Found this via Pandagon, a pretty endearing little romance between a girl and the one-night-stand who knocked her up. Stars SNL's Jenny Slate and a bunch of other cute young New Yorkers.
I saw these for the first time 7 or 8 years ago as part of Spike & Mike's Sick & Twisted Animation Festival, and I can still crack myself up by announcing that "I am a banana!" in a high-pitched voice.
In interesting sociological developments, last night my roommate + a date watched these online. They've also been watching Dr. Horrible together. Not sitting in the living room and watching the TV, but sitting next to the computer watching things on YouTube. On a date. Television as an art form is very much alive (as I count down the days to The Office premiere), but television as form of delivering content is dead or dying. This is what the writer's strike was all about.
Ethan Z. says that cute cat videos are the whole point of Web 2.0. All joking aside, it's a pretty brilliant post on digital activism and social networks and how the more people share cute cat videos online, the less repressive governments can successfully censor the web.
In the midst of getting my film ready and preparing for the new semester, that's what I can offer you: