otempora42 had kind of a bad day today, so I promised her I'd post this.

Backstory: my film production class requires us to write reviews of five movies we haven't seen before this semester, a fact I pretty much just remembered this weekend. Anyway, one of the films I chose to watch was Undercover Brother, this really crazy Austin Powers/black power type movie featuring Neil Patrick Harris as the token white guy. Sadly, NPH did not end up in my final review, but I figured Otemps would want to read it anyway, seeing as it's always fun to read something academic about something completely dumb and hilarious.

( the title character, for example, dresses in a highly colorful disco getup complete with an enormous Afro... )

Well, that was fun. Plus, now I only have two more movies to watch and review! I am SO getting to sleep tonight! =D

(This one's for idioticonion, who requested a Ted/Lily theory as research for her AU fic.)

Part of what makes HIMYM so enjoyable is observing the relationships that make up the show, both romantic and platonic. Over four seasons, we’ve all fallen in love with Marshall-and-Lily, Robin-and-Barney, Ted-and-Your-Mother, and so many others. But out of all 10 possible character combinations, one of them could be a secret, subtexty love story between two rather unlikely characters, fraught with complications of unrequited love and involvement by other parties. I’m speaking, of course, of the relationship between Ted and Lily.

Yes, you read that correctly. Do not attempt to change the settings on your monitors.

( Lily and Ted made out. What do you think of that, ROBIN? )

Never before has a sitcom brought out the English major in me with such ferocity.

After watching the episodes of this show several hundred times each, I began to notice a very strange correlation between the games the characters play and their love lives. Namely: Ted's fascination with claw machines, Barney and Robin's affinity for Battleship, and, of course, Marshgammon. Though at first these games don't seem to have much to do with the characters themselves, they end up being complex (and well-hidden) metaphors for the characters' romantic journeys.

Read on, and hopefully it'll make sense.

( Cuz I got game, bitches. )


And three hours later, this post is concluded.

Y'all, I swear, this thread is the most addictive thing. IN. THE. WORLD. I've now written like... seven or eight drabbles in total? But anyway, I think these are the best, so I'm posting them here.

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My absentee ballot still hasn't come in the mail. I'm starting to think I sent the application in too late. If I don't vote, that'll just be one more reason to hate myself, since everyone from my mom to Neil Patrick Harris is all "Vote, dammit!!" and the election is 6 days from now and I STILL can't bring myself to care about who's running my own country since I've been burned out on election talk since like November 2006. (Though the "Don't Vote" video I found actually did make me want to vote for... someone. It was surprisingly moving... especially NPH's line. "I vote because I fell in love and I want it to matter." That dude's just made of awesome, and he made me cry once more, this time by being himself. Why do they have to say my vote counts, though? That's just too much pressure, because what if it all comes down to your vote, and you didn't know what you were talking about so you voted for the wrong person? Then you've become responsible for the decline of the free world, since the person you ignorantly voted for was secretly a militant dictator!)

Overthinking? Yes. Vote Nader!

In other news, I'm approaching levels of morbid obesity, and I still won't get off my fat ass to go to the gym.

Oh, almost forgot: today I used the phrase "true story" and made my friend laugh. But I don't think she watches HIMYM. It just made me happy, and I needed some happy news to end this post on.

Sweeney tomorrow!!!!! =D (Okay, more happy news.)