I’m already planning the rom-com about this meet-cute. I would like Kate Hudson to play me (or, per a coworker’s suggestion, Jennifer Lawrence in a blonde wig), and Chris Pratt to play Rich. To remind you, Rich is the comedian who almost flawlessly impersonates characters from 25 of the most beloved Christmas movies.
For those of you who have no idea what I’m talking about, here’s the low down. Earlier this week, I penned a “Be My Boyfriend” letter to Rich here on The Frisky. I was floored by how accurate his impressions were in his “25 Days of Christmas Movie Impressions” video, and wanted to tip my hat to him. I told him about how I wanted to find him under my Christmas tree this year and that I would write to Santa to please deliver him. (Yes, that is how I tip my hat. Don’t hate.) Keep reading »
Dear Guy Who Does 25 Perfect Christmas Movie Impressions,
For the past several weeks, my family members have been asking me what I want for Christmas. Since I have everything I could possibly want (obviously not including the last few seasons of “Friends” on DVD that I need to complete my series), I told them that I just want to watch Christmas movies, drink hot chocolate and spend time with them. Then I saw the Richet Comedy video of you doing impressions of characters from 25 different Christmas movies and decided I would like YOU from Santa. Keep reading »
Dear Ben Schwartz,
I am so, so sorry for the injuries you incurred to your face, neck, and back after a catcaller stabbed you when you approached him to ask him to stop harassing your girlfriend. That is monstrous. It just goes to show that catcalling really isn’t “just a compliment” or a man “just being friendly”: It’s a form of aggression that is expressed verbally and physically both toward women who catcallers feel entitled to and men who get in the way of that entitlement. Keep reading »
Dear Thomas, AKA Mr. Ballsy,
First, allow me to compliment you on your ball. It’s huge and smooth and you look really hot attached to it. But it’s not the size or the softness or the sex appeal of your ball that appeals to me — it’s what you’re doing with your ball that really matters. A cancer survivor yourself, you’ve embarked upon a cross-country trip with your rolling inflatable testicle in tow, spreading awareness about testicular health and cancer. By relying on the kindness of your fellow man to help you reach the end of your journey, you’re creating unique opportunities to share with them the goals of your trip in the first place.
“I want people to come and (say), ‘I’ll book a hotel room, I’ll take you out to lunch, I’ll fill up your gas tank’ or whatever, and I want those physical connections, I don’t just want people to donate to me, I want people to connect with me,” you explained to MTV. Well, Thomas, if I may be ballsy myself, I would like to connect with you. Keep reading »
When a horrific tornado damaged the community of Cedarville, Ohio, local news station WHIO went to the scene to cover the damage. Weatherman Rich Wirdzek was filming a segment about the devastation when he heard loud mews for help coming from a kitten buried in the rubble. Wirdzek warmed up the kitten in the station’s news van and eventually set out to locate his owners. WHIO later found out that the kitty had been one of several born in a barn belonging to the Dobbins family, who live in the area. The barn has since been destroyed, but this little nugget miraculously made it through the storm. Two of his siblings were also found alive. His family previously thought he didn’t make it, and I can’t imagine how overjoyed they must have been when they heard he was okay. He and his siblings have been named Twister, Storm and Lucky after the ordeal. It’s so comforting to see something sweet come out of such an awful experience. Rich Wirdzek and his team are total heroes! [Jezebel]
Remember Dana McGregor, the magical SoCal dude who taught his goats to surf? As if his interspecies surfing lessons weren’t admirable enough, he’s now become Pismo Beach’s
leading only goats rights activist. His focus switched from surfing to activism in the face of a law passed by the city council that bans goats within Pismo city limits. In January, McGregor begged the council to reconsider. “I talked about all the good things the goats are doing in the community,” he said. “They’re our mascots for surfing and stand-up paddleboard camps.” (Was that not how you were expecting that sentence to end? Me neither.) McGregor has received numerous tickets for letting his goats graze within city limits, but he’s undeterred. “I want what’s best for the city too,” he said. “I’m hoping we can work something out.” Meanwhile, I’m wondering if McGregor and I can work something out. Like, a relationship. Because as the old saying goes, “When you find someone who shares your pathological obsession with goats, you should marry them immediately. And then go surfing with your goats to celebrate.” Dana, give me a call. [The Tribune]