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The best of the internet, chopped into tiny bits and grilled for your enjoyment. Toren Atkinson (of the Darkest of the Hillside Thickets, our favorite Canadian band that bases all its songs on the work of H.P. Lovecraft) has had a number of entertaining posts lately on his blog. Here's a list he put together of all the great stuff that's going to be on TCM this month. And here's a commercial he did a...

The best of the internet, squirted out in flavorful neon globules, just for you.

The best of the internet, chopped into tiny bits and grilled for your enjoyment.

A tall, icy glass of our favorite internet junk, just for you.

A tall, icy glass of our favorite internet junk, just for you.

A steaming hot pile of our favorite things from around the internets.

A tall, icy glass of our favorite internet junk, just for you.

The shapeless dough of the internet, formed into tasty pellets and baked to perfection, just for you.

The best of the internet, squirted out in flavorful neon globules, just for you.

A steaming hot pile of our favorite things from around the internets.

A tall, icy glass of our favorite internet junk, just for you.

The shapeless dough of the internet, formed into tasty pellets and baked to perfection, just for you.

The best of the internet, chopped into tiny bits and grilled for your enjoyment.

When I heard that Star Foster had passed away, I didn't believe it. Part of me still doesn't. And it's not just because she was so young and it happened so suddenly, although she was and it did. It's mostly because she was so vibrant. I've never met anyone as fiercely alive as Star. All of her friends were always amazed at the sheer number of things she was doing at any one time. Besides writing for, and editing, Phillyist (of which she was one of the founding members), she also wrote for a women's technology blog called Shiny Shiny, for her own personal blog called Sarcasmo's Corner (where she plotted world domination and warned of the coming robot-ocalypse), for her Livejournal, for a horror movie blog called Monsters at Play, for a writing blog called Bitter Quill, and for all I know for about twenty other blogs, both local and international. When she wasn't writing for a blog, she was tinkering with a novel or some random piece of short fiction. And when she wasn't writing at all, she was going to see a movie, reading a gothic novel, playing a pirate on a haunted ship, going out dancing at Sex Dwarf, going out dancing at Dracula's Ball, or starring in an indie horror film. And somehow she still found time to hang out with all her friends, and to worry that perhaps her life was too boring and uneventful.

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