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Someone went to the trouble of creating their very own Brit O'Lantern and sent a photo. The resemblance is startling and the attention to detail is superb. The Cheeto mouth, the red bull in one hand and a Starbucks big gulp in the other, the ratty wig, and the tear-stained mascara under the eyes all combine to make a perfect likeness. Thanks Nicole.
The following spoof of this Child's Play trailer was written by Candy of Holy Candy:
It all started with a big sing-off. I was just your average, everyday college student till a little encouragement from an evil man named Simon made me what I am today: Chunky.
See, y'all, after the "Velvet Teddy Bear" robbed me of a life as an American Idol winner, I went on a rampage, killing the Bear on the Billboard charts, and stealing the hearts of housewives and men's chorus members nationwide. That's right -- my "aw, shucks" Howdy Doody exterior belies an inner savage beast. Nobody is safe in my path. Just ask Kelly Ripa, airplane passengers, teenage fans, and that snack aisle I just pillaged.
Bwahahaha!
Oh, and while I'm unleashing my beast on those pesky gossip bloggers, be sure to check out my CD, All is Well (Till You Ask Me If I'm Gay), flying off the shelves at a Wal-Mart near you! Medium: a little too much fun with my wacom tablet, movie tagline written by Candy.
One day I decided to draw my vision of what utensils from other galaxies would look like and concluded that dinner parties hosted in the Andromeda Galaxy are very different than those on Earth. If you are invited to an Andromedian dinner party, be prepared to mingle with garrulous silverware and rambunctious kitchen utensils.
You might find yourself seated next to a Fork. Forks come across as very alluring and seductive, but make no mistake, their only interest is to divert your attention so they may steal the roasted asparagus off your plate while whispering sweet nothings in your ear.
You might also find yourself seated next to a Spoon. Spoons are a bit aloof, but if you indulge them with the gossip of the day, you can be assured of an engaging conversation.
Knives show up occasionally, but never linger too long at the dinner table. Since they are amphibious creatures, Knives prefer to confine themselves to the backyard pool and often spike the pool water with large quantities of Cosmic Vodka. They often become loud and rowdy as the night wears on, and will shamelessly attempt to grope any Spoon that comes near them. medium: acrylic on board, bad French.
I'm participating in The Montgomery Clift Blog-a-thon over at Film Experience today. To honor what would have been Monty's 87th birthday, several bloggers are posting various perspectives on this legendary, yet tragic actor. Montgomery Clift was nominated for 4 Academy Awards and was considered a screen idol of his time. He was also a closeted homosexual. At first, he kept his lifestyle discreet. He knew if the studios and the public knew the truth, his leading-man image would be forever tarnished. I wondered how Montgomery Clift's homosexuality would be handled in today's celeb-obsessed world. Even if he had chosen to remain "in the closet", would Perez Hilton out him on his blog? Would he write "gay" over Montgomery's photo and add the ubiquitous drips of white coming out of his mouth? One reason Perez generates so much controversy is his insistence on outing gay celebrities. He was instrumental in outing Neil Patrick Harris and Lance Bass and has appointed himself to pulpit status by loudly preaching "The closet no longer exists if you are a celebrity or a politician!...Society will no longer be able to marginalize us!...Please stand up! We are talking to you Anderson Cooper, Jodie Foster, Kevin Spacey, Clay Aiken, Queen Latifah....and the rest of you!" Yep, I think if Montgomery Clift were alive today, he'd be roped into Perez Hilton's crusade whether he wanted it or not. I made this parody of Hilton's website to show how it might play out.
I'm not quite sure what Carrot Top does other than terrify the wits out of people. He obviously lifts weights, wears heavy pancake and eye makeup, and seems to have willingly embraced the Evil Clown look for his personae. Good for him, I say. Because I have an appreciation for nonconformists, I'd like to see him push his creepy clown look even further. Perhaps he should consider starring as Pennywise, the sewer-lurking murderous clown from Stephen King's made-for-TV movie, IT. Medium: graphite and pastel on paper, digital color/text/photos. See original sketch here.
UPDATE: We've just learned Celebrity Stench has been recalled back to China due to dangerous levels of lead. We are sorry for the inconvenience.