We Are Now Totally Up Our Own Asses

As someone who wears skinny American Eagle Jeans, bought the Feist album before the iPod commercial, and writes a blog, I guess I'm sort of a hipster. But at the same time, I really do get annoyed with other hipsters sometimes. Case in point, Agent Bedhead's review of The Hannah Montana Movie. Granted, Miley Cyrus really does annoy me at times, but as the older brother of two youngin's who watch The Family Channel (which is like the shittier Canadian version of the Disney Channel), I have to admit: It's not a bad show.

Really.

The show's humour relies on dialogue instead of stupid pratfalls, the characters act, for the most part, age appropriate, and the writers tend to take as many shots as humanely possible at Billy Ray Cyrus, which is a sentiment I can totally get behind.

Which is why I secretly got a kick out of how totally apeshit people went over the fact that AB didn't tear it a new one. To which I say, if you want a bad review of Hannah Montana so badly, you can go watch it yourself and write a review. Does Miley Cyrus act like a self-entitles little brat in the real world? Of course she does. But you have to seperate the art from the artist. Hating something because other people like it is no different than liking something based on what other people like. It's like comparing Coke to Pepsi: It's the same thing, but with a different look.

So you know what? Chill the fuck out. The Hannah Montana Movie wasn't terrible. Deal with it.

Good News, Everyone!

As we all know, the Zombie Apocalypse is upon us. Today, you you may be safe in your homes, your brain nestled snuggly in your skull, but who knows? Come tomorrow, you may be the unwilling patient of an unnecessary lobotomy. But never fear, because thanks to Sarina, we have started The Zombie Forcast, an organization determined to inform the masses of the rise of the living impaired. And thanks to our Pie Hating Mistress, I'll be a regular contributer. So head on over to Zombie Forecast today. Your Parietal Lobe will thank you for it. And now for some news!

It had to happen eventually: Urlesque's "20 Bloggers On Whom We're Mancrushing". While there are quite a few notable exceptions (*Cough*Dustin Rowles*Cough*Erik Rhodes*Cough*Yours Truly), I have a new crush on Towleroad's Andy Towle. Mmm-mmm. (Urlesque)

Justin Timberlake and Ashton Kutcher fight over who has the worse taste. (WIMB)

Remember kids: when a crazy lady tries to kiss you for attention, just say NO. (Celeb Warship)

Alicia Keys and Jack White are teaming up to record the theme song for the new James Bond movie. Tonights forecast: Raining Grammys, followed by complete apathy of the Grammys. (Star Pulse)

I always knew that Bowser's Minions were either complete re-res, or just far too obedient. I was completely right. (CollegeHumor)

I Fucking Hate Nature. Here's Some News. Choke On It.

Just got back from camping, and all I can say is, whoever thought it was a good idea to live in the woods was obviously a bipolar off his lithium. I could go on all day, but Pride Week is starting up here in Montreal, so I have to make this quick.

Pajiba has a nifty Guide To The Films of Pennsylvania, and guess who's a contributer? ...It's me you fucking idiot. Go read it. (Pajiba)

Saying Dane Cook is an heir to George Carlin is like saying a shit sandwich is an heir to the holy grail. (WIMB)

After the third season, Hannah Montana may be put to bed/smothered with a pillow. (E! Online)

Here's the Official Erik Rhodes "Are You That Gay Guy?" Quiz. It's official: I'm the worst fag ever. Fail. (Slipping Away)

Thank you to Sarina, for this handy colour-coded Zombie Apocalypse Alert System. Yes, I spell coulour with a "u", I'm Canadian, you friggin' re-re. (unscheduled)

Heigl Whacked! Miley Hacked! Nadal Jacked! It's News On Bar Napkins!

Brangelina has given birth to their fourth set of twins this month! Thank you, Anonymous Source! (WIMB)

McHeigl might get McWhacked from McGrey's for being a McBitch. (E!Online)

Who likes ogling at stolen pictures of Miley Cyrus? You do? Jesus Christ, what the fuck is wrong with you, you sick fuck?! (IDLYITW)

Here's some shirtless Rafael Nadal to wash the taste of underage Disney porn out of your mouth...Oh, that sounds wrong. (Just Jared)

Hellboy II took in $36 million at the box office this weekend. I would have gone to see it, but well...You know how Wall-E turned out, don't you? (Pajiba)