Chris, the random college person who eats and talks a lot came over last night. At some point, we got to talking about modern pirates ( Read more... )

Sometimes when I read words too quickly, they say something different. For instance, books becomes boobs and a headline about congressional candidates becomes something about finding Hitler's head.

I was just speaking with my online friend Shad, who is the Queen of Randomness ( Read more... )

I should be getting ready for Driver's Ed right now, but I'm not. I've convinced that I have enough time to finish this one last song... I can get ready quickly, right ( Read more... )

I love my Isaac and his ducky pyjammas.

Went to the poetry reading this evening, in an overly short skirt and small shirt, due to extreme heat. It made for some funny moments ( Read more... )

I shall do a real update now, something which hasn't happened for a long time ( Read more... )

Kyle is my naked and missing dead zombie prostitute mother, who is also a duck.

Karen Hopkin admits she “had the idea for the calendar so that I myself could meet guys.” But it’s not just any beefcake calendar: Hopkin is the producer of National Public Radio’s Science Friday show, so her calendar is “Studmuffins of Science”. “If you have a Y chromosome and a Ph.D., you could be Dr. December!”, she advertised. “For the sake of ( Read more... )

MirrorMask has some of the greatest lines:

Helena: When I look through windows-not all of them-I see someone who isn't me.
Valentine: How odd, I do the same thing: me, window, look through it, not me. The ones I see myself in are called mirrors.