( It's like, yawn. Superfuckin' yawn. )

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The nice ladies over at Bitch publish a nice magazine and may not be able to do so much longer. If you have a little money to spare, I heartily recommend that you throw it their way.

In other news, I think my tiny-yet-remarkably-bureaucratic family has settled on visiting the Oregon Coast for Christmas. I think.

LOVE, LOVE, LOVE:
- spinach
- merino
- making awkward moments more awkward

HATE, HATE, HATE:
- hot yoga

HATE, HATE, HATE:
- licorice
- overly groomed eyebrows
- barnacles

LOVE, LOVE, LOVE:
- when animals attack

Last week my friend Pete coined Forsyth's Law: As an Internet discussion progresses, you will WISH you were on a grade school playground -- for the intellectual stimulation ( Read more... )

I'm only bolding the stuff I have eaten, not striking the stuff I would never eat. A handful of the things I haven't eaten sound tasty, but a lot of them, I just don't care about either way.

1. Venison
2. Nettle tea
3. Huevos rancheros
4. Steak tartare
5. Alligator
6. Black pudding
7. Cheese fondue
8. Carp
9. Borscht
10. Baba ghanoush11. Calamari ( Read more... )

It is OK to call video blogs "vlogs" if and only if you refer to your photo blog as a "phlog."

"There is much evidence that Lucia was not diagnosed with schizophrenia by several doctors."

- in James Joyce

about who should play me in the movie of my life. I don't even want to watch that movie, let alone cast it. But let's say there's a gun to my head: a younger Frances McDormand. Or a younger Carrie Fisher. What is wrong with you, actresses under 30?