Gah, four days since my last post and I feel all rusty. I’m not sure how to start one of these things.
Anyway, even though it’s somewhat after the fact, I want to thank the fine gals at Cupcakes Take the Cake for featuring my little cups of sin on their site and wave hello to all of the folks who wandered over here. I also need to acknowledge the sister-in-law, who was kind enough to procure many of the ingredients and also frosted the cupcakes, which is a step that I just don’t enjoy.
Thanks, bitch.
So, dudes. I need two things from you. I’m in the market for a new (biggish) purse/tote bag and would love some recommendations for handmade types. I’m also wanting to expand my food blog reading and could use some guidance there.
I have some more substantive posts floating around in my head but I’m still all disjointed.
I’m constantly compiling these lists in my head, but lately I’ve noticed that my brain is rebelling. So I dedicated a page to all of my awesome lists that you can access at any time by clicking on the link on the right under “Other Stuff.” I will happily accept submissions and critiques. The page will grow as I remember crap.
On a wildly unrelated note, has anyone seen Scoop? I’ve caught it twice on cable and I kind of adore it. Am I the only person on the planet who still loves Woody Allen? And Woody Allen + Scarlett Johansson is amazing. I love how she talks with her hands so ridiculously much in both Scoop and Match Point.
I just don’t even know what to say about it. Ballet + acrobatics = something I never would have dreamed possible. Watch the whole thing, but it gets especially insane around 3:22.
A little girl wanders into her parents’ room one night because she smells something funny and her parents are all, “Duuude.” However…the carpeting? The rainbow headboard? Seriously?
The next day the mom offers to take her daughter on a field trip to learn about the weeds from a farmer and a doctor and some other buddies. So they dress like:
because it’s Halloween. Suurrrreeee.
Here we have a collage of all of the different types of people who smoke trees, including Bill Clinton and George W. Bush. Frankly, insinuating that W partakes of the herbs is insulting to potheads everywhere.
The mom and the little girl run into some black people, who are not at work but smoking weed at the take-out joint…
…until the cops show up to arrest them. WTF, man?
Let me state for the record that if you’re about to go off on some anti-pot screed, save it. You’ve come to the wrong place. I’m not opposed to such a book, I just wish it wasn’t so stupid. And psychedelic.
Or else, someone should direct me to where I can smoke something that will make the gynecologist’s office look like this:
And that will allow me to be surrounded by world leaders who, presumably, have access to the all of the junk food stores in the world.
I’ve seen these miniaturized pictures before, but for whatever reason I was inspired to try it this morning…probably because I have a ton of work to do and I would like to avoid it.
So, check it out. Here’s the original, a picture I took at the Monster Jam (clicking through to the larger originals might make them easier to see):
And here are the monster trucks miniaturized:
Surely, these aren’t the best examples, but it was so easy and I am completely obsessed with miniaturizing pictures now.
That’s my son in a picture I took a few seconds ago.* He’s wearing his storm trooper costume and has been for the better part of the last 30 hours or so. Yesterday morning he woke me up and told me he was cold and I told him to go put his robe on. A few minutes later, I walked past his room on my way to the bathroom and saw him wearing that.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Oh, I couldn’t find my robe so I put this on instead,” he replied.
Of course.
I just realized that you can also see our cat, Greedo, in that picture and that currently the Star Wars dorkiness factor in this room alone is through the roof.
In really awesome news, our car hoopty died once and for all. We’re trying to come up with creative methods of paying for a new one. So far, we’ve come up with:
1) yard sale
2) ?
Right now, we’re sharing our mother-in-law’s car and obviously that’s no long-term solution. But something has to happen this week, so that’ll be interesting.
Regarding my recent neglect of this area of the internet, I can only point to school and work as the culprit. In fact, my life over the past two weeks and probably for the next three weeks can be best summed up by this video:
I chose to get in the tire that is grad school, but during my descent I quickly realized that I am a total masochist. At the end of this semester, I will emerge dazed and say, “I hate that. I hate it so bad.” Then I will repeat this for at least four more semesters or until I chew my own face off. Whichever comes first.
Anyway, as if I haven’t saturated these internets enough, I finally got some twitter action, which sounds rather dirty. So, if you have a hankering for some stream-of-consciousness diddy, check that space.
*by pointing my laptop at him and snapping the shot with Photobooth. What? The digital camera is in the next room and it’s Sunday and I’m exercising my right to fuse my ass to the couch.
