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This DIY Deadpool Pizza Is Pepperoni Perfection.
Chances are, if your friends are anything like my friends, everyone has yet to shut up about the new 'Deadpool' movie - so much so that I think it's safe to say that this month was definitely a Deadpool takeover. And thanks to this epic Deadpool pizza tutorial, your love affair with all things Deadpool is still officially far from over. If you thought his thing for good food begins and ends with chimichangas, think again. Here's what you need to make a Deadpool pizza of your own: - Pizza dough (The vlogger in the YouTube embedded below will show you how to make dough from scratch, or you can be like me and just buy the premade stuff.) - 1 jar of pizza sauce (I think so long as you've got at least a cup, it's enough.) - 1 package of shredded mozzarella (The 16-ounce package, so roughly 2 cups.) - 2 - 4 slices of mozzarella (This is for the eyes. Feel free to switch it up with provolone!) - 1 can of sliced black olives (I know some of you don't like olives, so if you can think of an equally delicious substitute to create his trademark black eyes, sub it here.) - 1 package of sliced pepperoni (Roughly 6 - 8 ounces should do!) Ready? Here we go. So first, you're going to preheat your oven to 450F. Then it's time to get that dough nice and spread out on your pizza pan, using a spoon to spread the pizza sauce all around the center of the pie. (Just, you know, leave the ends alone so you have a crust later. Pizza without crusts are super weird.) Next, you want to cover all of your sauce with some shredded mozzarella cheese. Don't skimp because this is going to help the pepperoni stay fixed to the pizza when you bake! Now it's time to layer on all of that pepperoni. Starting from the outside, work your way inward in a circular motion, laying the pepperoni down slice by slice. (If this isn't the most beautiful thing you've ever seen, you're in the wrong card. Dat pepperoni.) So in the video, she uses a teardrop-shaped cookie cutter to the primary shape before slicing it down the middle to create two eyes. I know I don't have teardrop cookie cutters at home, and you probably don't either, so feel free to use a knife to (carefully!) create the shape yourself! Now it's time to use the sliced olives to finish Deadpool's face. Keeping everything looking as symmetrical as possible during this step is key. Lay down your slices of olive similarly to how you laid down your pepperoni, and FINISH HIM!!! Throw him (gently) into the oven, and leave him there for about 10 - 15 minutes - or until he's nice and golden. Don't worry. It's Deadpool. He can take the heat. And there you have it: a Deadpool pizza - warm and gooey, just how you like him! For more specific instruction, check out Rosanna Pansino's full Nerdy Nummies tutorial in the YouTube above! And for more viral vids, follow my YouTube Nation collection! So who's going to try this out this weekend? (And more importantly, who's going to save me a slice?!)
Disney Princesses Singing In Their Native Languages
English is not the native tongue of Disney Princesses. Everyone has grown up with Disney Princesses because they are the most innocent form of childhood entertainment. With the fantastic movies comes even better songs which make them so appealing. Your infatuation with them carries on into adulthood and before you know it, you're sitting in your living room watching the movies singing along with your own children. Crazy right? Well, here's the thing, English is the default language, not the native one. All Disney Princesses have come from other countries other than Pocahontas who was a Native American in North America (present day USA). It brings up a really interesting change because when you watch the Disney movies in their native languages, it has an entirely new meaning because it's authentically and historically correct. Disney Americanizes our movies through using English and we forget that languages play a huge role in presenting emotions, interactions, conversations, and without a doubt, our singing. One of the biggest trends on the internet is hearing a Disney Princess sing her hit song with her own native finesse instead of a defaulted English one. Enjoy and really take notice on the differences in emphasis and fluidity of the lyrics. Because of changed language, the songs also have different lyrics to fit the melody which slightly alters the song even if it has a similar universal meaning. Disney is genius. What do you think?
๋กœ๋ฒ„ํŠธ ๋‹ค์šฐ๋‹ˆ ์ฃผ๋‹ˆ์–ด, ์•„์ด์–ธ๋งจ ๋ณต๊ท€ํ•˜๋‹ค
๋””์ฆˆ๋‹ˆ ํ”Œ๋Ÿฌ์Šค์— ๋“ฑ์žฅํ•œ ํ† ๋‹ˆ ์Šคํƒ€ํฌ ์•„์ด์–ธ๋งจ(Iron Man) ํŒฌ์ด๋ผ๋ฉด ์‚ฌ๋ญ‡ ์„ค๋  ์†Œ์‹์ด ์ „ํ•ด์กŒ๋‹ค. ๋””์ฆˆ๋‹ˆ ํ”Œ๋Ÿฌ์Šค(Disney +)์˜ ์ƒˆ๋กœ์šด ์• ๋‹ˆ๋ฉ”์ด์…˜ ์‹œ๋ฆฌ์ฆˆ <What If...?>์—์„œ ๋กœ๋ฒ„ํŠธ ๋‹ค์šฐ๋‹ˆ ์ฃผ๋‹ˆ์–ด(Robert Downey Jr.)๊ฐ€ ํ† ๋‹ˆ ์Šคํƒ€ํฌ ์—ญ์œผ๋กœ ๋‹ค์‹œ ์ฐธ์—ฌํ•œ๋‹ค๋Š” ์‚ฌ์‹ค์ด ๊ทธ ํฌ์†Œ์‹์˜ ์ฃผ์ธ๊ณต. ๋ฏธ๊ตญ ๋งค์ฒด โ€˜์ฝ”๋ฏน๋ถโ€™์— ๋”ฐ๋ฅด๋ฉด, <ํ† ๋ฅด:๋ผ๊ทธ๋‚˜๋กœํฌ>์—์„œ ๊ทธ๋žœ๋“œ ๋งˆ์Šคํ„ฐ ์—ญ์„ ๋งก์•˜๋˜ ์ œํ”„ ๊ณจ๋“œ๋ธŒ๋Ÿผ(Jeff Goldblum)์ด โ€˜๋ฒ„์ฆˆํ”ผ๋“œโ€™์™€์˜ ์ธํ„ฐ๋ทฐ์—์„œ ํ•ด๋‹น ์†Œ์‹์„ ์–ธ๊ธ‰ํ–ˆ๋‹ค๊ณ . ๋˜ํ•œ ๊ทธ๋Š” ๋กœ๋ฒ„ํŠธ ๋‹ค์šฐ๋‹ˆ ์ฃผ๋‹ˆ์–ด ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  <ํ† ๋ฅด:๋ผ๊ทธ๋‚˜๋กœํฌ>์—์„œ ๊ฑฐ์ธ์กฑ ์ฝ”๋ฅด๊ทธ ๋ชฉ์†Œ๋ฆฌ ์—ฐ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ํ•œ ํƒ€์ด์นด ์™€์ดํ‹ฐํ‹ฐ(Taika Waititi)์™€ ํ•จ๊ป˜ <What If...?>์˜ ๋…น์Œ์„ ์ง„ํ–‰ํ–ˆ๋‹ค๊ณ  ๋ฐํ˜”๋‹ค. ์ด๋กœ์จ ์ˆ˜๋งŽ์€ ํŒฌ์˜ ํฌ๋ง์ด ๋‹ด๊ธด ๋ฌด์„ฑํ•œ ์†Œ๋ฌธ์€ ๋น„๋กœ์†Œ ํ˜„์‹ค์ด ๋์œผ๋ฉฐ, ์•„์ด์–ธ๋งจ์œผ๋กœ ๋ณต๊ท€ํ•œ ๋กœ๋ฒ„ํŠธ ๋‹ค์šฐ๋‹ˆ ์ฃผ๋‹ˆ์–ด์˜ ์ถ”ํ›„ ํ–‰๋ณด๋ฅผ ์ฃผ๋ชฉํ•ด๋ณด์ž. ๋”ย ์ž์„ธํ•œย ๋‚ด์šฉ์€ย <์•„์ด์ฆˆ๋งค๊ฑฐ์ง„>ย ๋งํฌ์—์„œ
Breaking Up and Blue Valentine
Six months ago, I left the longest relationship I've ever had (six years) and it all started with Derek Cianfrance's Blue Valentine. One night, a year or so before the actual break-up, I thought it would be a good idea to watch Derek Cianfrance's Blue Valentine (2010) on Netflix. We both like Ryan Gosling -- as a human specimen and as an actor -- and we thought we'd enjoy it. As it went on, my ex started complaining that the movie was dragging on. She couldn't get into it and kept calling the movie weird, while I was thoroughly enjoying it. By the time the final scene came on (the scene posted above), she was asleep on the couch. The way Cianfrance cross-cuts between the past and the present lets the viewer experience two different timelines simultaneously. As the past and present mirrored each other (in the past they were crying out of joy while the present they were crying about their separation), I started to feel like that was going to happen to my relationship. I thought about our beginning and eventual end the same way Cianfrance had laid it out on the screen in front me. I met my ex outside of a Dunkin Donuts across the street from my house. They were with a friend of mine and needed a cigarette, "Reds, huh? You a tough guy or something?" my future ex asked me in a playful tone. I laughed and handed one over. We talked over black coffee and through wisps of smoke. As the night went on, we made plans to see each other again in two days. I remember feeling so nervous that I was late to pick them up. I chain-smoked two cigarettes as I pulled up to their house and honked the horn. When they walked through the door, I felt stunned. I couldn't believe this person -- I was so into them at the time -- was into me. I screamed a little bit in my head. We went to a Starbucks, sat in the parking lot, and drank ice coffees under the sun. This became our thing. We drank coffee, smoked, got drunk at night, and watched movies. And without any warning, it was decided. We were dating. And I was happy. Things started feeling off after we hit the two year mark in our relationship. At times, it felt like we were going through the motions. We barely went out to eat, we didn't watch new movies, we stopped going out to see bands play, and we rarely touched each other (all of these things could probably be attributed to my own problems, though). Everyday, we'd go to work or class, come back home, then fake our way through conversations until it was time to go to bed. Later, she got annoyed at me because I move too much in my sleep, so I'd push myself up against the wall and out of the way. Eventually, I bought an air-mattress that we put in our bedroom so I wouldn't bother her anymore. This was pretty analogous to our relationship. We were in the same room but we weren't really together. About six months ago I broke up with her in middle of the night. I watched a person -- a person I once loved -- fall apart in front of me. Last weekend, I tried to watch Blue Valentine again. I barely paid any attention. My mind was elsewhere. As I listened to the movie, I saw different visuals in my head. I saw our relationship being built. Like a castle or a fort or a giant skyscraper. I heard our laughter. I remembered all the nights we stayed out late. I recalled the first time we told each other that we loved one another. I saw our smiles but then I saw them turn into frowns. The castle/fort/skyscraper was being taken down. Bricks fell from the foundation until it crumbled. I relived the night we broke up. I felt all of the emotion she did. I felt everything I didn't feel when I was watching her plead and beg with me to change my mind. The way Cianfrance constructed the beginning and end of a relationship -- in this movie -- will never sit well with me. And that's what makes it a great film. My relationship ended with Blue Valentine. And I don't think I'll ever watch it again because of what it represents. I don't how my ex is doing or what my ex is doing now. But I hope they're doing well.
๋ถ๋ฏธ๋ฅผ ํœฉ์“ด ๊ธฐ์ƒ์ถฉ ์† [์ œ์‹œ์นด ์†ก] MP3 ๋ฒ„์ „๊นŒ์ง€ ๋“ฑ์žฅํ•˜๋‹ค
'์ œ์‹œ์นด ์™ธ๋™๋”ธ ์ผ๋ฆฌ๋…ธ์ด ์‹œ์นด๊ณ ' ์˜ฌ ํ•œ ํ•ด๋ฅผ ํœฉ์“ธ์—ˆ๋˜ ์˜ํ™” <๊ธฐ์ƒ์ถฉ> ์† ๋“ฑ์žฅํ•œ ๋…ธ๋ž˜๊ฐ€ ๋ฏธ๊ตญ์—์„œ ์„ ํ’์ ์ธ ์ธ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๋Œ์–ด ํ™”์ œ๋‹ค. ์ด๋Š” ํฅํ–‰๊ณผ ํ•จ๊ป˜ ๊ทน ์ค‘ ๊ธฐ์ •(๋ฐ•์†Œ๋‹ด)๊ณผ ๊ธฐ์šฐ(์ตœ์šฐ์‹) ๋‚จ๋งค๊ฐ€ ๋ถ€๋ฅธ [์ œ์‹œ์นด ์†ก]์ด ํ˜„์ง€์—์„œ [์ œ์‹œ์นด ์ง•๊ธ€]๋กœ ๋ถˆ๋ฆฌ๋ฉฐ ํญ๋ฐœ์ ์ธ ๊ด€์‹ฌ์„ ๋Œ๊ฒŒ ๋œ ๊ฒƒ. [๋…๋„๋Š” ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๋•…]์˜ ๋ฉœ๋กœ๋””์— ๊ฐœ์‚ฌ๋œ ์Œ์•…์€ โ€˜์ œ์‹œ์นด ์™ธ๋™๋”ธ, ์ผ๋ฆฌ๋…ธ์ด ์‹œ์นด๊ณ , ๊ณผ ์„ ๋ฐฐ๋Š” ๊น€์ง„๋ชจ, ๊ทธ๋Š” ๋„ค ์‚ฌ์ดŒโ€™์ด๋ผ๋Š” ๊ฐ€์‚ฌ๋กœ ์ž์‹ ๋“ค์ด ๋งŒ๋“ค์–ด๋‚ธ ๊ฐ€์ƒ์˜ ์ธ๋ฌผ โ€˜์ œ์‹œ์นดโ€™์˜ ํ”„๋กœํ•„์„ ๋˜์งš๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ์ด ๋…ธ๋ž˜๋ฅผ ๋ถ€๋ฅด๊ฒŒ ๋œ๋‹ค. ๋ถ๋ฏธ ๋ฐฐ๊ธ‰์‚ฌ ๋„ค์˜จ(NEON)์€ ์ธ๊ธฐ์— ํž˜์ž…์–ด ์ตœ๊ทผ ๋ฌด๋ฃŒ ์Œ์›์„ ๋ฐฐํฌํ•˜๋ฉฐ, ๋ฐ•์†Œ๋‹ด์˜ ์ถ”๊ฐ€ ์˜์ƒ์„ ๊ณต๊ฐœํ•˜๊ธฐ๋„. ๋˜ํ•œ ์˜๋ฌธ ๊ฐ€์‚ฌ๊ฐ€ ์ ํžŒ ํ‹ฐ์…”์ธ ์™€ ๋จธ๊ทธ์ปต ๋“ฑ ๋‹ค์–‘ํ•œ ์•„์ดํ…œ๋„ ํŒ๋งค๋˜๋ฉฐ, ๋ฆฌ๋ฏน์Šค ๋ฒ„์ „๊ณผ โ€˜์ œ์‹œ์นด ์ผ๋ฆฌ๋…ธ์ด ์‹œ์นด๊ณ โ€™๋ผ๋Š” ๋‹จ์–ด๊ฐ€ ์œ ํ–‰์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ ๋ฒˆ์ ธ ๊ทธ ์—ดํ’์„ ์ž…์ฆํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค. ํ•ด๋‹น ์Œ์›์€์ด๊ณณ์—์„œ ๋‹ค์šด ๊ฐ€๋Šฅํ•˜๋ฉฐ,ํ•œํŽธ <๊ธฐ์ƒ์ถฉ>์€ ๋ถ๋ฏธ ์ˆ˜์ž… 131์–ต ์›์„ ๋ŒํŒŒํ•ด <๋”” ์›Œ>๋ฅผ ์ œ์น˜๊ณ  ์—ญ๋Œ€ ๋ถ๋ฏธ ๊ฐœ๋ด‰ ํ•œ๊ตญ ์˜ํ™” ์ค‘ ์ตœ๊ณ  ํฅํ–‰์ž‘์— ๋“ฑ๊ทนํ–ˆ๋‹ค. ๋”ย ์ž์„ธํ•œย ๋‚ด์šฉ์€ย <์•„์ด์ฆˆ๋งค๊ฑฐ์ง„>ย ๋งํฌ์—์„œ