You know you all saw it. No not the thrilling (longest) fifth set in Wimbledon history that Roger Federer managed to pull out over Andy Roddick in a dramatic 5-7, 7-6 (6), 7-6 (5), 3-6, 16-14. We're of course talking about the woman sitting behind Pete Sampras with her shirt nearly completely unbuttoned save one lonely button on top. We tried to snap a shot, but sadly we don't have TiVo here at PopSense studios, so this is the best we got (sigh, move your head Pete/Miss Veronica Vaughn from Billy Madison who is Pete's wife).

If anyone has better access to the video tape or can confirm (or deny) our claim that this woman was trying to get a nip slip in on national television, please do so immediately.

Feel free to fire us over the winning shot if you got it over to editors@popsense.com and we'll give you delicious credit and any ridiculous sentence (or link) you'd like to add with it. That's right you link mongers, come get it.

(So far all we've gotten is lots of comments agreeing that it happened and a fellow who calls himself the 'Sargeant' directing us to this funny craigslist posting about it.)

Also, check out how pissed Roddick looks here -



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PopSense is taking off for the 4th of July weekend! Happy America and see you on Monday. Until then, we give you the greatest thing since whatever has most recently defeated sliced bread: PopSense's "The Most American Picture on the Internet Right Now"

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Asteroids, the classic cult-80's video-game, the one where you "blow up rocks and shit," is being made into a movie. Despite the complete absence of a plot, characters, and a defining trait that would differentiate it from other movies about the cosmic trifecta (space, aliens, and asteroids ), Universal Pictures is taking on the dirty deed. Because every 16-Bit game has been bastardized in the last decade (see: Super Mario Brothers, Mortal Kombat, Street Fighter, Double Dragon), it's time the 8-Bit classics get a shot on the silver screen. To assist directors in this endeavor, we have created a list of other potential 80's video-game film adaptations.

1. Centipede: The Wreckoning
Earl is a centipede without a cause, for he is the hunted. In a moment of depraved animalism, seven bratty children from the future plot to hunt Earl with laser-beams via their new trackball guns. The stakes are made higher when Earl discovers he is the last living male of his race. Can Earl find love in a post-apocalyptic bug's world? Do nice guys always finish last? We're rooting for you big guy.

2. The Princess and the Frogger
Starring Dig'em Frog (Smacks: The Cereal), this new film from the Coen Brothers takes place in a sleepy town one mile away from New Jersey's Paramus Parkway. Ted Wilson, a neurotic frog with homegrown values and a crewcut, leads an ordinary life curating flies at the local museum - until he is mistakenly identified as the ruthless leader of a secret anarchist society. Three rifles and two plot-twists later, Ted is on the run. Amidst the confusion, one clear question remains: he can hide, but can he run...across the highway?

3. Galaga: Armadependence Day
In what critics are calling an "Asteroids-killer," Galaga could be the first film to top Asteroids in the box-office this year. Bruce Willis is Clyde Derkin, an ex-army pilot who must save the universe from an asteroid that is about to collide into Earth. Shot off in space to aid astronauts on their mission to prevent this catastrophe, Derkin encounters a group of menacing aliens who are plotting to incinerate the White House. Optimus Prime is rumored to make a guest appearance.

4. Tetris
2012 what? The real end of the world is not a Mayan prophesy of inexplicable natural disasters - it's when giant, multi-colored blocks of death descend from the sky to crush us all.

5. Burgertime
The synonym for "America's pass-time." Leading man Jonah Hill works as a two-bit clerk in a rundown hamburger joint. Though he began flipping burgers as a side-job to pay for a new dirt-bike, an unforgettable cast of awkward friends and Michael Cera makes this an experience he'll never forget. This is Judd Apatow's Burgertime.

-Stelios Phili


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My first was yellow. And big. And bulky. And sometimes when you pressed its buttons in a weird way, it made a squeaking noise that made me smile. Here I'm actually not talking about my Big Bird fetish but instead--my very first Walkman.

Before the dancing sillouette commercials of the iPod and the anger associated with your CD player skipping whenever you had to walk with it, there was the Walkman. And this week we are celebrating its 30th birthday. It gets a little shy when you talk about age, especially now that the younger, sexier mp3 player has come and stolen all of its thunder, but it still deserves a hearty tribute.

Whether it was waterproof, had an FM radar, recorded music, or could jump through flaming hoops on one foot, the Walkman knew what we liked. We made mix tapes with The Spin Doctors and Hootie and the Blowfish and thought we were so cool.

Forget slim new technology. Let's all take a moment to appreciate the cumbersome, awkward past. And now I'm talking about both the Walkman and middle school. Any favorite walkman memories? Surely someone has a mix-tape set list out there worthy of a Grammy. I mean, if Alison Krauss can win all those...

--Gaar Adams

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Brilliant. Public Enemies was totally brilliant. Not Einstein brilliant, but certainly brilliant like that kid in your High School Chemistry class who got a perfect score on the final, always beat you on the homework, and his experiments at the next table were always better than yours and you always looked even worse by comparison so you ended up getting a goddamn C in the class… I hated that kid. But I loved this movie.

One of the greatest assets of Public Enemies is that Director Michael Mann totally humanizes the legend of John Dillinger. The film is very under-dramatic at times, but in a lot of ways this makes it much more palpable for the audience. This movie is totally devoid of big explosions, cheesy heroic lines, and Hollywood bimbos, and that is what makes it so gripping. The action sequences almost seemed as if they were clips from a recreation in a history documentary that you would watch on the History Channel (that is if you watch the History Channel). Which was surprisingly awesome, the shootouts were amazingly gritty, exciting and held me on the edge of my seat until the last bullet was fired.

The performances are all really clean and seem very honest. Christian Bale finally returns to old form (probably with the help of Mann) and doesn’t “grr” his way through the movie. In fact I’m pretty sure his talking lion impression never makes an appearance throughout the entire movie. His character shows strength through action, not strength through sounding “badass.” Marion Cotillard (Big Fish, La Môme) gives a really beautiful performance as Billie Frechette, Dillinger’s love interest. And then a surprise performance from Stephen Graham who you might know better as Tommy from the movie Snatch (if you haven’t seen Snatch, you need to go out and rent it right now, it is like a badass and fuck-styrical sandwich on awesome bread). He plays Baby Face Nelson a psychotic bastard with a penchant for killing people and robbing banks…it’s sweet.

And then there is Depp. Now I might be a little biased because I freaking love Johnny Depp, but he absolutely nails this role. The delivery of every single one of his lines is nearly flawless, everything feels so natural when he is on screen. His performance is wonderfully subdued and allows you to really see Dillinger as opposed to some sort of caricature of him. He absolutely pulls off every second of the quiet badass, with balls as big as watermelons. Dillinger is rumored to have had an absolutely mammoth dick and Depp seems to capture every bit of confidence that certain attribute would instill. Depp even nails the famous Dillinger smirk. In my opinion the movie may be worth seeing simply for Depp’s performance.

I only really have two complaints about the film. My first complaint is the sound, it struck me as incredibly unbalanced with some of the guns sounding like cannons and others sounding kind of like those Fourth of July poppers. And then, I think due to filming it in HD, some of the shots give you this strange unsettling feeling, and not in the good way. More in the sort of there is something wrong here and I can’t quite put my finger on it way. Like when you can’t solve one of those god damn puzzles that make you find the differences between two pictures.

The greatest achievement of this film is its ability to create enormous levels of excitement and intensity while remaining very grounded and realistic; which I credit to wonderful acting, top directing, and a superb crew. There were moments in this film where I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until I heard everyone in the theater take in a gasp of air. It also has what is probably the greatest traffic light of any film I have ever seen. When all is said and done this is easily one of the best and most exciting films that I have seen all year, and is definitely worth your pocket money. So hold off on buying that new deck of Pokémon cards that you’ve been eyeing, and Aaron Burr a Hamilton on Public Enemies instead.

-Sam “Considered Robbing a Bank Last Night” Reeder


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Humanity just can't catch a break in the cinema these days! If the human race can survive Megatron and his misdeeds set in the present day (save us, Skids and Mudflap, you racial sterotypes, you!), we are then going to have to turn our attention to 2012. That's lookin' pretty bleak. And then even if we manage to stave off both fallen transformers and a cryptic Mayan calendar prediction, it looks like 2019 is going to be the next big hurdle.

This week Lionsgate gave us a taste of a film in which, by 2019, most of the human population will have become vampires (as long as we don't all become Twilight fans, it'll be okay I suppose), and the few humans left are being used in systematic blood harvesting.

Here's a look at the new trailer:




How does it look? Will humanity survive once again just to be thrown under the bus in another apocalyptic film? Could Will Smith's Dr. Neville come in and kick everybody's ass? And most importantly, can anyone successfully stop thinking about Sam Neill only as Dr. Alan Grant in Jurassic Park?

--Gaar Adams

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Well, isn’t this just peachy? An FDA Panel recently voted 20-17 to take prescription drugs like Vicodin and Percocet off the market. Why are they trying to kill our party? Apparently, the painkillers contain high doses of acetaminophen, the major ingredient in Tylenol, which can cause like, liver failure, or something. Overdosing on Tylenol is surprisingly common, sending 56,000 people to the emergency room annually.

Speaking (or typing) as someone who has been hit by a car and needed to be on Vicodin and Percocet for quite some time thereafter, I am shocked and horrified by this decision! Vicodin helped kill the pain in my arm and give me fun hallucinations to boot! Luckily, the vote was only carried out by an FDA panel and its ruling is not set in stone. If the vote does stick, however, you can expect a sudden influx of celebrities (Hey Paula!) crossing the Mexican border for a trip to the pharmacia. I’ll be right there with you, Paula. I’ll be right there with you.

-Ryan O'Connell


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A decade ago, The Bloodhound Gang's song "The Bad Touch" boldly stated why the hell it is people watch The Discovery Channel in the first place: to watch animals copulate. Since that time, the good ol' D.C. has struggled in terms of cultural relevance and has teetered on the edge between being legitimately educational and being a lot like that one aunt of yours who's 40 but buys all her stuff at American Outfitters and tries wayyyyy too hard to be cool.

Programming on The Discovery Channel has become increasingly exploitive, brash, and downright freaky. So, a lot like a real housewife of Atlanta, basically. Here's a look at the new show that debuted last night on The Discovery Channel that will, if successful, freak you out so much that you turn into a 21st century reclusive Howard Hughes. ...with less money.

So let's play a game.


It's called "What the fuck is going on in that trailer?!" All you have to do is decide which of the following things is most ridiculous about what you just watched:

a.) The quote "It was an actual creature eating my eye"

b.) The awesomely cheesy computer animations

c.) The quote "He had eggs in his brain"

d.) The overwrought scream at 24 seconds

Mind you, there is a correct answer to this. We'll give you a second to mull it over. And the correct answer is:

It's a trick question! e.) The ridiculous slurping sounds whenever any of the "monster" worm things move around

So if you're going to learn anything from this show (and face it, you're not--it's the Discovery Channel), it's that you gotta Purell the shit out of your hands 24/7. Crazy eggs just be waitin' to get all up in your skull.

--Gaar Adams

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You know, I’m really glad Facebook exists. Without it, how would I make any decisions for myself? I’m not very bright – I can barely spell my own name (Lorin? Larynnne??), much less decide if my Facebook privacy settings should allow my extended family to see that picture of me passed out at a party with a penis drawn across my face.

I’m glad to hear Facebook is simplifying its complex privacy settings. Nobody wants to make fancy-shmancy decisions that determine their privacy on a social networking page! Please, put all my sh*t out there for the world to see. Send it to my dad!!! And my boss. And all my prospective employers. Here, let me give you their contact information...

One of the biggest changes in Facebook privacy settings stems from Facebook’s unbridled jealousy of Twitter. Attempting to compete with its tweeting archrival, Facebook will change the definition of the “Everybody” privacy setting from everybody on Facebook, to everybody in the world. Faaaaaaanf*uckingtastic.

And, since Facebook loves to get its sh*t up on search engines, this new setting could entirely revolutionize Internet searches in the worst way ever. Now, if I want to look up Michael Jackson, Google will spit back 998,556,543,643666666 Facebook status updates: “OMG :( MICHAEL JACKSONN :( :(,” “F*ckin’ pedophile is dead,” “Listening to ‘P.Y.T.’ and crying, omg why would god do this???,” etc.

Plus, I don’t want the garbage I put up on my own Facebook getting picked up by Google. It’s bad enough that another Lauren Sieben exists and opted to make her profile public. Add to that the possibility that my June 20, 2009 status – “Lauren just got crapped on by a bird” – could soon become part of the public domain. Even though I effectively just did so myself.

Move forth into the new Facebook with caution, and prepare for Twitter’s retaliation: 25,000-character tweets, perhaps? Twitter applications with a "Which Jonas Brother Are You?" quiz and typing contests? Or maybe, every time you tweet, Twitter will ensure that it pops up on Google by purchasing a sponsored link for every. single. tweet. Ehhh, but it doesn’t really matter. I don’t care about my privacy settings anyway. Brb, adding my social security number to my Facebook info.

-Lauren Sieben


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Michael Jackson's will appoints Diana Ross guardian of children [DailySwarm]: Oh good, the will has been made public, more things for the media to exploit, great.

PayPal creates new site where people 'Do Stuff for Money' [Mashable]: aka internet prostitution

Owner of YouTwitFace.com makes gimmicky t-shirts and considers doing something with his domain name [WSJ]: Congrats buddy, you bought a domain name that you didn't think of, your potential to revolutionize the internet is endless.

Neil Patrick Harris likely to host Emmys [Variety]: After hosting the Tonys, it looks like he swings both ways after all.

Promotional Goodies from Judd Apatow's Upcoming 'Funny People' [/Film]: This is the movie about Adam Sandler dying and then not dying but they tell you all that in the trailer so don't worry we didn't ruin it for you.

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When The Jonas Brothers walk onto a stage, and only 2 of the 3 siblings are wearing a purity ring, are they still The Jonas Brothers?

Reuters reported just hours ago that Kevin Jonas, the elder of the squad, successfully proposed to Danielle Deleasa, a 22 year-old ex-hairdresser from New Jersey. Taking a quick stop at the doorstep of the young lady in the armpit of America on his way home from a concert in Vancouver, KJ came bearing a different ring than the ones the Brothers are used to wearing: The purity rings--the external embodiment of their internal (and most likely contractual) commitment to abstinence and Disney's twisted tease of rocking teens with sex appeal that cannot be touched or talked about.

As the boys jump from sweaty, tanned poses on the cover of Rolling Stone, to prim and proper portraits with their mother Denise on the front of Good Housekeeping, will this game of mixed messages come to an abrupt end when it is common knowledge that one of the boys on stage has done the dirty deed while the other two are still sneaking around trying to jerk it on the tour bus while the ghost of Uncle Walt is off somewhere kicking Michael Eisner's ass? Or, is Kevin the only one who could get away with this? Moreover, the one who was meant to do this?

Kevin Jonas is the Jonas Brother no one likes. To the teeny-bopper fans, Kevin is the odd-man out. In photos, his smoldering face fails to maintain the implicit Disney sexuality that his other brothers have perfected. And, as a result, he appears borderline creepy while plastered on tween bedroom walls. He doesn't sing either. He has the most outwardly curly hair (which he blatantly straightens). Kevin is too old to swoon the 13 and under audience, as Nick Jonas has, and lacks the boyish good looks of Joe Jonas to be the unanimously accepted hunk of clan Jonas. The much fabled "Bonus Jonas" a.k.a. 9-year-old Frankie Jonas, is actually preferable to teenage cougers.

On the most recent Rolling Stone cover, Kevin is, predictably, far from the foreground of the image. Joe, little Nick, and Joe's visible bulge are giants in contrast to the distant face of Kevin that practically shouts awkward, misplaced sexuality. The title reads "Boys to Men: Inside the World of the Jonas Brothers," but was Kevin ever one of the boys?

Of course, there are the longstanding speculations on Kevin's questionable sexuality. A cursory google search yields countless results of commentary on the possibility of Kevin batting for the other team. Look again at the image we began this article with-- Kevin, in classic Myspace form, taking a picture of himself and Danielle scandalously locking lips, ready to post it online as if to shove his apparent heterosexuality down the throat of doubters. So, does this marriage, instead of sullying the purity of the young men, in fact ice them as the ultimate purveyors of Christian and Disneyfied American values by guaranteeing the most pure path of all through heterosexual marriage?

To fans, this news of the fiance Jonas must come not as a shock, but rather, a relief. Many a conflicted Miley-wannabe has stumbled to explain exactly why they only enjoy 2/3 of the Brothers. "He's not hot enough" is too shallow, but "He's getting married, he's not an option" - now that is the perfect scapegoat. Mothers can rest assured that the 21-year-old won't sneak their daughters backstage for a purity kiss - he simply has no interest. Parents will praise Kevin, because he is the fulfilled Jonas Brothers prophesy, the boy-who-abstained. Gay or not gay, Kevin is the ultimate sacrifice for the Brothers - he is the one who will prove that the JoBros formula works. Rock out without your c*ck out. Don't do drugs. Wear a purity ring until you are married. You will be successful and, most importantly, happy.

The sacrifice, however, may be about giving up more than just Kevin's possible sexual freedom-- it could be his spot in the band as well. Is this the cue for the never-quite-right Jonas to slowly fade out of the band and let minibro Frankie pick up the demographic that Nick is growing out of?

If Disney movies teach us anything, it is that once you have remained pure and chaste long enough, you will come upon your one and only true love and live Happily Ever After. What may lie beyond that Ever After is not to be seen, but instead to be rode out into the sunset where storks deliver babies and the 'bad guys' aren't allowed past the gates.

They may have lost Britney, and Christina, and Miley, but Disney knows damn well what they're doing with the Brothers Jonas.

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Wednesday Poll Results:
With the first Twitter marriage out of the way, what do you expect to happen next via Twitter?




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A movie based around corn and price-fixing sounds like something only your economics teacher could love. But thanks to the gripping, yet offbeat film styling of director Steven Soderbergh (Ocean's 11, Che, The Girlfriend Experience) and the unwavering commitment of Matt Damon (he gained weight and grew a mustache!), The Informant! has us pleasantly excited. The film is based on the true story of Mark Whiticare, high-paid agriculture executive turned whistleblower for the FBI to reveal *bum bum bum!* a price fixing scandal! Aaaahh. The Informant! will be out this September. [via FW]


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Tweet #1 (Immediately after seeing the film):
Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen, as a film taken literally: 1.3 out of 10

Tweet #2 (Ten minutes after seeing the film):
Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen, as an extended metaphor for the automobile industry: 9.6 out of 10.

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1920’s Boxer Lionel Featherboots weighs in:

What’s happened to all of the fisticuffs? Where has all of the American fighting spirit gone? Where all the rough and rowdy men? When I was a young lad we fought our friends, we fought our siblings, we fought our grandparents, we fought Germans and Ottomans; now, it seems that no one wants to take it outside of the speakeasy and put up their dukes. Whenever someone spoke an ill word about my family, or my country, or just something I disagreed with in general – “This weather is just dreadful Lionel!” “I happen to like when it rains like dollars on the Roaring 20’s, what of it? Put up your dukes, Mortimer!” – it was time to settle things in a way appropriate for men! You tell me: what if President Wilson had said, “Pardon, Kaiser Wilhelm, could you leave our European friends alone? This war is really getting to be a bit much, and we are all just so tired of the general disposition of your people that we think it is high time we all sit back, relax, and call the whole thing off!” Mincing fairy! It is a good thing Wilson went in and told them to eat some American steel with a side of Allied boot-in-rear!

It is embarrassing! When did we lose the very real belief that when someone tries to call into question your morals or that of your wife, it is time to show them what American might is? Look at the hubbub about this Perez Hilton and I.Am.Will character: one of the gentlemen violates the personal bubble of the other and, when it is clear that he has violated the space he is accorded as fine gentlemen accord to one another, then it is clearly time to introduce him to Dr. Archibald Charleston and Sir Lionel of Crumpington. There are no two ways about it! But looking at today’s crowd, you would think that taking something to the face and NOT fighting back with maximum potency is the way a man of the world is supposed to take it. How dare you strike me! I shall post something on my blog to indicate to you how outrageously offended I am! What did you say about my mother, her friends, and my father, who although he was a drunk I know still loved me with all of his bourbon-soaked heart? It has been duly noted and I will be sure to post a scalding video about it later on and intimate how much I would have beat you down IF the time and place were appropriate! You touched me! That calls for a general lawsuit in the courts!

Everyone today likes to argue that the putrid state of our nation’s economy and social structure is due in large part to the actions of politicians, greedy businessmen that are not concerned for the well being of the nation at large, and a general failing of the system we call capitalism. Well, I am not here to disagree with you; I am here to disagree with what we are doing to them! Bernie Madoff gets sentenced to 150 years! In my time we would have said sentence him to beatings from 150 different people. Today’s bar fights with drunken frat guys? We would have fought those pansies just for calling what they are trying do a fight! Paris and Nicole? Get out of town! My wife threw down with the McLooster wife one afternoon, and still managed to make me peach cobbler in time – and she won the fight by using a 2x4 she fashioned with her own teeth! UFC is just now becoming a popular sport because of the eroding fighting spirit of this nation; it wasn’t a popular sport in my time because no one really wanted to watch me discipline my children.

I am telling you, it is the lost craft of the fisticuffs that is crippling this nation; it is high time we remembered the fighting spirit that brought this great nation into existence and start letting everyone beat it out of each other! What’s that? You don’t agree? Well, we need to take this outside, and put up your dukes!

-Brennan Lowery

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We at PopSense haven't been in the business of posting Michael Jackson 'tribute' items for the most part because we find them to be highly self-promotional and rarely genuine or worthy of your time.

We give you this little gift today though for a few reasons: Jake Shimabukuro has been playing this Thriller Uke cover in concerts well before Michael's untimely passing, additionally he is offering something new to the music with his technique-- not simply a poorly-sung version of an MJ song. Of course, he's also the man who brought us 'While my Ukulele Gently Weeps". Enjoy the video:



[via Curtain Guy]

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