It’s a gloomy Sunday here in Oregon. Â But it’s fall, you say. Â Oregon is always gloomy. Â Well, let me tell you a thing. Â It’s so gloomy and rainy and crappy that my city canceled the second day of its fall festival today. Â When Oregonians cancel outdoor events because it’s too rainy, you know the weather really sucks.
But I’m doing laundry and drinking some tea and trying to do some writing, and what better way to procrastinate on all of that than to share some linkage with the masses. Â Found on the Internets will be TDF’s semi-regular linkspam post. Â If you’ve found something awesome, hit the Contact link up there and let us know so we can include it!
I ran across a very educational video that brightened up my day. Â NSFW lyrics, so don’t listen while your boss or your kids are around.
Just remember, your vagina should have a pH of 4.5. Â Thanks, Norwegian rappers.
Cue much flailing and screeching in excitement.
Here’s the synopsis forÂ Horde:
Salvation is surrounded, monsters at the gates, and this time, theyâ€™re not going away. When Deuce, Fade, Stalker and Tegan set out, the odds are against them. But the odds have been stacked against Deuce from the moment she was born. She might not be a Huntress anymore, but she doesnâ€™t run. With her knives in hand and her companions at her side, she will not falter, whether fighting for her life or Fadeâ€™s love.
Ahead, the battle of a lifetime awaits. Freaks are everywhere, attacking settlements, setting up scouts, perimeters, and patrols. There hasnâ€™t been a war like this in centuries, and humans have forgotten how to stand and fight. Unless Deuce can lead them. This time, however, more than the fate of a single enclave or outpost hangs in the balance. This time, Deuce carries the banner for the survival of all humanity.
Suckers Apparel just launched their website, and holy crap, guys, they have Hawkeye leggings. Â HAWKEYE LEGGINGS.
They’re kinda pricy but HAWKEYE LEGGINGS. Â They also have leggings and swimsuits for other superheroes, plus non-superhero stuff. Â But SUPERHEROES.
The Mary Sue has a great article about the newÂ Sleepy Hollow tv series (which I still haven’t watched yet because I’m a lame-ass who doesn’t have cable and has to catch everything when I find it on the internet), specifically about butthurt losers who whine about things being too PC when a mainstream show dares to have a woman of color as a lead character.
In the wonderful words of Rebecca Pahle:
Well would you look at that! When people whine about shows that celebrate diversity on the grounds that theyâ€™re â€œtoo PCâ€ theyâ€™re talking out of their racist rumps! Because minoritiesâ€¦ take time to gather your emotions, because this one is hugeâ€¦ actually exist and do the sorts of things that, I donâ€™t know, people make TV shows about. I know, right?!Â Itâ€™s so weird. Itâ€™s almost like TV is way, way too white or something.
Marvel’s Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. premiered this past week on ABC, and man, that is an unwieldy title to have to type repeatedly. Â I was one of the lucky jerks who got to see the pilot episode at San Diego Comic Con in July, and it was pretty cool to watch the reactions roll in on my tumblr dashboard. Â The TDF consensus is that while the pilot felt a little awkward and uneven, we’re looking forward to this new expansion of the Marvel Cinematic Universe.
Jackie Kashian’s nerdy lovefest The Dork Forest welcomes comedian and Pandora comedy curator, Kelley Anneken. They have a great talk during the podcast about Kelley’s love of biographies and American Girl books and Kelley gives some great reading recommendations. Fun fact: Kelley and Amanda share an alma mater and a loathing of its parking lots.
Guys.Â Guys. Â It’s only 17 days untilÂ Pacific Rim comes out on Bluray/DVD. Â Ajfkldsajfkdlsadf. Â You can preorder it from Amazon, and look at this badass jaeger on the cover:
God I can’t wait to see this movie again.
And in closing, I want to climb Charlie Hunnam like a tree. Â I had a dream last night where he was a sexy earth god sort of thing, and hnnngggghhhhh.
Don’t worry, Jeremy Renner, you’re still my number one imaginary boyfriend.