We Put the ‘T’ in Tuesday!

Dear reader(s), forgive us. It’s been a very long time since our last legit post. Between M’s work on Awesome Taste in Music and A’s Twi-Con coverage for Awesome Twilight Musings, our little bundle of ATM joy has taken a hit. Well, no more! We’ve devised a plan that will allow us to give ATM the attention it needs. Now ask us the most basic question: What is it? No, really. Say it. Out loud.

(PS That Twilight quote was totally accidental. This is what happens when you put A in a room full of Twi-hards for three straight days. She breaks all the ‘no Twilight on this site’ rules. But heck, look at our last post. You knew we wouldn’t be able to stick to that rule forever!)

We digress. Here’s the plan: From now on ATM will be a WEEKLY e-zine! Now now, dear reader(s), don’t voice your complaints just yet. Think about it this way—rather than leaving our little ATM baby out in the cold and only updating it when something important happens, we’ll update every week. Even if absolutely nothing important happens! That’s right. We might post about things as inconsequential as the weather or Kevin Jonas’ engagement. (Scratch that last one, it *is* important! A was crushed by the news!)

And why Tuesday, you ask? Because Ruby can’t lay all the claim to it! Because T is our middle name (and Thursday we have our weekly squash game). Because in the summer there’s NOTHING on TV to occupy our attention on Monday nights when we should be writing, and in the fall there’s plenty on to steal, er, gain inspiration from!

Thus, one week from today we will launch the brand new, never-before-seen Awesome Teen Magazine. (Spoiler alert: it will look JUST like this, except we’ll update it weekly. Did we mention that? It’s WEEKLY now!) And don’t forget to follow us on Twitter @AwesomeTM where we will continue to say witty, insightful (ha!) and generally awesome things on the daily. 

Trust us. This is a good thing.

xoxo,

A&M

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Peter Facinelli’s Twilight Drinking Game Amendment

While she was on the phone with Peter Facinelli yesterday, Co-Creator A told him all about the Twilight Drinking Game we created. (He thought it was great, PS. Duh!) We asked if he’d be willing to give us a Carlisle-related drinking rule for New Moon. (He was, but you’ll have to wait for November for that one, Twi-hards. Ha!) This was his response:

“First, I gotta give you one for Twilight: Everytime I put my hand on Rob’s shoulder. Rob and I would joke about that all the time. In the script it was always like ‘Carlisle comes in, puts his hand on his son’s shoulder.’ So Rob and I would always laugh because I’d be like every time I come in, I’m supposed to put my hand on your shoulder…like that’s a fatherly gesture. And whenever I see Rob now, I put my hand on his shoulder and we laugh.”

Not only did Peter Facinelli give us TWO—count them, TWO—drinking game rules, he gave us an RPattz anticdote!! It was like winning the lottery three times in one day!

 

Peter teaches Kellan the rules of the game...
Peter teaches Kellan the rules of the game…

PS Co-Creator M obvs isn’t the only one with mad Photoshop skills! Ha!

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Twitter Confessions

If you’re like us, dear ATM reader(s), you love following celebs on Twitter. It’s fun to feel like you have famous pals and then drop tidbits like “Mark Hoppus had eggs for lunch” or “John Mayer thinks green is the new pink” in conversations with the not famous ones. But with more and more celeb Twitter accounts popping up, we find it increasingly difficult to weed out the real ones from the fakers. 

There are few we’re sure of: John Mayer, Ashton Kutcher, Demi Moore. No one has enough time on their hands to fake their sheer volume of posts. (Evidently celebs have a lot of downtime.) 

Some, however, have us stumped. We’ve been following Gossip Girl’s Leighton Meester for a while, but her posts—while frequent—are always bizarre. Usually she just says “I’m naughty” or “feeling so hot” over and over. This made us question her validity. However, this weekend she posted some stuff about shooting for Playboy and posted a link to her blog, which seems to be the actual Leighton Meester’s blog. Still confused!

But we’ve come up with a great way for celebs to announce whether or not they’re truly Twitter-fiends once and for all. On Sunday night, when Hollywood’s young, hip elite show up in their finery to present and accept the Mtv Movie Awards, we think that as each approaches the mic, they should announce “My name is (insert name here) and I do (or do not) have a Twitter account.” 

What better platform than the awards show? Look at the Oscars! How many actors take their time on stage there to endorse candidates, further political causes or diss their least favorite DC peeps? 

Yes, just like the Oscars, the Mtv Awards ceremony is the world’s stage for Twitter users. All the tech-lovers will be tuned in and tweeting. It’s the ideal spot for presenter Leighton Meester to confirm or deny her account. And it works both ways: not only can fans follow/un-follow celebs accordingly, but the celebs themselves can set the record straight on fakers making announcements about their where-abouts and upcoming projects. Everyone’s a winner!

Except the folks who don’t actually win awards that night, they’re losers.

Editors’ Note: Not following us on Twitter? You should be! We’re the real deal!

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That’s What She Said

It’s no secret that we here at ATM love a good trend. We’re usually the first ones to jump on the bandwagon, immerse ourselves in taking full advantage of its trendiness, and (more often than not) the last ones to let it fall to the wayside. Take for example Wayfarers, the emo scarf, and this season’s jump suit. We’ve embraced them, loved them like they were our own, and still work to keep their awesomeness alive (in fact, Co-Creator A is wearing all three today!). But in our attempt to be your definitive source for all things awesome, there’s one trend that we’ve pushed too hard (that’s what she said!!): the “that’s what she said” catch phrase.

While it might seem like catch phrases are born out of thin air—think Borat’s “niiiice” or Paris Hilton’s “that’s hot”—we here at ATM know that it takes a lot of time, dedication, and many a blank stare to coin a catchy phrase. Over the past week we have sacrificed our pride (and a few friends) as we experimented with some new slogans to bring you what we believe will become the season’s hottest vocal accessories:

Polly want a cracker?

This commonly heard phrase makes the perfect ending to any awesome story you tell. For instance, after boasting to a friend that you scored a free drink and a hot guy’s number at a bar, follow up with “Polly want a cracker?” It’s less offensive than “now what, bitch?” but has a very similar effect. It also makes a great cut down. When someone talks up something they’ve done, don’t ask if they want a cookie, just look them square in the eye and say, “Polly want a cracker?” You’ll take the wind out of their sails in no time!

Blame It on the ah, ah, ah, al-cohol.

We’ve all sung along with Jaime Foxx’s hit song, but now it’s time to steal it and make it your own (just like Flo Rida did with Dead Or Alive’s “You Spin Me Round”). When someone says something unbelievable, controversial, or downright crazy, you’ve got every right to interject, “blame it on the [enter culprit in the form of a stuttered word].” Just the other night, an ATM fan expressed how cool it was that Co-Creator A had written a Google Newsfeed worthy post. To the incredible news, we responded, “blame it on the al, al, ala, Alison,” to give her a much deserved shout out

If I were a magician…

This multi-purpose phrase is certain to change your life. Someone getting on your nerves? Tell them “if I were a magician, I’d make you disappear.” Bestie lost her hobo bag? Tell her “if I were a magician, I’d pull it out of my hat!” We may not be a magician, but we’re enough of a psychic to tell you this one’s going to take off!

Dunzel Washington

Tired of the same old “dunzo” label? We’ve combined the name of a favorite Academy Award Winning actor with the act of something being over to create this soon-to-be-a-classic phrase. If something is tired and stale, just look at your friend/co-worker/mom/mall employee and say “that is so Dunzel Washington!” (This phrase is in no way, shape or form affiliated with Mr. Washington himself, nor does he endorse its use.)

A Warning: While funny, we don’t recommend making loud whale noises. Trust us on this one.

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A Textual Relationship

Remember back in elementary school when you were assigned a pen pal with whom you wrote back and forth every week? You knew nothing about this person other than they were a student in the same grade as you, but you still shared your day-to-day musings with them like you’d known them for years.  Sure the letters were no more than a few sentences long (later those would be called “tweets”), but it killed time during the usually boring school day to write and read these back and forth letters. Plus, there was something rewarding in telling a complete stranger about the ups and downs of your life (as up and down as they can be in 5th grade). They didn’t care that you didn’t like Ecto Cooler, kicked your crush in the shins or got a C on your Island of the Blue Dolphins book report. They were always there to listen.
 
Then, when we became too cool for school (or at least our school assigned pen pals), we turned to AOL chat rooms, where we found new electronic buddies who were always just a click away.  No matter when you were online, one of your buddies popped up to be your best friend and confidant. (And occasionally you’d even tell them your real name.)

But where do we turn now that we’re in our twenties?  Chat rooms certainly aren’t cool (unless you’re Chris Hanson trying to catch a predator) and who has time to write a letter? (If you can’t do it from your Blackberry, what’s the point?) That’s why here at ATM, we suggest finding a texting buddy, someone who will return your text at a moment’s notice to do nothing more than satisfy your need to “just tell someone.”
 
Ever feel like a jerk when you arrive alone to a party with no one to talk to? (Don’t worry, you’re not alone: we’re pretty sure Jennifer Aniston deals with the same thing all the time. Just with more toned arms.) You’ve spent all day talking to your real friends, so you have nothing to text to them, and Tweeting will expose your jerk status to the world (not like that’s ever stopped Spencer Pratt. BURN, Pratt!).  If only you had a texting buddy, someone who would happily accept your text and reply back, making you look cool in front of the room full of strangers. (Or at least giving you somewhere to avert your gaze.)
 
But, like all good relationships, there are rules in having a texting buddy.  It’s important that you’ve met them, but even more important that you never want to see them again.  You need to establish that your new texting buddy is not a crazy person (sorry, Octomom), but has the same sense of humor and keeps the same hours you do. We suggest picking someone at a bar (but not your favorite bar).  It’s perfect, if you think about it! You’ve spent a drunk hour talking to this person, so you already have something in common.  At the end of the night exchange numbers and bingo!  Instant texting buddy!
 
As a rule, you and your new texting buddy can’t share friends, neighborhoods, or similar plans.  You’ll need to be as vague as possible to ensure your texting buddy relationship doesn’t extend outside its intended purpose.  This can lead to awkward real-life run ins, and we don’t want those (see: Heidi Montag and Lauren Conrad). Keeping your relationship strictly text-onic is essential. You’re not looking for a BFF or a soulmate. Just someone you can message when the guy in front of you at the DMV farts. Or winks. Or both!

With proper nurturing (it’s a two-way street afterall!), your texting buddy will be there for you when you’re pissed at your best friend, having a bad day at work, or need someone to flirt with. And you’ll be there for them. No matter the situation, you’ll have someone to chat with. But as we warned yesterday, don’t get too personal…we can’t have real life ruining the well crafted, perfect world we’ve created in our heads. We’d have to resort to pen pal letters again, and our Blackberrys couldn’t handle the work.

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