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A court official said, “Ron has to clear outstanding traffic warrants” before a name change can take effect.
— That’s from an LA Times report stating that Lakers forward Ron Artest is not legally allowed to change his name to Metta World Peace just yet. After all, perhaps Artest was changing his name not because he wants world peace, but because he was finding a sneaky way to avoid paying his parking tickets. That’s totally a Ron Artest move.
If Your Mom Isn’t Embarrassing You On Facebook Yet, She Will Be. A new study from the Pew Center (is there anything they DON’T study?) found social network use among baby boomers has increased 60% in the past year alone. I expect a corresponding 60% decrease from people aged 20-35, who will delete their Facebook account the second their mom posts a “we’re concerned about your size because we LOVE you” message on their wall.
Your Hurricapocalypse Sextuple Feature. A hurricane is coming. You’re going to be trapped inside. You’re going to need something to do. You’re going to need movies to watch until the power goes out and you’re forced to huddle in the basement and eat all the canned herring. Why not try these soothing features?
• “White Squall”
• “Hard Rain”
• “Black Rain”
• “Purple Rain”
• “Me, Myself, & Irene”
You know what else a hurricane could be good for? Hurricane make-outs. Here’s how to find your hurricane boyfriend.
— The Village Voice has five simple ways for you find someone to hook up with during Hurricapocalypse 2011. But they left out the best way of all: HOARDING. If you hoard all the candles and water and beef broth and flashlights, then people will be forced to hook up with you just to survive. LOVE PROFITEERING IS TOTALLY ETHICAL.
Yes, we will be doing the movie and hopefully with Mr. Murray,” he says, “That is our hope. We have an excellent script. What we have to remember is that ‘Ghostbusters’ is bigger than any one component, although Billy was absolutely the lead and contributive to it in a massive way, as was the director and Harold [Ramis], myself and Sigourney [Weaver]. The concept is much larger than any individual role and the promise of ‘Ghostbusters 3′ is that we get to hand the equipment and the franchise down to new blood.
— That’s Dan Aykroyd, again telling everyone that “Ghostbusters 3” is going to start shooting, like, right away in a thinly-veiled attempt to get Bill Murray to finally agree to join the project. And all this dillydallying by Aykroyd just proves that Murray really IS bigger than “Ghostbusters.” Like, way bigger.
Additions Needed To The Hurricane Irene Playlist. Our colleagues at NBC New York came up with this playlist of songs for your weekend facing Hurricane Irene, but there are many glaring omissions, particularly when it comes to tracks by the Scorpions.
• “Rock You Like A Hurricane,” Scorpions
• “Over the Edge,” Hurricane
• “The Storm,” Doves
• “Hurricane J,” The Hold Steady
• “Purple Rain,” Prince
• “After The Rain,” Nelson
• “Here Comes the Rain Again,” Eurythmics (NOTE: I actually hate this song)
[NBC New York]
Our Idiot Brother wants to be an of-the-moment indie comedy version of a family drama, but it doesn’t have the courage of conviction to make any one of its main characters anything other than a walking cliche. These are cardboard cutouts of quirk that I’d refer to as sitcom … if I were being as lazy as the filmmakers.
— That’s Will Leitch panning yet another disappointing offering from Hollywood this coming weekend. He even calls star Paul Rudd a “throw pillow,” which I think Rudd might actually consider something of a compliment, given his cheery demeanor. Perhaps Rudd’s amiable complacency is beginning to bleed a bit too much into his work.
[The Projector, Grantland]
Men And Women In New York Have But One Thing In Common. What you see above is a list of the most commonly used words by men and women on the dating site OKCupid. And as you can see, there is only one thing that the two sexes have in common: an unyielding love for Tine Fey and Alec Baldwin trading bon mots. If this really does end up being the last season of “30 Rock,” New Yorkers may never fall in love again. Also, the men are totally lying about Dylan. They just want you to think they love him.