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Non-Alcoholic cool potion recipe:

1 bottle of ur fav Gatorade or Juice of your choice

A splash of ur fav energy drink (optional)

Luster dust (cake decorating kind) to preferred shimmer

A cool bottle

Combine to become a wizard instantly

Meet Friar Bigotón (Friar Moustache), aka Brother Carmelo, once a stray dog, now the first canine member of a Franciscan monastery in Cochabamba, Bolivia. He even has a little doggy-sized habit to wear alongside his fellow monks.

Considering that Saint Francis is the patron saint of animals, it seems only right that a Franciscan monastery would choose to adopt an animal in need.

“His life is all about playing and running,” fellow friar Jorge Fernandez told The Dodo. “Here, all of the brothers love him very much. He is a creature of God.”

“If only all the churches of our country [would] adopt a dog and care for him like Friar Bigotón,” Proyecto Narices Frías (Cold Nose Project), a local animal rescue, wrote in a post on Facebook, “we are sure that the parishioners would follow his example.”

Meanwhile it appears that Brother Carmelo is paying it forward by looking after the monastery’s fish:

I approve of Marvel’s Thor revamp

Sometimes I accidentally receive email intended for other people. 

I try to be helpful. 

Jules replied to thank me for pointing out her error. She regrets to inform me that they already have an officiant: 

Then while attempting to send the wedding weekend accommodations email to the correct Ed she sent the original email to me again. 

I’m still trying to help: 

Pete and Jules sent me a thank you note! 

Complete with a very nice note: 

Aren’t they just the best? I should probably send them a thank you note to say thank you for the thank you note, shouldn’t I? 

Just got the green light that I can share this. Here’s a quick piece I finished last month (sans logo and text) as a cast and crew gift for the Defenders team. 

Advanced court tactix.

The similarities between Captain America and Austin Powers

For as rushed as Ghostbusters felt, they certainly spent a long time setting up a wonton soup joke. And that’s the problem- the movie didn’t know what it could offer, so it just offers everything. Every character is a chance to spew idiotic dialogue in hopes that it would become a joke. Like the security guard who plans to buy a t-shirt for every day of the month and start anew every month. Or the fact that Bill Murray’s character shows up twice to deliver the exact same information- I think you guys are hacks, you’re going to have to try harder to get my approval. And for some reason, they want to get his approval even though he’s seemingly an authority on nothing. Another issue I had with the jokes was that they generally felt crude and mean spirited.

If it wasn’t the weak jokes that lost me, then it was surely the fan servicing, which made close from little to no sense. It was all the most half assed servicing possible- old star shows up, delivers an iconic line in new context, is never seen from again. Not even the theme song at the beginning was done correctly in that they couldn’t even bring themselves to play it more than five seconds. Needless to say, instead of getting excited over cameos, I began to dread them.

Add in the fact that the movie builds zero tension. Nobody seems to be dying. The most tense scene from the movie comes from it’s first five minutes, where a character looks as though he meets his demise, only to be seen later, shaken, but unscathed. There’s never a point where the Ghostbusters ever meet any real challenge. Instead of dying, the army sent by homeland security to stop the ghosts gets stuck in a disco pose for no real reason, signifying nothing, for characters we don’t care about. The Busters’ proton packs shoot right through ghosts like paper. There isn’t even a training montage where they get progressively better, they just miss targets in an alley and feel safe shooting radiation into a crowded music hall.

For the life of me, I couldn’t tell you what either of Wiig or McCarthy’s characters personalities were made of. They had brown hair, yelled a lot, and one of them stood out by sexually harassing their idiot employee. McKinnon’s character is also pretty under developed- she’s hot, she’s weird, she’s gadgety. It’s Leslie Jones’ character who was the only one who seemed clearly drawn.

It was a hot day in 1996 when my friend invited me over after school to see his new bundle of computer games. He had gotten a Lucas Arts game bundle that had games like Star Wars, Sam and Max Hit the Road, the Dig, and Indiana Jones. But the game that he was most excited for, and the one that we returned to most often, was Day of the Tentacle. Day of the the Tentacle, or DotT, was a sequel to Maniac Mansion. I had a very cursory understanding of Maniac Mansion, as I had only ever played it once as a rental for the NES. Over that summer, we were absolutely dazzled by the charming design, voice work, sound, and humour of this point and click adventure game. In the years since, I have revisited the game multiple times for nostalgia sake, so you can imagine my joy when I discovered it was being remastered by the original team.