This morning the car I was behind had a bumper sticker for The Warriors. Which seemed odd. Then I noticed it also had fuzzy dice hanging from the mirror. And then I decided the owner must be a hipster and it became less odd. But I don't know... Where do you even get a Warriors bumper sticker?

As funny as that pic is, I was rather hoping for a picture of the inflatable breats lost out on the sea - looking like triple-d jellyfishes.

Where do you even get a Warriors bumper sticker?

You mean the movie? There doing a remake right now. It was also made into a video game a couple of years ago. It could be promotional material from either source.

I was rather hoping for a picture of the inflatable breats lost out on the sea - looking like triple-d jellyfishes.

Thanks, Empress-- I'll be carrying that image around the rest of the day... Trying to write serious dramatic stuff and all of a sudden, silicone jellyfish.

Oy.

Thanks, Empress-- I'll be carrying that image around the rest of the day... Trying to write serious dramatic stuff and all of a sudden, silicone jellyfish.

Someone had a link to the story that said, "Tempest in a C-Cup"....

You mean the movie? There doing a remake right now. It was also made into a video game a couple of years ago. It could be promotional material from either source.

Or maybe it came from a Patty Smyth fan club.

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Bang, bang!

I had pink fuzzy dice in my last car. I only got rid of them when I bought my Civic and they blocked quite a bit of my vision.

(I got them at the bookstore when we received an advance reader of a Stephen King book about a killer car not Christine, which came packaged with the dice. A coworker grabbed the book, I grabbed the dice.)

There doing a remake right now. It was also made into a video game a couple of years ago. It could be promotional material from either source.

Aha! I knew about the remake, but the logo was definitely in the original style. I didn't know about the game -- the Rockstar logo was also on the car, I just didn't recognize it.

So: gamer, not hipster. Yay.

This morning the car I was behind had a bumper sticker for The Warriors.

As in "Warriors, come out and play"?

I think Roger Ebert is at his best when he trashes a movie. Here's his take on Expelled: Win Ben Stein's mind

...This film is cheerfully ignorant, manipulative, slanted, cherry-picks quotations, draws unwarranted conclusions, makes outrageous juxtapositions (Soviet marching troops representing opponents of ID), pussy-foots around religion (not a single identified believer among the ID people), segues between quotes that are not about the same thing, tells bald-faced lies, and makes a completely baseless association between freedom of speech and freedom to teach religion in a university class that is not about religion.

And there is worse, much worse. Toward the end of the film, we find that Stein actually did want to title it "From Darwin to Hitler." He finds a Creationist who informs him, "Darwinism inspired and advanced Nazism." He refers to advocates of eugenics as liberal. I would not call Hitler liberal. Arbitrary forced sterilization in our country has been promoted mostly by racists, who curiously found many times more blacks than whites suitable for such treatment.

Ben Stein is only getting warmed up. He takes a field trip to visit one "result" of Darwinism: Nazi concentration camps. "As a Jew," he says, "I wanted to see for myself." We see footage of gaunt, skeletal prisoners. Pathetic children. A mound of naked Jewish corpses. "It's difficult to describe how it felt to walk through such a haunting place," he says. Oh, go ahead, Ben Stein. Describe. It filled you with hatred for Charles Darwin and his followers, who represent the overwhelming majority of educated people in every nation on earth. It is not difficult for me to describe how you made me feel by exploiting the deaths of millions of Jews in support of your argument for a peripheral Christian belief. It fills me with contempt.

So: gamer, not hipster. Yay.

These are not mutually exclusive, in my experience.