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My favorite twitter denizen gets recognized

I follow Roger Ebert and he follows Kelly Oxford and now I follow Kelly Oxford. The cycle does doesn't continue because they do don't follow me.

My favorite twitterer, Kelly Oxford is finally getting recognized.



Here are a few of my favorite Oxford tweets:

1. Whenever I see a dog's balls I think, "What an asshole" Some dogs need underpants.

2. When women lie about their age, they should go up 10 years instead of down. Then when people say "You look so young", they'll mean it.

3. The best thing to come out of a 2 hr wait in a Dr's office with your crying baby, is a 6 month renewal of birth control pills.

4. Yelling "WE CAN ALL SEE YOU ASSHOLE!" to someone wearing camouflage winter clothing in the snow is extremely satisfying.

5. Say what you will, but turtlenecks make great vaginas when you re-enact a birth.

6. Harry Potter theme park commercial that airs during the Superbowl will feature a bunch of nerds lining up to ride Hermione.

7. I think my daughter just insulted her girlfriend. "Your bracelet looks like it cost two arcade tickets"

8. I liked the part where Steve Jobs came out without a belt and tried to sell us a giant iphone that doesn't make calls.

9.'I forgive but I never forget' sounds a lot like never forgiving.

10. Just sat the baby down in the gin aisle and taught the older two kids about cause and effect.

2010 Alternative Oscar Contenders

It's times like these I give thanks to men's magazine like Esquire. Even though, alternatively, their name means only to males, and used to denote a high social status (thank you wikipedia). Though I must not complain, for it's their 11th year of Alternative Oscars, click here for the list of contenders.



Let Down of the Year

Away We Go, directed by Sam Mendes

Extract, directed by Mike Judge

Taking Woodstock, directed by Ang Lee

Read more.

Last night I watched Ethan and Joel Coen's newest movie,
"A Serious Man." Here's what The New Yorker
had to say about it.

Tim Burton MoMA

I am often dumbstruck by human achievements. Depending on the morning, the feeling could be brought upon by a burnt Jesus' face on a pancake, other days it takes a hike up a towering pyramid in Bosnia, stretching it's peak into a cloudless sky. Two weeks ago, that very same emotion was evoked by the superb collection of Tim Burton's art at MoMA.

Combining humor and fright in his 40 years of twisted artistry, his creations made from rubber, film, Polaroid, and paper are displayed in a delightful set-up. Four hundred plus drawings framed above life-sized models are a stunning sight to behold.

The exhibit is organized roughly chronologically, encompassing generations of movie paraphernalia from the rubber heads of Hugh Grant and Sara Jessica Parker from Mars Attacks, to mini models of the infamous Jack Skeleton from Nightmare Before Christmas, to name a few. Not to be missed: the Batman suit worn by Michael Keaton, book proposal full of wicked drawings and stories written by teenage Burton, and the rows of pencil and pen sketches. It sounds so trite to say, but there really isn't anyone that has an imagination like Tim Burton does anymore.

As for the nitty gritty, the price of the postcards are worth the two bucks you pay and they are great keepsakes for the uniqueness of experience. I bought four and framed the little mini-artworks on my walls. I only wish I went on a group tour, as there's no doubt much magic behind the common themes in all his work.

If I won the Superbowl...

I would make this my victory song.

*watch