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- Celebrity Reading List: 15 Celeb-Written Children’s Books
- Exclusive: 10 Probable Reasons Why Nickelodeon Banned ‘Cry Baby Lane’
- Sunday Cute: Baby Tasmanian Devils Don’t Look Like Tornadoes
- Creepy Things That Seem Real But Aren’t: The Dybbuk Box
- What the Heck is Google+?
- How to Snag the Guy, According to the Movies
| Celebrity Reading List: 15 Celeb-Written Children’s Books Posted: 21 Aug 2011 10:20 AM PDT Last week we discovered that celebrities like to write novels. But you know what they like to write even more than novels? Children’s books! And what better way to introduce your wee ones to the hilarity of celebrity culture than with these 15 kid’s books penned by the likes of Ricky Gervais, Julianne Moore, Bob Dylan, and Perez Hilton? Here’s what I want to know: When is the Britney Spears children’s book about haircare appreciation happening? Related posts: Post from: Crushable  |
| Exclusive: 10 Probable Reasons Why Nickelodeon Banned ‘Cry Baby Lane’ Posted: 21 Aug 2011 09:27 AM PDT On October 28, 2000, Nickelodeon aired an original movie as part of its seasonal Halloween SNICK line-up. The movie was hosted by Sabrina-era Melissa Joan Hart, and for all intents and purposes, it looked like it was going to be a feature-length episode of Are You Afraid of the Dark?. Based on an old Ohio urban legend, the movie was called Cry Baby Lane. Big mistake. But after its initial airing, Nickelodeon was hit by an onslaught of parental complaints deeming the movie far too disturbing for a children's network. The film was buried: It was never re-aired, and it was never released on video or DVD. For all intents and purposes, Nickelodeon erased it from the network's history. Cry Baby lane became something of an urban legend itself, that fabled Nick film that everyone had heard about, but only a few had seen. Until now! The determined users of Reddit tracked down a VHS copy of the movie that had been taped during the film's original airing, and thanks to the wonders of technology, it is slowly becoming available on the Internet. Haven't been able to find a copy yet? Never fear! We here at Crushable managed to get our hands on one. As we sat down to watch it, we had only one question: Just what about it was so awful to result in Cry Baby Lane being banned? Sit back and make yourselves comfortable, because have we got some theories for you! (SPOILERS, of course.) 1) The Backstory 2) Frank Langella Related posts: Post from: Crushable  |
| Sunday Cute: Baby Tasmanian Devils Don’t Look Like Tornadoes Posted: 21 Aug 2011 07:15 AM PDT Fact: Baby Tasmanian Devils are way cuter than Warner Brothers would have you believe. In fact, they look kind of like little living teddy bears. They’re called joeys when they’re young– just like kangaroos– and they’re fuzzy and sleepy and I want to cuddle with one right now. Come meet the first joeys born this season at the Taronga Zoo in Sydney, Australia! You’ll thank yourself. Happy Sunday! [Via The Daily What] Related posts: Post from: Crushable  |
| Creepy Things That Seem Real But Aren’t: The Dybbuk Box Posted: 20 Aug 2011 02:40 PM PDT
In June of 2003, an auction appeared on eBay. This (naturally) was not an unusual occurrence. Nor, at first glance, was the object up for auction itself unusual: A small wooden cabinet, old, measuring 12.5″ x 7.5″ x 16.25″, intended for the storage of wine. The contents of the box, however, were somewhat less mundane: Inside the box were two locks of hair, one granite statue, one dried rosebud, one goblet, two wheat pennies, one candlestick– and one dybbuk (alternately spelled “dibbuk”), a malevolent spirit believed in Jewish folklore to be the dislocated soul of a dead person. Thus, the item's name: THE DYBBUK BOX. The seller of the box told the item's tale in a lengthy description on the auction page. In September of 2001, he wrote, he attended an estate sale in Portland, Oregon. The estate in question belonged to a Jewish woman who had lived until the impressive age of 103. Originally from Poland, the woman and her family were sent to a Nazi concentration camp during World War II; of the family members who were sent—her parents, brothers, a sister, husband, and two sons and a daughter—she was the only survivor. She escaped to Spain sometime during the war, which is where she acquired the wine box. It was one of only three items that she took with her when she emigrated to the United States. After the current seller purchased the box, he was approached by the woman's granddaughter. Referring to the wine cabinet, she said, "I see you got the dybbuk box." Not knowing what she meant, he asked her to explain. She went on to tell him that when she was a child, her grandmother kept the wine cabinet out of reach in her sewing room. It was always shut. When the girl asked her grandmother what was in the box, the woman spit three times through her fingers and said, "A dybbuk." She told her granddaughter that the box was never to be opened. Ever. The girl still had no idea what a dybbuk was, but true to her word, she had never opened the box—and she didn't intend on doing so now. Concerned, however, that he was taking away with him a family keepsake, he offered to give the box back. The girl was first insistent that he keep the box, but the more he persisted in his offer to give it back, the more upset she got. Finally, she yelled, "You bought it! You made a deal! We don't want it!" and stormed off. He took the box and left. And that was when the bad things started happening. Related posts: Post from: Crushable  |
| Posted: 18 Aug 2011 04:29 PM PDT Can anyone explain it to me? Anyone? Oh, hey, maybe this song will help. I mean, it’s set to the tune of “Another One Bites the Dust,” so it’s got to be useful, right? Well, that was hilarious, but I’m still kind of in the dark. Hmmm. See, last week, I got an invite to Google+. I joined, because as a relatively tech-savvy individual who makes a living on the internet, it seemed like the thing to do. But as soon as I hit the join-up button, I was suddenly faced with a horrible, horrible realization: I have NO IDEA how Google+ works. I’m generally a quick study and it’s usually pretty easy for me to figure things out– but Google+ is so far from intuitive that after derping around on it for almost two weeks, I still don’t understand it. I don’t know it is. I don’t know what it does. Ostensibly it’s another social networking platform, but is it really social networking if you can’t figure out how it works? People can add me and put me in a “circle” without my go-ahead? I put people in “circles,” but they don’t know which ones they’re in? It looks like it does the same things as Facebook, but somehow it’s… different? Good god, am I really spending my time trying to learn another social networking tool? What on earth for??? And that, I guess, is what I’m really getting at: I’m questioning whether we really need yet another social networking platform. I mean, between Facebook, Twitter, and foursquare, we already know what people are doing, when they’re doing it, and exactly where they’re doing it; add in LinkedIn, and you can also check out people’s professional lives, including their detailed work histories, how they’re currently employed, and whether or not they’re looking for something new. Keeping up with all of those exhausting enough, and furthermore, it’s becoming a concern that the world at large is getting so wrapped up in tweeting, etc. about what they’re doing that they’re failing to actually DO whatever it is– e.g., the concert goer who checks in at the venue and live-tweets throughout the concert, but isn’t actually listening to the music being played. We’re starting to filter every aspect of our lives through the Internet, which is, let’s face it, kind of weird. Don’t get me wrong: I do dig social networking. It’s kind of fun and can be useful in a variety of ways. But the New York Times ran an article about a week and a half ago about a bunch of people who feel like they’re burning themselves out on social networking due to the sheer number of platforms available. And they’re finding solutions for themselves: One woman opted to down her social networking to just one platform (Twitter), while another man, who works from home, sets his computer to direct him somewhere else if he tries to go to Google+ during the work day. They say that most things are best enjoyed in moderation, so maybe that’s what we need to be doing with social networking. Because honestly, a tiny part of me keeps worrying that all of this technology is going to end up being like that wacky computer game in that episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation that turned the crew of the Enterprise into gibbering idiots. But maybe that’s just me. What do you guys think? Related posts: Post from: Crushable  |
| How to Snag the Guy, According to the Movies Posted: 20 Aug 2011 11:45 AM PDT
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