Lucas With The Lid Off
13. Sep, 2004 
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– C-3PO sez peace the fork out, Mark Hamill waxes about an upcoming Star Wars TV show(?) and Episodes 7-9, while George Puke-cas poo-poos any notion of further trips to a galaxy far far away. Thanks GAWDs! But if you really want yer blood to boil, czech out the changes made to the original trilogy, which is released on DVD next Tuesday. [2nd link via Navi el Terrible]
– The Marlins set aside some tix for Steve Bartman at Wrigley. Speaking of the Bartman, where the frig is he? Supposedly he still lives in the western burbs of Chi-Town, after his petition for a job transfer to London never materialized.
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– Lettuce take a qwik trip around the blogosphere. Here be the breast blog names I’ve come across recently, Remember the Whalers and Donkey Boners and Other Debauchery. This may be old, but read the (peerless) priceless comments left for poser site, Whatevs.Blogspot.com. And can someone peas eggplain what this blog is all about? [last via The Whine Colored Sea]
– De La Soul enlist the help of Ghostface, Flavor Flav, and Common on their latest, Grind Date, which drops Rocktober 5th. Speaking of Flav, if you haven’t been czeching out season 3 of The Surreal Life, you haven’t truly lived. So f-in mint!
– I’ve heard so much goodness over the past year about the flick The American Astronaut that I’m slap happy it’s finally going to play in a real movie theater. [via OuttaFocuszz]
– Engadget revisit the head clamp from A Clockwork Orange. Viddy well, little brother. Viddy well.
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– Dougray Scott to be the next 007? At this point, they should have a different bloke play em each go around. Who doesn’t want to see Bond flicks starring Ewan Mac, Judey Law, Clive Owen, Robbie Williams, and Richard Branson!?
– Hail to Joey Gibbs and the Redskins, but not these Redskins.
– If you don’t have a brain or eyes, go see Ice Cube’s latest.
– And are you a sick sick sick sick human being? Then go ahead and click this to see the pics from Playboy’s Women of Video Games spread. Who knew that digital ladies shave their poonannys?
