What's a popcorn storm?

It's kind of like poporn love...

No, I'm pretty sure that's what my coworker said he had learned on the weather.com yesterday -- it seemed like little spots of thunderstorm were popping up around town, but not with any rhyme or reason.

I understood all that from the context, because I'm just that delicate and dignified.

Let it in
To your heart and you'll feel this funny feeling
Let it in
And together we'll join in harmour love

Let it in
For the beat of your heart will keep the rhythm
Let it smile
On the outside and sing in harmour love

I don't think it's porn. Little Stevie wouldn't do porn, would he?

Kinsey becomes first movie to show un-blurred genitalia in Japan:

Japanese moviegoers will finally be able to see fully exposed genitalia on the silver screen for the first time ever later this month, according to Shukan Post (8/12).

Japan's Eirin, the name commonly used for the Administration Commission of Motion Picture Code of Ethics, has traditionally taken a hard line against the display of reproductive organs on celluloid, requiring moviemakers to blot them out of view by using a digital mosaic.

The closest genitalia have come to being screened publicly in Japan was the briefest of glimpses of a male member that pops up when two football players clash in Oliver Stone's "Any Given Sunday" in 1999.

But, with the Japanese premiere in late August of "Kinsey," local moviegoers will get their first unadulterated glimpse of both male and female reproductive organs.

"We discussed it quite a bit internally before deciding the scene where the organs appear is really important for the overall movie and that we wanted it to be screened uncut and without a mosaic," a spokesman for Shochiku, the distributor of "Kinsey," tells Shukan Post.

That's the well known, but apparently sadly seldom adhered to Vanilla Ice Sampling Principle.

Stop...collaborate and listen!

I am charmed by popcorn storm (note: never knew of pop-up storm anyway, so it's all new). I think it needs to be spread far and wide. Just like the @@.

Time to color hair now.

Band of pirates sets out to conquer NYC dive bars:

By day, they are mild-mannered civilians with jobs at banks and well-meaning nonprofit groups.

But on those nights when pub piracy is nigh, they don eye patches, hoop earrings - and colorful bandanas, too.

They also carry a paper parrot dubbed "Harvey" and a plush monkey named "Monkey."

And being pirates, they call each other "Matey" and growl things like "Arrrrrrr" and "Shiver me timbers" to anyone who dares approach them.

The idea was hatched in March when "Scurvy" Kiera (The Dangerous) Downes-Vogel, 26, of Astoria, Queens, spotted an issue of Time Out New York that listed 41 great dive bars in the city.

She suggested to a couple of friends that they should go check them out - all of them - and her friends instantly agreed.

MacLeod, 25, also of Astoria, quickly realized that in order to scout out all of those bars they would need a map - and being a graphic designer, she drew it up herself.

The crew dubbed it a "treasure map," and burned the edges for effect, and soon the idea that they were pirates hunting for the treasure was formed.

The pub pirates have three rules: Don't ever leave a fellow pirate behind. Don't do shots. And, perhaps most importantly, always wash your hands.

The shots rule? "We already broke that," Downes-Vogel admitted.

And a couple of drunken, stubborn pirates have been left to fend for themselves on a few occasions.

"But we always wash our hands," MacLeod noted.

I love the pub pirates!! Rule breaking rapscallions that they are.

WHAT I’D SAY TO THE MARTIANS by Jack Handy.

You say your civilization is more advanced than ours. But who is really the more “civilized” one? You, standing there watching this cage? Or me, with my pants down, trying to urinate on you?

...

I came here in peace, seeking gold and slaves. But you have treated me like an intruder. Maybe it is not me who is the intruder but you.

I wanna be a pub pirate!

Or any kind of pirate, really.

Do the pub pirates wear puffy shirts?