Jerry Falwell, called into his Boss's office.  His Boss to the Rev:

"Dude, Jerry.  Wtf.
I GAVE you the right instructions.  I know this...because I'm God.
And WHAT did you do?
Did you DO what I said?
Sit over there.  I'm too pissed off to talk to you right now.  Just...just sit."

It would normally be quite odd to do an update to a posting about a dream you had.  But this is too, too weird ( Read more... )

This morning in one dreamset, I dreamt the following ( Read more... )

Let's break out the bikinis!!!

For a VERY nerdy discussion in which I am BRILLIANT and mixer provides a masterpiece of comedy at the end, I direct you to the journal of mixer2435. 

Hip Woman: So, your friends told me this isn't a bachelorette party [I was wearing a tiara], but I wanted to give you my card, anyway.  You're not married are you?

Me: No, I'm gay.  They don't let us get married.

HW: Oh.  Well, they DO let you have parties, so here's my card.

Hmmm.  It was funnier in person.

By the way, if you haven't seen Mucca Pazza ( Read more... )

Once upon a time, there was a young woman who was messy, but not so messy that she had ever had a bug problem (except that one ant incident, but ants don't count -- everyone gets ants at some point. You drop one crumb and sneaky ants, with their highly attuned crumb-detecting organs invade, six legs to an ant, hundreds of legs to the colony, far ( Read more... )

Melting Pot on Wednesday? I know K was interested...still on?

I've been wanting to write for a while, but half of what I want to write about feels too personal (and besides, who wants to hear about how I'm FEELING. No one.), and the other half isn't interesting enough to make public. It's a strange LJ conundrum ( Read more... )

First of all, if you're reading this and you're in Chicago (or if you're not -- that could be cool), I enthusiastically invite you to attend the Mucca Pazza concert at Double Door on February 23 ( Read more... )