If I can find a clip of it, I'll post it. It MUST be seen to be believed. No joke, it's right up there with the true classics of shitty low-budget local ads. It's, like, the Citizen Kane of bullshit TV spots ( Read more... )

While watching Saturday Night Live last night (by the way, way to WASTE Hugh Laurie, meatheads!), it occurred to me how creepy the song Silent Night is.

Round yon virgin, mother and child

Cool, cool. Fair enough. If I were Mary, I'd get a touch on the freaked side with people encroaching on my personal space and forming a ring around my ( Read more... )

I...I can't believe I actually did it.

When I fully process this, and come to terms with the notion of having time to do something other than rock in a corner, cry, and develop an ulcer, I'll post more about it.

For the rest of the week, I'll be pulling my customary eleventy billion hours per week chained to the desk and computer.

I'm experiencing the ( Read more... )

Let me start this by admitting that my relationship with HomeGoods is about as hot and cold as a shittily-crafted love story arc on The Hills. For all the sweatshop-produced faux Americana grotesquerie that fills the center aisles to the rafters, there are many shining redemptions: My supa-dupa fly cocoa and cerulean comforter found in the "No one ( Read more... )

( Please skip if bieng covered in rabid crazy-froth isn't a look you're going for today. )

I have been absolutely slammed at work, which has all but sapped my energy for anything other than assassinating my brain cells one by one with VH1 programming, eating my feelings, and blinking occasionally. I'll be on vacation as of this Thursday, and am really looking forward to catching up with you all by reading through my friends page, and to ( Read more... )

I only wish this nomination was part of an uncomfortably funny Monty Python sketch. No such luck.

( A narrowed-down, crazy-fueled list of 5 reasons why Sarah Palin makes me want to commit Seppuku: )

My face hurts from smiling. This is the only way I know how to express my excitement and approval:



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Upon emerging from my two-week vacation chrysalis as a slightly less misanthropic, hysterical version of myself, I returned to work to find that my least-favorite fellow minion would be off for the next two weeks. After briefly wondering if his vacation was piggy-backed onto mine as some sort of time-off dance battle response, I was overcome with ( Read more... )

I am currently in the midst of a two-week vacation. Holy hell, to someone who rarely if ever takes a DAY off, this is a whole strange new world. I've been spending my time watching Sell/Buy/Flip/Fellate This/That/My/Your/A Soap Mummy's/That Squirrel's House, playing with my birds, and playing rollicking solitary games of sheer will like "How long ( Read more... )