Hey, it’s Friday. There’s a weird mid-week holiday next week. So, you know, we’re all bored at work and probably looking for something interesting on the internet. I guess it’s as good a time as any to tell you that I’ve made a new website. It’s called the Juice and it’s a collaborative blog magazine a la NashvilleZine.

The Juice covers all entertainment (not just music) and aims for a more inclusive, lighter atmosphere than the Zine had. The goal is really to highlight the work of the writers rather than attempt to cover a particular scene. And along the way, we’d like to provide a fun site that entertains and informs and is, you know, a hell of a lot easier to navigate than the Scene or the Rage.

I know, I know… I just can’t stay away from doing crap like this. But I had more downtime after submitting my novel for publication than I counted on and I’ve got a while before I start work on the next one.

The Juice is meant to be more of an experiment in web publishing than the Zine. The Zine had an attitude and the intention to be contrary to other media. The Juice is more like an outlet for entertaining crap. With the Zine, if we hadn’t attracted the audience we wanted, it would have felt like a bomb. With the Juice… I don’t know. It’s just not as big a deal.

Anyway, check it out and I hope you enjoy.

My female friends all tell me about the complete douchebags who send them creepy messages through MySpace. I don’t know who the guys are who think that sort of thing works. Or rather, I shudder to think of the women who actually respond and convince those guys that sort of creepy introduction works. The thing is most of those guys are real. And it only occurred to me this morning that most women probably don’t know that men on MySpace are constantly accosted with friend requests from fake women — essentially adult services trying to entice guys to chat. (continue reading…)

There’s Alexa Kitchen — an eight-year old who draws genius comics.

[via Billy]

I don’t care for the snark but I love the pictures.

(Here are some larger versions.)

Lis sends a picture of her and the pocket edition of Barry which may have made it to her birthday party in my place.

If there’s one thing I look forward to on MTV, it’s good pop tart rivalry. I’m pretty fascinated by the new Christina Aguilera video, “Ain’t No Other Man.” I haven’t pinned down whether it’s the sassy music or her new cleavage, but I’m into it.

Of course, Jessica Simpson is really going to up the ante pretty soon.

My friend Ashley demonstrates how portable the pocket edition of Barry’s Cherries is.

Here she is at a bar…

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I can’t say that I’m all that familiar with Young Adult literature past or present. So I was a bit shocked to keep running across f-words and sex scenes in Frank Portman’s debut novel King Dork. Yeh, I know, I should probably read those Judy Blume books on my shelf. Or maybe I should have taken my nose out of all those comic books when I was younger. (continue reading…)

Given the director (Napolean Dynamite), the writers (Napolean Dynamite, School of Rock) and the star (Heat Vision and Jack), what could one expect but an innocent (childish almost) romp from this movie about a friar who turns to Mexican wrestling to provide salad for orphans? (continue reading…)

…a Lord of the Rings bloggregator links to me.