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Who was your first celebrity crush?
Submitted by Glory.
David Warner. Without a doubt, David Warner.
I first saw him in "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles II: The Secret of the Ooze" and I was instantly smitten by his token nerdy Englishman scientist character. I began hunting his other films out, including the seminal cult classic "Morgan: A Suitable Case for Treatment." I watched him get beheaded by a giant plane of glass in everyone's favorite scene from "The Omen." I cheered as he socked Leonardo DiCaprio in the gut in "Titanic." I choked back a tear after his Klingon commander got shot and oozed Pepto-Bismol blood everywhere before dying in "Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country." I giggled and clapped my hands at his Evil Genius in "Time Bandits." I even sat through "Tron."
At first I thought I was the only person out there with a crush on David Warner (well, certainly the only 11 year old). But as it turns out, I wasn't. Oh boy, I most certainly wasn't. There's also a message board out there dedicated to David Warner. I don't feel like digging it up now, but if you Google "David Warner" + "stud" + "heavy breathing" + "fantasy" + "my dream come true!!!" + "shirtless" + "my stupid husband will never measure up" you might find it. Or not. Either way, it's very... interesting. I'm glad to say that I wasn't ever that kind of David Warner fan. Oh no, I was more the sci-fi geeky type. Hee hee.
To sample the man's glory for yourself, check out this video of him singing from "Hansel and Gretel" (one of his few non-scifi or villian roles):
Video: Show us your favorite commercial of all time.
Submitted by Jane of Art.
Oh man, I was hoping someone would ask:
Show us some macro photography.
Submitted by NomDeCocon.
I don't know how macro this photo is, but you can see every bit of fur on his chubby little face. I miss my kitties. I always ask after them when I call my parents. It's always the same thing: "DeeDee is eating and MeiMei is hiding."
I told my dad about the joint-crackingly cold weather temperatures in NYC, and he told me that according to some Chinese tradition, we are going to have a cold spring, too.
"But what about Punxsutawney Phil?" I asked. "He didn't see his shadow. That means spring is near."
"No, no, no, the groundhog is a Caucasian. I don't care about his traditions, only the Chinese tradition."
But he's an animal, dad, I said. Animals don't have a race or ethnicity.
"Oh yes they do."
I asked him what DeeDee's ethnicity is.
"Oh, he's Chinese. I could see it in his eyes when we picked him up in the pet store."
Okay, then what is MeiMei's background?
"I think she's mixed," my dad said, "Half Chinese and half something else."
I told him I think she has some Russian in her.
"Yep. Half Chinese and half Russian."
Ha ha ha! I wonder if my dad just made that up on the spot to tease me, or if he's actually put some serious thought into this.
Speaking of animals, I saw dogs coming in for the Westminister Dog Show at Madison Square Garden. There were whole bunches of them in carriers in the lobby of the Hotel New Yorker near Penn Station, howling and yapping. So cute! I love all little furry animals, regardless of race or ethnicity. Just as long as they are squeezable.
Video: Show us a clip from your favorite cartoon.