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Seeing my recent contribution to cakewrecks made the cut…
Yup, those are real cakes so artfully arranged at the local FarmFresh. Yum!
A few other random things:
- Smodcast- I have written about this before. I just can never get over how such a scatological, pot fueled, dick-centric podcast can make me laugh so hard. I mean, I have never watched a Judd Apatow movie precisely because I think it would be described by the aforementioned descriptors. And yet….
- Scurvy Monkey Podcast - somewhat as above. I mean, it’s more “guy”-centric and if they are smoking, well, I have no knowledge of that. But they too are cracking me up, between the random discussions about death and dying, 5 things that remind me of my BFF (the porkchop incident?) and occasional Disney references. Apparently, they share a listenership with the podcast I do. That I can’t quite figure out, but then again… random + co-hosts you can’t tell apart (I know one is a “monkey” thats it).. OK! similarities!
tip o’the blog hat to jezebel.com
although i must say i question the footwear choices of the bridesmaids. just sayin’. additionally, i feel it should be the “lollita” heart shaped glasses, not pastel wayfarers.
- thanks to DKM for RT this link to a newsweek article about Ms. O: …because the truth is, some of what Oprah promotes isn’t good, and a lot of the advice her guests dispense on the show is just bad. The Suzanne Somers episode wasn’t an oddball occurrence. This kind of thing happens again and again on Oprah. Some of the many experts who cross her stage offer interesting and useful information (props to you, Dr. Oz). Others gush nonsense. Oprah, who holds up her guests as prophets, can’t seem to tell the difference. She has the power to summon the most learned authorities on any subject; who would refuse her? Instead, all too often Oprah winds up putting herself and her trusting audience in the hands of celebrity authors and pop-science artists pitching wonder cures and miracle treatments that are questionable or flat-out wrong, and sometimes dangerous.
- i really dislike the local weatherman who, sadly, is on the one morning local news channel i can tolerate. why do i hate this person? not because of the typical used car salesman or bad lounge act quality that local newscasts can have, because he certainly does have that, no, this guy has even more annoying qualities. it’s how he starts with the “snow hope index” in like freaking october, complete with a stupid snowman logo. though it can snow here, it is really not worth this mans breath to go on and on and on and on every day for 6 months about how much it MIGHT snow or how it DIDN’T snow yesterday…. he is fond of stupid puzzles and quizzes and spends an inordinate amount of the total morning broadcasts babbling about weatherlike things and systems and i just want to say “MAP! CLOUDS! POINT! TEMPERATURES! RECITE! DONE!”
- i have two days off in a row and its gorgeous outside!!! so i am OUT!
- just got back from a kickin’ vacation
- now it’s time to prepare for a friends visit! i can’t wait – just over a week to shower, shampoo and shine this place up! woot!
- the bunny project? all the peeps wuz gone this morning…. sigh
- maggie went to the doctor this morning for her annual physical and immunizations…. clean bill of health, more clomicalm and a bill more than me and the guy spent at a fancy dinner the other night. with me drinking wine!!!
- back on weight watchers as of yesterday. i felt like a huge, funky cow all during my trip… sigh. though that is kind of an insult to cows! haha! seriously, i was uncomfortable and all my summer clothes were tight. arg! so here’s to making changes and gettin’ back to my fightin’ weight!
i was recently told by a co-worker (during one of the group discussions about politics and how the new president totally sucks and in which my mostly right wing colleagues – who i like – try to get me riled up about some such political issue), that my bumpersticker was offensive to him:
the bumper sticker was a gift from a good, san fransiscan pal. mind you, i live in an area in which “mccain/palin” bumper stickers STILL predominate. i was pleased to park behind this car today -
and instead of saying “you can suck it” to those that have a differing philosophical opinion of government then myself (which is what i believe they have said to me for the last 8 long years, and which seems VERY blatantly racially loaded) i think i will defer to this recent john stewart rant.. (thanks meggy!!)
so, is my bumper sticker offensive?
ok. i’m home from work now and am off for the weekend! woot! trying to catch up on all my blog reading and prepare for catching up on blogging of my own…. so here is just a little awesomeness until i decide to sit back in front of the computer again tomorrow:
- thanks to derek, whose wife is coming tovisit virginia next month (wootie woo!), i have now seen this:
- maggie mae is doing ok on her meds. however, she seems to have developed a weird case of kleptomania. she is not a dog who has ever chewed things up or any shenanigans like that – although she will, on rare occasion, steal and eat a chapstick or other such emollient product. in the last 2 weeks or so she has taken to carrying my bedside night time lipglosses about the house (but not eating or chewing them), digging into my purse and plucking out items and carrying them about and, last but not least, grabbing the ENTIRE bottle of my new pain meds and gnawing on the child proof plastic cap 4 feet from my whilst giving me a “you lookin’ at me??!” look out of her wee, beady little eyes
- the peeps abide. witness:
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