I think this is the best trailer yet.
Netflix released nine teaser posters for the upcoming fourth season of Arrested Development.
May 26th can’t get here fast enough!
It seems like only a year ago we were registering for our wedding. That was a little overwhelming but still a little fun. Cindy and I knew what kind of things we’d like for ourselves or what would be cool to have. It was building our home together piece by piece. Last weekend, we went into Babies R’ Us to begin the baby registry process. Overwhelming, yes. Fun, not so much.
We walked through the store once again armed with the scanner gun to add things to the registry. As we went aisle to aisle, we realized we knew nothing about what Baby Meatball needs. We added four items to our list and left.
From Entertainment Weekly:
Netflix announced today that the upcoming season of Arrested Development will debut on May 26 at 12:01 am PT, which marks the cult comedy’s return to TV after a three-season run on Fox from 2003 to 2006. Similar to its strategy with original series House of Cards, the streaming service will release all 15 new episodes of Arrested simultaneously. (Netflix joked that it had made a “huge mistake” in the number of episodes, a reference to its January announcement that the new season would consist of 14 installments, which was already an upgrade from the original tally of 10.)
This is my most anticipated movie of 2013.
Not Iron Man 3.
Not Star Trek Into Darkness.
Not The Wolverine.
I really hope it doesn’t disappoint.
This better be good. X-Men Origins: Wolverine had so much potential but was such a mess. I know Hugh Jackman really wants to make a good Wolverine film so I have faith this will be a little better.
Even before Cindy and I were married, I joked how I would side-eye anyone who gave our future child anything with a monkey on it. The first image that would pop in my head is the “That’s Racist” animated gif. Now that we have a baby boy on the way, I’ve been questioning how serious I am about it.
Our ultrasound technician asked, “Do you want to know the gender?” We both awkwardly said “yes” as if it were obvious that there was no way our parents (well, my mother) would let us get away with waiting until the baby was born to find out.
She continued with the anatomy scan and capturing images of organs and other body parts for the radiologist to review later.
A moment later, she offhandedly remarked, “Well, it’s a boy.”