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Supernatural 4.20 "The Rapture"

It's a Castiel episode this week! YAY!

Or ... is it?

Everyone's favorite perdition gripping angel is called back to Heaven (probably for "not" helping Dean in Monster at the End of This Book) and the boys meet his vessel.  Jimmy.

Oh, Show.  First the Prophet Chuck and now this. 

Behold! I am Jimmy, Instrument of the Lord!

Charles Beeson directed the episode written by Jeremy Carver.

And, bonus this week! Interviews with all three actors from Australian TV.



Oh, silly silly Misha. You had us at hello. Now, I will take a small issue with their blanket assertion that the fandom hates all female characters. A number of the guest stars have been well received - Haley and Jamie come to mind - and personally I would love to see them bring back CRD2 herself, Ona Grauer.

The fans just hate the female characters that suck.

*cough* Bella *cough*



Supernatural airs Thursday at 9:00 pm EDT on the CW

British Friday - Stringer Bell is on The Office now? edition

I gotta start watching that show again.

Jezebel - Big British Actor Loves His Itty-Bitty Obama Button - Idris Elba

John Stewart watches the Watchers who watch the Watchmen

And manages to incorporate a BLADE RUNNER reference in the middle to boot!



I heart you John Stewart!

tip o'the hat to T!

America runs on Diet Coke

The Obama Team's Drink of Choice? Coke, Not Pepsi

Nice try Pepsi *cough* changingyourlogotoechotheObamacampaign'sinaweakattempttoincreaseyourmarketshare *cough*

Better luck next time.

Happy Presidents' Day!

I love you Brad Neeley

Do Not Step to Etta James

Because she will cut a bitch.  Cut you HARD

Also, apparently not an Obama supporter.  But she reserves the bulk of her ire for Miss Sasha Fierce.

Show us your Blog Spot - the Winona meme

Winona of Daddy Likey is starting a meme - Show Us Your Blog Spot!

The rules:

1. Once you are tagged, post a picture of where you blog. This might mean a picture of your cozy bed, or your office at work (you naughty employee, you!), or a boring ol' desk like me [Not me.  Winona]. Feel free to be creative, but be honest--if your desk is usually covered in Ritz crackers and love letters to Rahm Emanuel, then show us!

2. Feel free to tell us a little about your space, or explain certain items in more detail. Or not.

3. Link back to this post. 

4. Tag five other bloggers to show their blog spots.

5. If you are tagged and do not participate, you will become allergic to cabbage.

Alright - CandyBuffet, NoShowMo, Duchess Jane, Apocalypstick Now, and Miss B, you've all been tagged.  You don't want to become allergic to cabbage, now do you?? Hmm?  Sweetie?  Hmm?

The Super Bowl - Best hit of the game

It's his sheepish "oops" face at the end that makes it poetry.

Witnessing History - January 20, 2009

What a crazy emotional day.  Mad props to the US Air ticket agent at the Wilmington airport who rerouted my flights and made sure I got home Monday night.

And to the guy at the Super Shuttle desk, let me reiterate

THE BRIDGES DIDN'T CLOSE UNTIL 3:00 AM!!  YOU COULD STILL DRIVE INTO THE CITY!

There were lots of reports of delays and drama on Metro Tuesday.  Seriously, falling onto the tracks is a personal nightmare. Luckily, I only had to hop the bus to Dupont to meet Tortie Girl and Julie, and then we walked down 18th Street to the Mall.

I don't know why I ever thought this was a super secret route.

We staked out a spot adjacent to the Washington Monument in sight of a Jumbotron by 10:30.  And then we waited.  And frequently had to reposition, trying to get a clear view.  The joke is that there are no tall men in D.C., but there must be, because they were all on the Mall, and they were ALL standing in front of us.  

Given the size of the crowd, people were super chill.  Although the guy flying the giant Freedom pony flag did get a "PUT IT DOWN" chant, because seriously.  Down in front.

Occasional chants of "O-BA-MA" and "Yes we did!" would break out ... as did BOOs every time Bush 43 and Evil Dickie were shown on the screen.  

We also got shots of all the VIPs are they arrived.  I wondered at Beyonce not wearing a hat - given that is was all of 20 degrees - but then I realized why.  Two words. 

Aretha.  Franklin.

That hat was FIERCE.  Love it!  Want it!  I enjoyed her performance, but I was really hoping they would wheel out Ray Charles' reanimated corpse to sing America the Beautiful.

There were some glitches with the sound, so we missed most of Dianne Feinstein's opening remarks.   But they got it sorted out in time for the Oaths of Office and President Obama's address.  Again, give the size of the crowd, it was virtually silent during his speech.  We were all just engrossed in what he had to say.

I really enjoyed his speech.  I think he found a good balance between addressing the very real challenges we're facing as a country, while still maintaining a sense of hope.  I have not felt this hopeful and excited for the future since voting in my very first election.

We made a break for it pretty much as soon as President Obama finished speaking, and headed back up 18th.  I was - not exactly disappointed - but I was hoping for more exuberance from the crowd.  I expected the Mall to be more like 14th Street on election night.  I wanted hugging.  But on reflection, here's what I think.  Everyone on the Mall was there to give witness to history.  And that is both a joyful and a solemn thing.  Euphoria was for election night.  Yesterday was about putting the seal on this new administration, so our President can get to work doing the business of the people.

Or, as my friend Taciturnal put it:

The joy of electing change is past.  Now is the day of what makes America pretty amazing.  The orderly transfer of command not just from one person to another, but from one ideology to another.  And that is what is impressive, important, and inspiring and deserves respect and reverence.

But hugging would have been nice.

Following the advice of Metro, we grabbed a bite at James Hoban's. Our cozy little dining room had a TV tuned to CNN, which was carrying the Congressional luncheon. It was just like they were eating with us!

They dined on pheasant and duck. Swanky! And what do you suppose Rahm Emanual and John McCain talked about? Did you know Rahm had part of a finger amputated after an Arby's kitchen accident?  Man, I've so been there.  Although I didn't go swimming in Lake Michigan after I took a chunk out of my thumb in the Ruby Tuesdays kitchen.  

And really, that story is way less sexy than Julie's theory that he's secretly Yakuza.

Here we see President Obama slowly making his way over to our table.

And did everyone in the dining room clap and cheer as the Bushes boarded Not!Air Force One to finally get the hell out of town? 

 Yes we did.

And then I went home and watched the parade on TV.  Although CNN's online coverage was much better, since they didn't talk over the bands.  For reals, Fox 5's Holly Morris may be the most annoying on-air talent to ever walk the earth.  

I wish I could have been there though, to get a chance to actually see the Obamas.  And you know what, screw the Secret Service, I would have knocked Michelle Obama down for that gold dress and jacket.  She looked fantastic!

And I totes want to be BFF's with Sasha and Malia so I can borrow Sasha's outfit and we can have sleepovers and braid each other's hair and talk about which Jonas brother is our favorite.

I like Simon best.

So that was my day.  I still can't believe it just happened yesterday and that I was there.  My hope now is that we can all be patient.  Today is Day One.  There's eight years of merde piled up in the barn - you can't expect it will all get shoveled out over night.

Good luck and God bless President Obama.

More photos from the Inauguration are at wax|wendy's flickr set.

Let's Go to Work

I'll have more to say about the inauguration tomorrow. Today I'm gathering my thoughts and am just so grateful to have had the opportunity to be a witness to history.

T-minus 1 Day: A View from the City

I am, as we speak, sitting in the Wilmington (NC) airport trying to make my way home.  But fear not, Jezebel is on the job, documenting the goings on in my fair city.

(Washington) Mall Rats: Raquel Welch, Fringe Fashions & The Obama Economy

And because it cannot be said often enough ... Visitors,

STAND RIGHT / WALK LEFT

Yes We Can - NSFW, but not in that way

The evil geniuses at Paste magazine have unleashed the Obamacon. 

Now you too can create your very own posters in the now iconic style of Shepard "Obey Giant" Fairey.

Seriously, this thing is NOT SAFE FOR WORK!!  Its like crack.  You do one, just to see how it looks. Fine, no worries.  Then, suddenly, three hours have gone by, and you haven't checked email or voicemail or put the coversheets on your TPS reports, but you're the proud creator of 42 new posters.

via Jezebel

Take THAT Putin!

Helllloooo Mr. President-elect!

via The Huffington Post

That's the Chicago way

via Jezebel