a "mystery show" after &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt;, a sneak peek at Thursday's episode and whether or not she's like a glimpse into her future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SucmxQMRpII/AAAAAAAAAMI/j6-C9AUkwmQ/s1600-h/1sonya"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 94px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SucmxQMRpII/AAAAAAAAAMI/j6-C9AUkwmQ/s320/1sonya" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397325306028729474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.popeater.com/2009/10/27/flash-forward-spoilers-sonya-walger-interview/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to check out our interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally, I went trick or treating in Azeroth last night.  Oh stop laughing.  You can actually do that in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;World of Warcraft &lt;/span&gt;this week!  The innkeepers can either give you a treat or turn you into something.  The other day I was turned into a bat and a frog.  Last night I got a candy bar. My buddy Chad got a pirate wand...he turned me into a slutty pirate with some serious cleavage.  She looks something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SucrAd-UhwI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PWPjSFfDdfE/s1600-h/1pirate"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SucrAd-UhwI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PWPjSFfDdfE/s320/1pirate" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397329965472843522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it might be a bit difficult to fight with those things.  ;)  I swear, there will be a post about video game breast physics in the near future.  (Please note, I am NOT offended by boobs in video games anymore than I'm offended by guys with comically huge muscles.  I just think it might be a little difficult to keep these things from falling out while fighting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SucwlXkjqOI/AAAAAAAAAMo/40KGJ1JezoU/s1600-h/1aivy"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 89px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SucwlXkjqOI/AAAAAAAAAMo/40KGJ1JezoU/s400/1aivy" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397336096967469282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SucxgVV9PXI/AAAAAAAAAMw/IydD06xbQTY/s1600-h/1a"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SucxgVV9PXI/AAAAAAAAAMw/IydD06xbQTY/s400/1a" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397337109981642098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to know what tape she's using to hold those things in!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-1937190899720043834?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/1937190899720043834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/flash-forwards-sonya-walger-slutty-game.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/1937190899720043834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/1937190899720043834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/flash-forwards-sonya-walger-slutty-game.html' title='Flash Forward&apos;s Sonya Walger, Slutty Game Pirates and Breast Physics'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sucjf2LjM3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/WTf5Q-YPhfA/s72-c/1cow' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-2952990118718203656</id><published>2009-10-26T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T14:54:58.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the fourth kind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='V'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead guy ale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aliens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thundercats'/><title type='text'>Damn Aliens Woke Me at 3:33 am Again</title><content type='html'>Alright.  I admit it.  No matter how logical I think I am, an itty bitty little part of me has a fear of aliens.  I'm probably never going to come across Bigfoot in the woods.  Highly unlikely that I'm going to meet a Yeti while hiking in Los Angeles.  I can usually explain away any little things that go bump in the night.  But aliens?  Well, I suppose it's not outside the realm of possibility.  I mean, there are plenty of planets out there.  Thundera could be one of them, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuX6gNiN-6I/AAAAAAAAALA/OTJLUV2W9rY/s1600-h/1athundercats"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 93px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuX6gNiN-6I/AAAAAAAAALA/OTJLUV2W9rY/s320/1athundercats" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396995159769349026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love Cheetara...except for the episode where she got all fluttery about finding gold.  Of course the chick wanted to make it into a necklace.  Harumph.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after waking up at 3:33 am for the 4th morning in a row, I am forced to admit my secret fear of aliens.  I guess if a planet full of people can brave space traffic to fly all the way over here, they'd probably have a way to do some secret anal probing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuX7YYhFxhI/AAAAAAAAALI/IUXmMMwahrg/s1600-h/alienanalprobe"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 103px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuX7YYhFxhI/AAAAAAAAALI/IUXmMMwahrg/s320/alienanalprobe" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396996124790081042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not saying that I think they've been here.  I'm just saying that their existence is not outside the realm of possibility.  So here's the thing.  (Please understand, I was awake until 2 am, and woke up early to interview Sonya Walger for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flash Forward&lt;/span&gt;...her shows are chock full of conspiracies.  I'm sleep deprived and therefore may sound like complete nutter...you've been warned.)  If I were an alien, and really, how do you know I'm not, I'd skip this planet.  We're kind of idiots here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuX-c9FxXfI/AAAAAAAAALQ/eenBGnYcfE0/s1600-h/1aageorge"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 93px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuX-c9FxXfI/AAAAAAAAALQ/eenBGnYcfE0/s320/1aageorge" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396999501861969394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either you're going to scare us to death, or we're going to annoy you until you leave.  (Or make you live in shacks and call you prawns.  Baaaad &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;District 9&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuYEi3qvsRI/AAAAAAAAALo/2JbAjw6iWBk/s1600-h/1aaa"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 93px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuYEi3qvsRI/AAAAAAAAALo/2JbAjw6iWBk/s320/1aaa" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397006200555417874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the reason I keep waking up at 3:33 am?  I just saw &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Fourth Kind&lt;/span&gt; last week.  If you follow me on Twitter, you know that I loved it.  The embargo hasn't lifted yet, so I can't tell you much. I'll simply say, you must see this film!  It rocked!   Check out the trailer link below.  I promise I'll post my review as soon as it goes live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuYaFitw_6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/b_P7H5ufVKA/s1600-h/1aaaaa"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 141px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuYaFitw_6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/b_P7H5ufVKA/s320/1aaaaa" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397029885970546594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click on the &lt;a href="http://www.thefourthkind.net/#/trailer_menu"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to check out the trailer and TV spots.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other alien news, the re-imagining of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt; airs November 3rd.  Despite reports of production problems and the decision to run four episodes, then take it off the air until next year, I'm looking forward to this.  I have been for a while.  In fact, when I interviewed original&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; V&lt;/span&gt; cast members &lt;a href="http://scifiwire.com/2009/06/marc-singer-who-starred-i.php"&gt;Mark Singer&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.ugo.com/ugo/html/article/?id=19094"&gt;Robert Englund&lt;/a&gt; a while back, I had to ask them about the upcoming show.  (Click on the links to check out the interviews.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuYD3ym8kKI/AAAAAAAAALg/nmC-ZzfvoLc/s1600-h/1aav"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuYD3ym8kKI/AAAAAAAAALg/nmC-ZzfvoLc/s320/1aav" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397005460462932130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you guys excited for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;? Do you think Morena Baccarin makes a convincing alien?  Do you care at all?  Are you going to see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Fourth Kind&lt;/span&gt;?  Can you tell I spent a good portion of last night testing Halloween-themed alcohol for the JoBlo Movie Show?  (Dead Guy Ale, dude.  You have to get some!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuYFpepun3I/AAAAAAAAALw/sgOZtLb1z3E/s1600-h/1aaaa"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuYFpepun3I/AAAAAAAAALw/sgOZtLb1z3E/s320/1aaaa" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397007413610979186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-2952990118718203656?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/2952990118718203656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/damn-aliens-woke-me-at-333-am-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/2952990118718203656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/2952990118718203656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/damn-aliens-woke-me-at-333-am-again.html' title='Damn Aliens Woke Me at 3:33 am Again'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuX6gNiN-6I/AAAAAAAAALA/OTJLUV2W9rY/s72-c/1athundercats' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-1491540380254362348</id><published>2009-10-23T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T14:58:47.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eliza Dushku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cirque du freak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andras jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dollhouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer glau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nightmare On Elm Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dichen lachman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buz wallick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salma hayek'/><title type='text'>My Dollhouse Preview, interview with Salma Hayek and Elm Street</title><content type='html'>It's an odd mix this morning, my geeky buds.  This is why freelance makes puppies cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up today, my preview of Friday's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dollhouse&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuH0JUfrLzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/p6sVnxSApRM/s1600-h/1dollhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuH0JUfrLzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/p6sVnxSApRM/s320/1dollhouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395862269524127538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a chance to check out the next two episodes of the Eliza Dushku fashion show. (I'm sorry...see below)  I'm sure you've all heard that we'll have to wait until December 4th to see the second one.  According to the &lt;a href="http://www.thefutoncritic.com/news.aspx?id=8350"&gt;Futon Critic&lt;/a&gt;, Fox has benched the show for sweeps.  Baaad sign, Whedonites.  &lt;a href="http://scifiwire.com/2009/10/the-episode-of-dollhouse.php#more"&gt;Here's my article on why you MUST watch this Friday's episode, "Belonging"&lt;/a&gt;.  M.U.S.T.  Dichen Lachman is awesome.  If this episode had been the first of the season, the show would be rocking instead of floundering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuHmnMKoBpI/AAAAAAAAAJk/upYgIApPNW8/s1600-h/1dichen"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuHmnMKoBpI/AAAAAAAAAJk/upYgIApPNW8/s320/1dichen" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395847389521643154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The lady who might save &lt;/span&gt;Dollhouse!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also seen the Dec. 4th episode with geek goddess Summer Glau.  She plays a crazy tech chick with a vendetta against Echo.  Look, I hope she and Dichen can save the show.  And not just because I love me some Joss Whedon.  I think the show has great potential.  I really do.  I just think that it should be more of an ensemble.  Eliza has tons of talent, but she really shines in kick-assery and seduction.  Keep her there and let the other dollies do more.  Audiences can spot a "vehicle" a mile away, and if comments on the net are to be believed, they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuHpI9MfU2I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/KbumSVwo_VU/s1600-h/1summerglau"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuHpI9MfU2I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/KbumSVwo_VU/s320/1summerglau" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395850168641737570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next my final post on Cirque du Freak. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.joblo.com/interview-salma-hayek"&gt; Check out m&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/interview-salma-hayek"&gt;y video interview with the lovely Salma Hayek&lt;/a&gt;.  She's magic wrapped in candy, but she was clearly exhausted during the interview.  She does get really excited about the upcoming Shreck spin off, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Puss in Boots&lt;/span&gt;.   More excited about an animated cat than a bearded lady.  Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuHmnWibb4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/_FEP4jCDH7o/s1600-h/1salma+hayek"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 88px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuHmnWibb4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/_FEP4jCDH7o/s320/1salma+hayek" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395847392305835906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sadly, it's my last day on the set of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never Sleep Again: The Elm Street Legacy..&lt;/span&gt;.Andres Jones today, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuHmmx67oPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/6uT7-HgTcos/s1600-h/1andres"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 101px; height: 74px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuHmmx67oPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/6uT7-HgTcos/s320/1andres" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395847382476497138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Andras Jones-Rick Johnson in&lt;/span&gt; A Nightmare on Elm Street 4: The Dream Master&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had an amazing time, and I'll be updating the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2041979&amp;amp;id=1231353917"&gt;photo album&lt;/a&gt; as the actors come in today. I promised to give a shout out to super cool Cimematographer Buz Wallick. He tells me he is a creepy guy in a beard. (Absolutely NOT creepy.) Seriously, everyone has been amazing! And producer Thommy Hutson told me he's going to call me in if they get Dokken. \m/ (If you don't know that particular emoticon, you won't get why that makes me so happy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuHoF-h3fII/AAAAAAAAAJ0/l8kyMc-4GWc/s1600-h/buz"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuHoF-h3fII/AAAAAAAAAJ0/l8kyMc-4GWc/s320/buz" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_53958490179l48601474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buz "Danger" Wallick, the creepy beard guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: I lost my battle with craft services and surrendered to the strawberry doughnut.  Hey, if you're going down in flames, make it spectacular!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuH1VgTvUrI/AAAAAAAAAKU/FXqYb53QEdc/s1600-h/1doughnut"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuH1VgTvUrI/AAAAAAAAAKU/FXqYb53QEdc/s320/1doughnut" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395863578365350578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-1491540380254362348?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/1491540380254362348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-dollhouse-preview-interview-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/1491540380254362348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/1491540380254362348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-dollhouse-preview-interview-with.html' title='My Dollhouse Preview, interview with Salma Hayek and Elm Street'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuH0JUfrLzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/p6sVnxSApRM/s72-c/1dollhouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-4121333808681317238</id><published>2009-10-22T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T11:19:51.269-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JoBlo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cirque du freak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john c. reilly'/><title type='text'>John C. Reilly Has Super Spit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuCW33e-Y5I/AAAAAAAAAJU/5mxLlk71sdo/s1600-h/1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuCW33e-Y5I/AAAAAAAAAJU/5mxLlk71sdo/s320/1" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395478240120693650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the second of my &lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/index.php?id=29196"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cirque Du Freak&lt;/span&gt; interviews&lt;/a&gt; for JoBlo.  (Salma Hayek will be up tomorrow)  John C. Reilly plays Larten Crepsley, the vampire mentor to the teenage Darren Shan.  Like the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; vamps, these blood suckers don't have fangs.  But happily, they do NOT resemble disco balls in the sun.   (They &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; have super spit. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I &lt;/span&gt;want super spit.  And their ability to flit would be handy in LA traffic.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuCWkvVIhhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mOwEi1TcCng/s1600-h/1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuCWkvVIhhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mOwEi1TcCng/s320/1" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395477911514416658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saw this shot online and it cracked me up.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The super-mellow Reilly tells me about Cirque's vampire mythology, the war against the Vampanese (read the books...it's far cooler than it sounds) and what he's got coming up next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-4121333808681317238?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/4121333808681317238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/john-c-reilly-has-super-spit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4121333808681317238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4121333808681317238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/john-c-reilly-has-super-spit.html' title='John C. Reilly Has Super Spit'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/SuCW33e-Y5I/AAAAAAAAAJU/5mxLlk71sdo/s72-c/1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-619740896098408745</id><published>2009-10-21T10:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T10:46:34.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cirque du freak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris massoglia'/><title type='text'>The 1st of my Cirque Du Freak: The Vampire's Assistant Interviews: Chris Massoglia</title><content type='html'>Last year I got to &lt;a href="http://movieblog.ugo.com/movies/on-the-set-of-cirque-du-freak-the-vampires-assistant"&gt;visit the set&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cirque Du Freak: The Vampire's Assistant in New Orleans&lt;/span&gt;.  It was a crazy trip that involved a bar called the "Dungeon" and me reading everyone's tarot cards in my room at 4:30 am.  Here's what I learned from the trip: John C. Reilly is a riot, I would love to live on this set and beignets are an excellent cure for a hangover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/St9IWcpOfzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/LaYPp5Fbvjc/s1600-h/2"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 106px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/St9IWcpOfzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/LaYPp5Fbvjc/s320/2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395110429096574770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my &lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/interview-chris-massoglia"&gt;video interview&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cirque Du Freak: The Vampire's Assistant&lt;/span&gt; star Chris Massoglia.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/interview-chris-massoglia"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I asked the poor dear what he did to get beads thrown at him during Mardi Gras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/St9IXCNRy5I/AAAAAAAAAJE/S3isy43jRlk/s1600-h/3"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 92px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/St9IXCNRy5I/AAAAAAAAAJE/S3isy43jRlk/s320/3" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395110439179897746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And check out the movie poster behind my shoulder.  Looks like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;, no?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/St9IW2RjH3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/CPPb_iA90Lw/s1600-h/1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/St9IW2RjH3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/CPPb_iA90Lw/s320/1" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395110435976585074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-619740896098408745?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/619740896098408745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/1st-of-my-cirque-du-freak-vampires.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/619740896098408745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/619740896098408745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/1st-of-my-cirque-du-freak-vampires.html' title='The 1st of my Cirque Du Freak: The Vampire&apos;s Assistant Interviews: Chris Massoglia'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/St9IWcpOfzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/LaYPp5Fbvjc/s72-c/2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-5697435770345704959</id><published>2009-10-20T13:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:49:53.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forces of geek'/><title type='text'>Video Game Stocks Down...Duh!</title><content type='html'>I write for a site called &lt;a href="http://www.forcesofgeek.com/"&gt;Forces of Geek&lt;/a&gt;.  It's a blast, they let me write about whatever geeky little thing is making my heart beat faster this week.  I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I was reading Google News and I read a&lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/article/BT-CO-20091020-712428.html"&gt; story&lt;/a&gt; about how video game stocks are down.  I mentioned it to a few friends and looked up some reaction on the web.  Everyone seemed to be surprised by this.  Really?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Really?&lt;/span&gt;  I went digging in my closet and found my soap box hidden behind some old shoes.  Climbing on it now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forcesofgeek.com/2009/10/game-stocks-are-downwanna-guess-why.html"&gt;Video Game Stocks are Down...Wanna Guess Why?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/St4iBRfm8vI/AAAAAAAAAIs/W90aJ1DxiZ0/s1600-h/11"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/St4iBRfm8vI/AAAAAAAAAIs/W90aJ1DxiZ0/s320/11" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394786808907625202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my post for Forces of Geek and let me know if you agree.  (Plus, I found some funny video game pics that I hope make you giggle.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-5697435770345704959?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/5697435770345704959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/video-game-stocks-downduh.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5697435770345704959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/5697435770345704959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/video-game-stocks-downduh.html' title='Video Game Stocks Down...Duh!'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/St4iBRfm8vI/AAAAAAAAAIs/W90aJ1DxiZ0/s72-c/11' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-642276185635276845</id><published>2009-10-19T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T15:22:41.231-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freddy Krueger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kate Vernon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nightmare On Elm Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jackie earle haley'/><title type='text'>Hodge Podge: The Final Cylon, Cirque Du Freak, Wil Wheaton, Freddy Krueger, and Doing Makeup for "Never Sleep Again"</title><content type='html'>This weekend was as crazy as Gnome on a Robot Chicken.  (I play a LOT of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;World of Warcraf&lt;/span&gt;t.)  I spent Saturday live blogging from the Spike TV Scream Awards, and yesterday writing up all the stories I got from the red carpet...and cleaning all the fake snow they dumped on us out of my keyboard.  So for this Monday's post, I have a bit of a wrap up.  And some info on what bizarro project I'm taking a five minute break from today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sty35SUrJDI/AAAAAAAAAIU/zMF0Awy4a_8/s1600-h/1robotchicken"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 114px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sty35SUrJDI/AAAAAAAAAIU/zMF0Awy4a_8/s320/1robotchicken" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394388648481989682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seriously, you can ride this in the game.  How are you not playing yet?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, Kate Vernon.  I interviewed her for &lt;a href="http://tv.ign.com/articles/953/953908p1.html"&gt;IGN&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/an-interview-with-the-fin_b_164728.html"&gt;Huffington Post&lt;/a&gt; before the series finale of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Battlestar Galactica&lt;/span&gt;.  Both interviews were on the phone and took place a few days from each other, so we actually got to chat a bit.  This woman rocks.  Her performance as Ellen Tigh was a tour de force, and she's a lovely person to boot.   I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; got to meet her in person on the red carpet, where she told me that, though she'd love to do more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Battlestar&lt;/span&gt; movies, it isn't looking likely.  “There's no buzz about it, no,” she said.  “I was sad about it.  I'm sad, you know.  I loved my role.  Ellen Tigh is an amazing role.  I'm game, if Ron (Moore) wants to bring it back.   It's got a few takers, for sure.  And a built in audience, for sure.  So we'll see.”  Here's hoping.  Again, it allows me to continue using the word "frak".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StyxOnTSFcI/AAAAAAAAAH8/upXnpar7Z-A/s1600-h/1kate"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StyxOnTSFcI/AAAAAAAAAH8/upXnpar7Z-A/s320/1kate" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394381318309156290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love, love, love her final &lt;/span&gt;BSG&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; episodes!  If you haven't watched the show, I'm coming to your house, tying you down, and popping in the DVD.  Don't worry.  I'm harmless...::cough, cough::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next, we have Wil Wheaton guest starring on tonight's episode of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Big Bang Theory&lt;/span&gt;.  Wesley Crusher, dude!  I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;STNG&lt;/span&gt;!  I know the original series is classic, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star Trek: The Next Generation&lt;/span&gt; is still my favorite.  Tonight, the famously nice Wheaton plays a mean version of himself.  Here's the link to my &lt;a href="http://scifiwire.com/2009/10/tonight-wil-wheaton-start.php"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sty28dpL4dI/AAAAAAAAAIE/DEoFtTkFlk0/s1600-h/98529_D0703b-217x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sty28dpL4dI/AAAAAAAAAIE/DEoFtTkFlk0/s320/98529_D0703b-217x300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394387603548791250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I loved him in &lt;/span&gt;Stand By Me.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I loved River Phoenix even more.  Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As I've posted before, I love Jackie Earle Haley.  He's the coolest guy, and he's been incredibly nice every time I've interviewed him.  (Here's the most recent &lt;a href="http://scifiwire.com/2009/07/how-foxs-human-target-cha.php"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;.)  I got a chance to chat with him on the red carpet Saturday night and he gave me some good info.  First, he debunked the rumors that he's playing Sinestro in the upcoming &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/span&gt; movie.  But, he may still do it...check it out &lt;a href="http://scifiwire.com/2009/10/jackie-earle-haley-debunk.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  He also gave me the &lt;a href="http://scifiwire.com/2009/10/nightmares-new-freddy-def.php"&gt;scoop&lt;/a&gt; on the Freddy Krueger makeup, which I'm particularly interested in.  (Read on to find out why.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sty3KBhicdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uNLNfe08Q8M/s1600-h/IMG_1837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sty3KBhicdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uNLNfe08Q8M/s320/IMG_1837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394387836518691282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How can someone so sweet in person be so fucking bad ass on film?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My review of &lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/review-cirque-du-freak"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cirque Du Freak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; went up today as well.  I really wanted to love this one.  And I did have a good time.  I just wanted more from it.  The problem for me was not the story.  I loved the books and it translated well.  It wasn't the actors.  John C. Reilly cracked me up.  (I'll link to our video interview as soon as it posts, but in the meantime, here's our set visit &lt;a href="http://movieblog.ugo.com/movies/on-the-set-of-cirque-du-freak-the-vampires-assistant"&gt;interview&lt;/a&gt;.)  It was all about the editing.  I'd be interested to hear what you guys think after you see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sty8YDcbifI/AAAAAAAAAIc/vIE952tgZCI/s1600-h/cirque-du-freak_salmahayek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sty8YDcbifI/AAAAAAAAAIc/vIE952tgZCI/s320/cirque-du-freak_salmahayek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394393575110445554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sooo, hot or not?  Salma Hayek in a beard.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally, my crazy day on the set of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never Sleep Again: The Elm Street Legacy&lt;/span&gt;.  As some of you know, I've been a makeup artist for 15 years.  (Some of my weirder stuff is in my Facebook &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2016438&amp;amp;id=1231353917"&gt;album&lt;/a&gt;.)  The lovely Staci Layne Wilson suggested me for this gig.  And it's been amazing!!!  I've gotten to meet a ton of actors from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elm Street&lt;/span&gt; films, and paint their lovely faces.  Everyone has been extra cool.  David J. Schow (dude, he wrote &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Crow&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Masters of Horror&lt;/span&gt; episode "We All Scream for Ice Cream".  &lt;a href="http://scifiwire.com/2009/10/killer-clowns.php"&gt;Clowns&lt;/a&gt; scare the crap out of me.) even let me wear the Freddy glove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StzC5fTCnUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/pPjqsNAB4Q0/s1600-h/IMG_1801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StzC5fTCnUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/pPjqsNAB4Q0/s320/IMG_1801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394400746592705858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've never been happier.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Directors Andrew Kasch (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;His Name Was Jason: 30 Years of Friday the 13th&lt;/span&gt;) and Daniel Farrands (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Haunting in Connecticut&lt;/span&gt;) Producer Thommy Hutson (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;His Name Was Jason: 30 Years of Friday the 13th&lt;/span&gt;), Cinematographer Buz Wallick (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thirsty&lt;/span&gt;) who asked me to give him a shout out, and Production Manager/Jill of All Trades Annette Ashlie Slomka have been incredible to work with.  Plus, they fed me Pringles all day.  I'm totally addicted.  I've managed to resist the donuts, but that's only a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2041979&amp;amp;id=1231353917"&gt; link&lt;/a&gt; to some shots from the shoot.  Some good juicy stuff from the interviews...but, of course, I'm sworn to secrecy.  I'll be interviewing Dan, Andrew and Thommy soon, so I'll see what info they'll let me reveal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, which &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elm Street&lt;/span&gt; film was your fav?  Are you looking forward to the new one?  Are you seeing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cirque Du Freak&lt;/span&gt;?  Do you watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Big Bang Theory&lt;/span&gt;?  I actually do want to know all this.  Drop me a line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-642276185635276845?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/642276185635276845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/hodge-podge-final-cylon-cirque-du-freak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/642276185635276845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/642276185635276845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/hodge-podge-final-cylon-cirque-du-freak.html' title='Hodge Podge: The Final Cylon, Cirque Du Freak, Wil Wheaton, Freddy Krueger, and Doing Makeup for &quot;Never Sleep Again&quot;'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Sty35SUrJDI/AAAAAAAAAIU/zMF0Awy4a_8/s72-c/1robotchicken' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-4522885798213632547</id><published>2009-10-18T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T15:00:23.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eliza Dushku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kunal Nayyar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firefly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simon Helberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Horrible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joss Whedon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stana Katic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morena Baccarin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathan Fillion'/><title type='text'>I'm Casting Cameos for Joss Whedon.  Kinda.  Sorta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StuMwLucrII/AAAAAAAAAHk/Iei-F0UCa-c/s1600-h/1joss"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StuMwLucrII/AAAAAAAAAHk/Iei-F0UCa-c/s320/1joss" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394059738115517570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.  I'm a Joss Whedon fan.  It kind of goes with the whole "I'm a geek and geekiness is cool" thing.  But honestly, I've seen everything he's ever done.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Firefly, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, Dr. Horrible's Sing-along Blog&lt;/span&gt;.  I've read all his comic books...I even watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dollhouse&lt;/span&gt;.  (Fingers crossed, but I'm not holding out much hope for a third season.  Sigh.)  I've been lucky enough to interview him a few times, and he is just as funny as the characters he creates.  Hell, when I asked him if I could have the keys to a shiny new Australia (a reference you'll get if you've seen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr. Horrible&lt;/span&gt;), he told me I could be the Queen of Australia!  He provides me with constant entertainment, and he's decreed my royalty.  So I'm happy to help him out in any way I can.  Which includes casting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StuCaGlQoGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zR1jLGZU5Nc/s1600-h/1111"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StuCaGlQoGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zR1jLGZU5Nc/s320/1111" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394048363661402210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note, I'm totally kidding about all of this.  Whedon clearly has no casting issues and most certainly has never asked me for my opinion.  I'm just a big ole fan.  But, during interviews, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; been asking everyone remotely related to his work if they'd do a cameo or a role in any of his current projects.  And everyone has said yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Side note:  At last year's New York Comic Con, I told Whedon about my &lt;a href="http://scifiwire.com/2008/12/neil-patrick-harris-told-sci.php"&gt;interview&lt;/a&gt; with Neil Patrick Harris for SCI FI Wire, where he said he'd be happy to do a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dollhouse &lt;/span&gt;cameo, telling us, "That would be fun! All right. I'll ask Joss! I like being a cousin in the Whedon family, so whatever he wants me to do. Except porn."  Whedon laughed and said, "I don't know if he's that talented...any chance to work with Neil ... I would jump at instantly. He apparently plays on another series [CBS' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/span&gt;]. But we have to make sure he knows that I know."  So he's aware that I'm asking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I've got so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I &lt;a href="http://tv.ign.com/articles/962/962647p1.html"&gt;interviewed&lt;/a&gt; Nathan "the hammer is my penis" Fillion for IGN last year, I asked him if he'd do a cameo on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dollhouse&lt;/span&gt;.  He said, "Yeah!  I would.  I think, when Joss Whedon c&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;alls you up and says, 'hey, I've got this idea' you say, 'Yeah! Yes please. Thank you. Anything you like. That would be great.' It only works out for me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StuNIKr68EI/AAAAAAAAAHs/HQthHMasVxo/s1600-h/1nathan"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StuNIKr68EI/AAAAAAAAAHs/HQthHMasVxo/s320/1nathan" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394060150153343042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke to him again recently for &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/nathan-fillion-and-stana_b_309886.html"&gt;The Huffington Post&lt;/a&gt;, with his co-star on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Castle&lt;/span&gt; (which you really should be watching) Stana Katic.  I asked her if she'd be willing to sing in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr. Horrible&lt;/span&gt; sequel.  Katic said, "I'd love to!  I thought it was a great, great piece.&lt;div style="position: fixed;"&gt;&lt;div id="new_selection_block0.09665709228333241" style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StuNX8U-drI/AAAAAAAAAH0/RThvbd4-USs/s1600-h/1stana"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 66px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StuNX8U-drI/AAAAAAAAAH0/RThvbd4-USs/s320/1stana" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394060421176915634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more at: &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/nathan-fillion-and-stana_b_309886.html" target="_blank_"&gt;http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/nathan-fillion-and-stana_b_309886.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;" Fillion said she sings like a bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our &lt;a href="http://tvblog.ugo.com/tv/sdcc-08-eliza-dushku-interview-dollhouse"&gt;interview&lt;/a&gt; at last year's San Diego Comic Con, Eliza Dushku told me she'd love to do a Joss Whedon musical.  "I don't know how great of a singer I am.  I sing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; people," she laughed.  "I love karaoke.  I'm game, so anything's possible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StuK5Fh9kiI/AAAAAAAAAHM/0PBhcWaAUQg/s1600-h/1e"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StuK5Fh9kiI/AAAAAAAAAHM/0PBhcWaAUQg/s320/1e" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394057692048101922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/simon-helberg-talks-ithe_b_290600.html"&gt;talked&lt;/a&gt; to Simon Helberg who plays Howard Wolowitz on the hit show &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Big Bang Theory&lt;/span&gt; and the damp henchmen Moist in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr. Horrible, &lt;/span&gt;and I asked him if he'd like to appear on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dollhouse.  &lt;/span&gt;He said, "Yeah! Of course. Absolutely. I have tremendous faith and trust in Joss and all of them, Jed (Whedon) and Zack (Whedon) and Marissa (Tancheroen) who wrote it. And I know Jed and Marissa write on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dollhouse&lt;/span&gt;, and I know some of the actors there, and yeah. It would be very fun...it's such a craft to what he does and what all those Whedons do. They're tremendous. So yeah, I would absolutely do something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StuLbfXo7BI/AAAAAAAAAHU/yHKCFr-a3a0/s1600-h/1s"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 85px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StuLbfXo7BI/AAAAAAAAAHU/yHKCFr-a3a0/s320/1s" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394058283099679762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, last night on the red carpet for the Scream Awards, I got a few moments with Kunal Nayyar, who plays the socially awkward, can't-talk-to-girls-without-a-stiff-drink Rajesh Koothrappali on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Big Bang Theory.&lt;/span&gt;  I asked him about joining his cast mate in a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr. Horrible&lt;/span&gt; sequel.  "Yeah.  I think that would be fun.  I love Neil and I love what they do, and Joss Whedon and everyone.  So I think it would be fun.  Sure!  If that opportunity exists, I'd be happy to jump in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StuMZ5MoaII/AAAAAAAAAHc/gTS1qWPkt_Q/s1600-h/1k"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 93px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StuMZ5MoaII/AAAAAAAAAHc/gTS1qWPkt_Q/s320/1k" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394059355184720002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other suggestions?  I'm interviewing Morena Baccarin next week, and you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; I'm asking her about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dollhouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StuEsarRs-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/WuW7aZr7CG0/s1600-h/1v"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StuEsarRs-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/WuW7aZr7CG0/s320/1v" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394050877316248546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-4522885798213632547?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/4522885798213632547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-casting-cameos-for-joss-whedon-kinda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4522885798213632547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4522885798213632547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-casting-cameos-for-joss-whedon-kinda.html' title='I&apos;m Casting Cameos for Joss Whedon.  Kinda.  Sorta.'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StuMwLucrII/AAAAAAAAAHk/Iei-F0UCa-c/s72-c/1joss' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-4625652428947384312</id><published>2009-10-17T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T01:56:20.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woody harrelson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stan lee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scream awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morgan freeman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zombieland'/><title type='text'>Scream Awards: Woody, Pot, Morgan Freeman and Stan "The Man" Lee on a Giant Balloon Spider Thingie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/premiere-zombieland"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zombieland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was just declared Breakout Hit of the Year!  Nut up or shut up, baby!  And the famously difficult interview subject Woody Harrelson stepped up to the mike.  Seriously, talking to him on a red carpet is like pulling teeth.  The first time I interviewed to him, I was wearing a necklace that looked kind of like a glass pot pipe.  He couldn't take his eyes off it.  Maybe the interview would have gone better if I had offered to let him smoke out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqfombxlqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/82HcXaFIU3c/s1600-h/18"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqfombxlqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/82HcXaFIU3c/s320/18" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393799023590217378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan Freeman (who'd &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt; be in a &lt;a href="http://www.ugo.com/ugo/html/article/?id=18806"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sequel) showed up to give out the final award:  The Ultimate Scream Film.  And I won't spoil that for you.  Let's just say that you must...see this...guest star.  He...is a giant...in the industry.  ::gesturing like a certain travel site spokesperson::  He said he'd be waiting for the director's call...figure it out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, (whew, this live blogging thing is nuts) the Comic Book Icon award for Stan Lee.  The man is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flying&lt;/span&gt; over the audience on a spider platform carried by balloons, in front of a giant spider web!  I'm a teensy bit nervous for him!  Has anyone done a mash-up of his Marvel cameos on YouTube yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqjFco8qnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YYnQ_jl7fH8/s1600-h/20"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqjFco8qnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YYnQ_jl7fH8/s320/20" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393802817712204402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Stq7p-Xx1CI/AAAAAAAAAGM/u6BclZTElt8/s1600-h/Stan+lee+on+a+balloon"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Stq7p-Xx1CI/AAAAAAAAAGM/u6BclZTElt8/s320/Stan+lee+on+a+balloon" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393829833521353762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Stan Lee on his spider thingie.  This can't be good for a man his age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a blast!  I'll try to link a few things to these posts in the morning.  Interviews and stuff.  And I'll have some more red carpet info as soon as my fingers uncramp and I can transcribe it all.  Night!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Stqi4TmNs5I/AAAAAAAAAFc/te85cxrhg_U/s1600-h/19"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Stqi4TmNs5I/AAAAAAAAAFc/te85cxrhg_U/s320/19" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393802591946519442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spike TV's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Scream Awards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; will premiere on Spike TV on Tuesday, October 27 (10:00 PM-Midnight, ET/PT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-4625652428947384312?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/4625652428947384312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/woody-pot-morgan-freeman-and-stan-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4625652428947384312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4625652428947384312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/woody-pot-morgan-freeman-and-stan-man.html' title='Scream Awards: Woody, Pot, Morgan Freeman and Stan &quot;The Man&quot; Lee on a Giant Balloon Spider Thingie'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqfombxlqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/82HcXaFIU3c/s72-c/18' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-4906946089076124289</id><published>2009-10-17T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T01:58:25.917-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire diaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Battlestar galactica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terminator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor lautner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='werewolves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elijah wood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scream awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watchmen'/><title type='text'>Scream Awards: Best TV Show, Elijah Wood and Roids (Yep.  I'm talking about Taylor Lautner)</title><content type='html'>Do any of you watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vampire Diaries&lt;/span&gt;?  I don't.  I can't.  I...just can't.  Should I be?  The cast just announced the nominees for Best TV Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dexter, Lost, Battlestar Galactica, Terminator: The Sarah Conner Chronicles&lt;/span&gt; (So sad...I know it wasn't great, but I think it was mostly a casualty of the Friday Night Death Slot...seriously, why does anyone do anything for Fox anymore?) and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;True Blood&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not revealing the winner though.  I want to know what you guys think.  And the director said that they're using the award as a prop for season 3.  (That was a hint.)  He also said that this was the, "Most fucked up awards show ever...and therefore the best."  He thanked the source material...(hint, hint)  And a seriously beautiful man just walked up to the mike.  (Hint number 3...that could have been more than one man in the show.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah Wood (called the "best wingman from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord of the Rings&lt;/span&gt;") just announced the nominees for Best Fantasy Movie.  And here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/video-review-of-up_b_209162.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (I LOVE Kevin and Dugg! Squirrel!), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://movieblog.ugo.com/movies/twilight-review"&gt;Twilight&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/index.php?id=27367"&gt;Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/index.php?id=25304"&gt;Watchmen&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/wolvie-dvd-and-sequel"&gt;X-Men Origin: Wolverine&lt;/a&gt;.   &lt;/span&gt;I think they set this up because they have to get their money's worth out of the 'roids.  (I'm kidding.  Don't sue me.  He's adorable.)  And they had some world premiere footage from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Stqdfu-gPjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_ZU5rdiiAT4/s1600-h/16"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 122px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Stqdfu-gPjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_ZU5rdiiAT4/s320/16" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393796672241286706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See?  Cute as a wolfie little button.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I saw:  Lautner changing into a werewolf with behind-the-scenes footage of his harness work. And lots and lots of half naked wolves.  Alright, this one may be a bit better.  (Half naked guys usually work on me.  Don't judge.)  The footage was all pretty much werewolf stuff and short interviews, but it definitely got the biggest cheers of the night.  In my interview with &lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/index.php?id=28949"&gt;Kevin Smith&lt;/a&gt;, he made a big deal about how we shouldn't give shit to the Twilighters.  They get actual girls into Comic Con.  But all that does for me is make the line to the bathroom longer. What can I say?  I'm selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqeHXEBWTI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tfgvIa2l8H0/s1600-h/17"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqeHXEBWTI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tfgvIa2l8H0/s320/17" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393797353016744242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spike TV's &lt;/span&gt;Scream Awards&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; will premiere on Spike TV on Tuesday, October 27 (10:00 PM-Midnight, ET/PT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-4906946089076124289?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/4906946089076124289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/best-tv-show-elijah-wood-and-roids-yep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4906946089076124289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4906946089076124289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/best-tv-show-elijah-wood-and-roids-yep.html' title='Scream Awards: Best TV Show, Elijah Wood and Roids (Yep.  I&apos;m talking about Taylor Lautner)'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/Stqdfu-gPjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_ZU5rdiiAT4/s72-c/16' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-4971921222156295821</id><published>2009-10-17T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T01:58:41.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael bay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best Director'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scream awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison Ford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Trek'/><title type='text'>Scream Awards: Harrison Ford is still hot and Best Director</title><content type='html'>Han Solo was always my favorite.  Yeah, I like the bad boys.  Harrison Ford just took the stage to give the award for Best Director, and thanked the audience for giving him a wonderful life.  Hell, I'll put his kid through college.  I've certainly contributed.  Damn, he still looks amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqZdo5BAiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/4Z1EXwj_7Mo/s1600-h/14"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 131px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqZdo5BAiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/4Z1EXwj_7Mo/s320/14" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393792238201405986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.J. Abrams for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star Trek&lt;/span&gt;, Sam Raimi for &lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/index.php?id=26620"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drag Me to Hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Michael Bay for &lt;a href="Transformers:%20Revenge%20of%20the%20Fallen"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...WTF!  There just aren't enough words for my disgust..., Pete Doctor and Bob Peterson for &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/video-review-of-up_b_209162.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Tomas Alfredson for&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://movieblog.ugo.com/movies/let-the-right-one-in-review"&gt;Let the Right One In&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (I said it before and I'll say it again.  Cool film.  Too much snot.  The kid is fucking twelve!  Use a tissue!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, Michael Bay didn't win.  But another sci-fi guy did!  He thanked Gene Roddenberry for doing all the hard work.  John Cho and Karl Urban entered from a weird little portal on stage and jokingly asked if anyone saw &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/gene-roddenberrys-son-tal_b_207761.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star Trek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  We got to see some never before seen footage.  See?  This is why you have to watch the show.  Totally worth it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqZM43jeCI/AAAAAAAAAE0/o4A_IjFO3Tw/s1600-h/13"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqZM43jeCI/AAAAAAAAAE0/o4A_IjFO3Tw/s320/13" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393791950432466978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spike TV's &lt;/span&gt;Scream Awards&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; will premiere on Spike TV on Tuesday, October 27 (10:00 PM-Midnight, ET/PT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-4971921222156295821?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/4971921222156295821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/harrison-ford-is-still-hot-and-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4971921222156295821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/4971921222156295821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/harrison-ford-is-still-hot-and-best.html' title='Scream Awards: Harrison Ford is still hot and Best Director'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqZdo5BAiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/4Z1EXwj_7Mo/s72-c/14' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-9146018412069752050</id><published>2009-10-17T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T01:59:02.208-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen Moyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inglourious basterds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='george romero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scream awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quentin tarantino'/><title type='text'>Scream Awards: Best Actor/Actress in Horror...and Best Mutilation (I'm not kidding) and George Romero</title><content type='html'>There are vampires, and then there are vampires.  Screw the non-fanged, glittery, teen-angsty blood suckers.  Wanna guess who won for Best Actor in Horror?  And Best Actress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqUbPLg08I/AAAAAAAAAEk/BKISAyDP5S8/s1600-h/11"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqUbPLg08I/AAAAAAAAAEk/BKISAyDP5S8/s320/11" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393786699381789634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Good thing they both won.  Wouldn't want to cause a domestic issue. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, coolest category ever, Best Mutilation.  The nominees?  Nuked alive: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last House on the Left&lt;/span&gt;, Head Ripped Apart by Nazi Zombies: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead Snow&lt;/span&gt;, Arm Removal Surgery: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Splinter&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not telling you who won this one.  You have to watch.  I'd totally rob you of the joy of reliving these fantastically bloody moments.  I'll just say that the winner is NOT among the nominees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqUViG1a3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/L_MfFXQ3bMc/s1600-h/10"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 67px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqUViG1a3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/L_MfFXQ3bMc/s320/10" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393786601383226226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quentin Tarantino just took the stage to give George A. Romero his tribute award. Tarantino yelled, "George A. Romero.  As far as I'm concerned, that A stands for A. Fucking. Genius."  (Sooo...when are we giving Quentin an award?  Have you seen &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/review-iinglourious-baste_b_254797.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inglourious Basterds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;?  It fucking rocks!  And it will forever mess up my spell check.) As they show scenes from Romero's incredible body of work they're playing Rob Zombie's "Living Dead Girl".   Awesome.  They just carried a piano onto the stage, covered in cobwebs and candlesticks as the man himself enters. Got to love an old guy with a ponytail.  He talked about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Resurection of the Dead&lt;/span&gt;...which is now called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Survival of the Dead&lt;/span&gt;.  I guess there's been discussion.  So, what's your favorite Romero film?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqWF6uMa1I/AAAAAAAAAEs/wc7zRm_zTeI/s1600-h/12"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 87px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqWF6uMa1I/AAAAAAAAAEs/wc7zRm_zTeI/s320/12" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393788532136110930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spike TV's &lt;/span&gt;Scream Awards&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; will premiere on Spike TV on Tuesday, October 27 (10:00 PM-Midnight, ET/PT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999102528225995784-9146018412069752050?l=girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/feeds/9146018412069752050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/best-actoractress-in-horrorand-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/9146018412069752050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999102528225995784/posts/default/9146018412069752050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlmeetslightsaber.blogspot.com/2009/10/best-actoractress-in-horrorand-best.html' title='Scream Awards: Best Actor/Actress in Horror...and Best Mutilation (I&apos;m not kidding) and George Romero'/><author><name>Jenna Busch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09958800857906951432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NcvOUqkfhg/TddeHGewgAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ux9QRKz8xms/s220/0dramashotblkdress500x500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqUbPLg08I/AAAAAAAAAEk/BKISAyDP5S8/s72-c/11' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999102528225995784.post-4551750651429085025</id><published>2009-10-17T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T01:59:26.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Battlestar galactica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scream awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward James Olmos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tricia Helfer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farscape'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frell'/><title type='text'>Scream Awards: Frakking Battlestar Galactica!!!  (I need a new fake curse word.)</title><content type='html'>Frak!!!  The entire cast of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Battlestar Frakking Galactica&lt;/span&gt; just walked by my seat!  Tricia Helfer is talking about her experience on the show.  God, I miss &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BSG&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;a href="http://www.ugo.com/ugo/html/article/?id=18932"&gt;Grace Park&lt;/a&gt; just told us to look under our seat for a key to the ship they entered on...yes, yes, I actually checked.  I know.  I'm a dork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqRgN4SfXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/5-Pv5uJauV8/s1600-h/8"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 101px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqRgN4SfXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/5-Pv5uJauV8/s320/8" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393783486397185394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;This pic is for you boys.  Thank me with flowers and Blu-rays.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://scifiwire.com/2009/07/sdcc-olmos-on-why-the-pla.php"&gt;Edward James Olmos&lt;/a&gt; just yelled out, "So say we all!"  I'm tearing up a bit.  &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jenna-busch/an-interview-with-the-fin_b_164728.html"&gt;Kate Vernon&lt;/a&gt; told me tonight that, as much as she'd love to do some more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BSG&lt;/span&gt; stuff, she didn't think it was going to happen.  Frak.  I'm partially upset because using that word is so last year now.  Someone come up with a new one.  I particularly liked "frell" and "dren" from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Farscape&lt;/span&gt;.  Anyone else still use those?  Just me?  Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioGdxtJ5xoQ/StqRmn85wkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Iv2FIhn_7oQ/s1600-h/9"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; hei
