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For Fifi, who loves the pandas.

Thursday, April 24th, 2008

“Listen, I’m on my lady business and I WILL cut you”

Wednesday, April 16th, 2008

If you don’t read Jezebel.com, you should. Here’s a post on why women try so hard to hide the fact that–like every other woman in the world–they have periods. The title is from my favorite comment by one of the readers.

Personally, I’m no longer afraid to look a male cashier in the eye while buying supplies, but I certainly keep the lid on the whole thing in general otherwise. Am still working on getting painkillers from the medicine cabinet in the maleroom (well, it is!) at work, but I feel equally embarassed to get bandaids or cold meds there. Why should everyone know that I have any medical needs at all? Since I am forever walking by the mailroom anyway to the bathroom next door, I pretty much already feel outed by my bodily functions.

Gaylords say no

Sunday, April 6th, 2008

I didn’t believe P when he told me gaylords are real. I still sort of think he made them up and maybe even fabricated some websites just to play a joke on me, but you can’t make up Wikipedia!

oh, wait.

(Pretend there is a link here to the clip in The Office where Tim and Dawn play the “gaylords say no” trick on Gareth. Because I couldn’t find it on YouTube.)

Mother F. Nature

Tuesday, March 25th, 2008

Ok, so the Canadians would laugh if they knew I was even making the comparison, but this article conveys exactly how I feel about winter:

We know it was wrong of us to stand idly by and let Al Gore show all those explicit photographs of what you’re going to look like 30 years from now. But seriously — ease off. Enough with the apocalyptic downfalls of snow mixed with ice pellets mixed with freezing rain mixed with snow pellets. I’m not saying I’m totally sick of winter, but see that animal’s head mounted above my fireplace? Say hello to Punxsutawney Phil. Shadow-seeing bastard had it coming.

Be sure to read the whole thing.  Go on, do it!  It’s not like you were on your way to the beach.

LISTening

Tuesday, March 4th, 2008

Here’s list meant to be my Mar.2 BloPoMoPost.

 Upon the suggestion of Whoopee (whom I would indeed follow over a cliff), I have joined imeem, so as to add songs to my sidebar, as I have done with Flickr.  Until I figure out how to do that, however, you must be content with these suggestions for revving up your fine selves.   You’ve heard of downloading songs, right?  I have just enjoyed their motivational and kickass qualities on the treadmill.

 1. Suite Judy Blue Eyes, Crosby Stills Nash & Young.  7 minutes and 42 seconds of bliss. 

2. John Saw That Number, Neko Case.  It’s the gospel of truth, people, and you will see God.  I saw her play recently and was in raptures when she closed with this song.

3. Get Right With God, Lucinda Williams.  Isn’t that what we all want?

4. Nuclear War, Yo La Tengo.  I believe it belongs to Sun Ra, but YLT adds in a choir of little children, which is especially delish on the “It’s a motherfucker, dontcha know!” chorus.  Another 7 minutes + song. 

5. Say You Will, Ben Harper and the Innocent Criminals.  How can you say no to Ben Harper?

bouquet garni

Monday, February 25th, 2008

These people tried to pass this off as a legitimate diner plate garnish. A threesome of orange, pickle and pepper: Bah!
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I’m an early a-plopter

Friday, February 15th, 2008

A multi-touch flusher allows you to easily specify how much force is needed to flush.  Simply tap with one finger to flush away urine.  A double tap with two fingers brings a large force of water guaranteed to be able to flush away even the largest loads.

Around the world on V-Day

Thursday, February 14th, 2008

In the northern city of Chiang Mai, youngsters flocked to give blood in a “I’d rather lose blood than virginity” campaign.

Seattlol

Wednesday, February 13th, 2008

I have discovered a new, funny as hell blog. I suppose it was inevitable, following links on other funny as hell blogs.

Clan Campbell is a fiendish hellbroth that is essentially what frat boys squeeze out of their carpets to drink when their trust funds are tapped for the month. Naturally, we ordered two.

Excuse me while I clean up from peeing myself.

My name is Pants, and I steal links from Dooce.

Thursday, February 7th, 2008

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HUJ4es4cYIU

It isn’t often you hear the words Jesus and weiner poopie in the even tones of the evening news.