One Hundred Thousand Fireflies

Worthwhile things I have blogged in the past four months:

• Eight songs narrated by murderers
• All of the Bond girls whose names seem to mean something, with my best guesses as to what they probably mean
• I told an obvious lie about Jennifer Aniston
• The strange, strange story of Mounbatten Pink and alleged sodomy in the high seas
• My linguistic objection to Battlestar Galactica
• Almost ten years later, I still have lingering questions about Kill Bill
• A list of all the Simpsons characters who have undergone life changes that have lasted longer than as single episode
• A fairly comprehensive list of recipes named after professions
• The Duckface Saga, continued
• Super Mario Bros. 3 and what may very well be a stand-in for testicles
• Two slasher movie-style murderers of Greek mythology
• The best Baby Jesus-related prank of the fourteenth century, hands down
• How Pan Ho, overlooked Bond girl, eventually left her mark on pop culture anyway
• Why it sucks to be Hypsipyle
• My curse on my enemies, in the grand Irish tradition of curses
• Twenty British terms that I wish would get adopted into American English
• My friend Kristen looks like the wife of Matthew Fox, it turns out
• But Kristen reminds me more of this lady
• LARM!
• Things used to be different back in the day, movie musical edition (part one and part two)
• The first cyborg of record
• The animated Batman show of your youth was sexier than you remember, especially the Poison Ivy episodes
• Strange and wonderful words: runcible, mooncalf, cockernonnie, phlegmagogue, coprolalia, muzjiks, pettitoes, quiff, sharrow, cephalophore
• And then a follow-up to that cephalophore post about more people who enjoyed severed heads

(And yes, it has been four months since I posted any sort of round-up of things blogged-but-not-sucky. The visual index will have to await until I figure out how to make it in the new Blogger set-up.)