Category: Entertainment
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Go ahead, Josie. Make my day.

Did you ever skip a rite of passage as a kid only to wish you could do it as an adult?

I never had a slumber party as a kid. I went to more than I can count – and generally really liked them. I was a gold-plated, grade A, first class giggler. Slumber parties were the place where giggling didn’t earn black looks from The Grownups. They probably drove host parents to a big bottle of Advil, but at a slumber party? Giggling could well up in a mushroom cloud of noise and no one shushed you. Laughter was much, much better than the occasional pajama party  crying jag, which I probably giggled at, too.

These guys REALLY smack each other. I’d opt for a kinder, gentler impact. But I would love to have a pillow fight – with my girlfriends, a la fifth grade.

I really wanted to have a slumber party on my 12th birthday, but my sister had one not long before that, and not only did my dad’s favorite chair flip over backwards (and eject poor Betsy Ramen into the stereo console) but it might have strained my mother’s nerves.

Now, I never felt robbed or upset about not having a slumber party. But as an adult, I find myself suggesting them to my friends. They usually think it sounds like fun, but we never even pencil them in. Something about the thought of gathering with friends in pajamas to gorge on junk food, swap gossip and boards games (or marco polo!) is appealing. Silly, yes, but appealing. I’ve even daydreamed about a massive pillow fight. What a great release that would be. Stressed? Whack Ellen upside the head with a pillow. Mad at your significant other? Clothesline Josie at the knees. Happy to have all your besties together? Celebrate them all with a whirling dervish pillow punt to the gut.

The more I think about it, the more I like it. Now, where are those invitations?

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When I first saw the film Amelie, I must have played back the scene five times. The title character has found a tin box of childhood treasures hidden behind a tile in her bathroom, and has embarked on a journey to find its owner – surely now a grown man with children of his own, if

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Stop the presses! Or for something we all kinda guessed back when the first iPhones sold out.

I get a lot of press releases. A lot. I used to forward the funny (or creepy) ones to my colleagues. These days, I’m sharing them on my Google+ stream. Because my colleagues don’t like spam (imagine that!) This one, though, merits a Wondertwisted treatment. This one came from TeleNav, a company that might have

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My Girl Friday: Viola Davis

Another supporting actress to cheer for: Viola Davis. She appears in The Help as Aibileen Clark, which opened in theatres on Wednesday. I’ve been watching Davis for years. I noticed her in Traffic, Antwone Fisher and handed her my heart when she played Mrs. Miller in Doubt. Davis understands a thing or two about restraint.

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Love conquers all

(This review of the final Harry Potter film was first published in the July 14th edition of DentonTime, the weekly arts magazine of the Denton Record-Chronicle.) We all knew it would come to this. In the eighth and final film of the Harry Potter franchise, the Boy Who Lived must face his death at the

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My Girl Friday: Parker Posey

Posey brings an awareness to the screen that makes her a joy to watch. And we lift our Friday stein to a woman who has championed quirky, wacky, adventurous and smart girls in film, a medium that talks down to women way, way too often.

How E! Entertainment infiltrates the church

The tyranny of beauty — which is now thoroughly integrated into the Western obesity panic and shady signifiers of “health” — can surely be felt in religious culture.

Really, Katy Perry? Seriously?

Katy Perry reportedly shook her finger at Le Gaga (as I like to call her) via twitter. She said using blasphemy as entertainment is on par with a comedian telling a fart joke… But that’s not what piqued my interest. It was Perry’s follow up, rebutting her critics by saying sexuality and spirituality are separate things. You see, someone suggested Perry was being a touch hypocritical. In her latest video, she wears a cupcake bra, licks a pastry like she’s in love with it and then appears in a bra that shoots whipped cream out of the nipples.

Shilling marriage: Why blaming gays for eroding marriage is a sham

This arts column was originally posted in the Denton Record-Chronicle in March of 2010. The season of the television show featured has since ended. Entertainment usually gets serious consideration when pundits and parents consider its role in catastrophes – school violence, drugs and sex. All things we intuitively want to shield innocent children from until

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