March 2009
So his Tonight Show, Special Olympics faux pas flubbed his last attempt at populism? I’ve got the perfect way to cement his “of the people” Pig-in-a-Poke cred…
Chris Jericho, You Read My Post About Taxes!...
Pap: "You're a wrestler ... so, do you think you have better abs than Barack Obama?"
Chris Jericho: "As of right now I have better abs ... but pretty soon he's gonna take 65% of my abs away from me and give 'em to somebody else."
I'm Not Anti-Couple, I Swear.
Not in general, anyway. I have discovered, however, that I am anti-couples-who-run-together. I don’t get it. In the #1 reason slot, and this will be an unpopular statement, one I’m sure not true in all situations BUT, genetically-speaking… the guy is always holding himself back to run with the lady. What’s fun about that? For either party? In either role you know...
My house. The shift into Aries (I know, apologies to the bro and the skeptics who think astrology is “hocus pocus garbage” but it’s TRUE) is nothing if not a sea-change, a rebirth, a sunset on the mania. So. Home is where the ahh is. (Yeah. I hate me for saying that too.)
I See Your "Baby Noise Serial Killer" and Raise...
I woke up to an email from my dad this morning, the grimmest of all possible Fw:ds: nope, nothing from the Canon of Coulter—It was a center-justified, heavily-fonted list of 9 ways to protect yourself if you have a gun to your head, are thrown in a trunk, are trying to be lured from your house by a serial killer who has a tape of a baby crying? Good morning! You might get abducted today, so...
Just the Good Ol' Boys. . .
I’m afraid the notion below might actually be truer even than previously thought—I just heard the sentence, “He looked like a young John Schneider,” and I gasped at the perfection of that notion. Audibly. In public.
No wonder Dukes was my favorite show when I was little—clearly foreshadowing. No Coy and Vance would do, Bo. Only.
Hip Hop lyrics, the Tonight Show, and as Andy Warhol as Marilyn Monroe—though I’ve been skeptical about the cult of Obama, when it’s done well, the Obama-pop works. Maino: All the Above “I refuse to lose This what the ghetto done made me I put that on my father Tryna hope for tomorrow When I think that I can’t, I envision Obama…”
Update: And, as...
When you get your pull-up, you will be the first girl I’ve ever taught to...
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Trainer Jay last night… Okay, maybe I won’t be the first woman president, but who CARES?!? I will be Jay’s first hardcore lady. And that is way more important—especially since the military says, “Of all the exercises, the one with the largest mind game...
Advil treats pain not problems.
– Ha. Hahaha. (Truly. LOLed and I refuse to use that um, “signifier” unless it happened.) Funny, because Colleen oddly doesn’t know that Advil = only known panacea.
Freud 2.0
Apparently, the new “show up at school naked” dream, happened to me last night: and it’s the terror that someone has added something unseemly to the internet that will show up when someone googles you. I woke, and in that “half-asleep, everything seems logical” state, vanity Googled in an effort to separate dream from reality. (Though even that term suddenly...