Respect Authority

Sorry to leave you dedicated few shriveled up and a little to the right today, but the RA staff was a bit preoccupied with trying to keep our real jobs. It’s a tough economy out there, and for some reason nobody wants to sign up for my Ponzi scheme anymore, so it looks like my plan to either 1) get shamefully rich off fools or 2) go to jail and get free meals, cable, and mindblowing anal rape is a bit of a bust.

Fortunately, here’s a little sneak peak at the Where The Wild Things Are movie poster to help remind you what it was like when “wild” meant cutting loose like a careless party animal, and not letting your fingernails grow out or starting a collection of jars filled with your own urine as you shutter yourself away from the increasingly horrifying outside world.

The word whispering in the winds (hey, it sounds better than “I read this on like six different blogs today”) is that there will be a three-minute teaser in Dreamworks’ latest big budget turd, Monsters vs. Aliens. In case you’re saving that one for a Saturday afternoon smoke sesh, which will obviously make the movie seem much better than it actually is considering the experience will be devoid of both sobriety and scream-laughing children, you can check out some test footage from the film here, because I’m all over the Internet like the crystals on the dro. Like flies on a horse’s behind. Or really, like anything that appears in large quantities on anything else.

So yeah, you could say I’m wildin’ out about this movie. Wildin’ out more than Nick Cannon even.