Redesigned for her pleasure

Alrighty, a very special thanks to Aeonn, for being so kind as to give me a little feedback on the horrors of my CSS in Mozilla, whoopsie, IE folks saw it okay, but better to fix the overall then be all over, yanno. I'm spent.....have a loverly evening.

Book Geek Stuff

Coming soon...Michael Chabon (Shay-bon) presents The Amazing Adventures of the Escapist it's a comic and still probably weighs 5 lbs, this is just a little sneak preview.

The day off that wasn't

Once upon a time there was a regional specialist/store manager who took a friday off. As the day progressed and a flurry of emails from local distributors (waves to Russ), District Managers and a very confused Regional Buyer from the Home Office (somewhere in Michigan). All we wanted was a nice selection of local Bed & Breakfast books distributed throughout our district, apparently this regional specialist/store manger confused the lot of them, I'm good that way, I take the hardest route, my mind wanders, ideas come out of nowhere, next thing you know I'm thinking about how Bowie was dumped on the Apprentice last night, and then I'm thinking about books again before I start thinking about watching Pirates Of The Caribbean again, or say Two Towers??? Hmm. Next thing you know I'm chilling on a burrito and replying to yet another email about the Valentines day spread eg: Bed & Breakfast books, and then I'm whomping the shit out of penguin's again....as of this moment I haven't had a work related email for over an hour, wow........*pin drops*

"I'm a little verklempt! Talk amongst yourselves..I'll give you a topic: Rhode Island, it's not a road, nor an island...discuss!"

Linda Richman should be shitting a brick about now.......Babs Focker? Yeah, baby!

Link via being jennifer garret

onetwothreefourFIVE

You have just won one million dollars:

1. Who do you call first? My family, then my boss for a leave of absence (a mil doesn't go as far as it used to).

2. What is the first thing you buy for yourself? A house with a view of Puget Sound.

3. What is the first thing you buy for someone else? I'd take my whole damn family to Disneyland.

4. Do you give any away? If yes, to whom? I'd give the same amount to each sibling and Parent. 2 or 3 dollars should suffice ;)

5. Do you invest any? If so, how? Well, I'd get all Suze Orman on my ass and invest some in a ROTH IRA, buy some Disney (although I'm pissed at Disney for the Pixar power struggle, note to Disney execs: Stupid fucking move dudes) (note to Pixar: Jobs, you are not the messiah and um...careful what you ask for, duh), Microweird and Google (IPO may or may not be coming soon).

Spring Training

It's almost that time of year again, men with big sticks and small white balls playing around a diamond of grass and dirt, woohoo! Until then, batting practice will take place here. (note to PETA activists please avoid, it's just a game don't fucking get all political, just whomp the damn penguin.)

Good Morning!

This is the last day of my 8 day work week, so tired, but, "I take a look at my enormous penis and everythings going my way....". I don't actually have a penis, let alone an enormous one, but I thought I would share that song because it's so damn happy and who doesn't want to feel happy ( I don't think 'happy' will mind being felt up). (links via Dave Barry)

50 Book Challenge

A great concept that will take some serious discipline for my belligerent self, but hey, I'm up for a literary challenge, I think.

Link via the Slut O' Books

FYI

The Academy Award nominations have been announced and being the good *agoriphobic I am, I've only seen Pirates in the theater as any good obsessive would do when a gorgeous greasy man like Depp is in a movie. Even better Mr. Depp was nominated for a best actor award! I hope in the future Disney never questions genius again, snarf.

Diane Keaton has been taking heat for her outfit at the Golden Globes, if Joan Rivers would unpin her face from the back of her head she would acknowledge that Keaton, at 56, looked fucking amazing!

*agoriphobia cupie style: I don't fear people, I just don't like them much. Thanks and have a super day.

Dear Cupie,

Conscience: Shouldn't you be exercising right now?

Cupie: fuck off.

Have a day folks! ;)

The Best Week Ever

It appears that Vh1 tired of reminding a generation of people that big hair and heavy metal were once part of their lives and is now shoving current events down our throats. I can't wait! *opens mouth* =P

Fast Food Nation Diet *increases belly fat first*

"His liver became toxic, his cholesterol shot up from a low 165 to 230, his libido flagged and he suffered headaches and depression"

OMFG, this explains everything I am! The core of my being!! I am destroyed or I'll um....not eat the Egg McMuffin every god damned day for breakfast, ugh. McDonald's is trying harder to be more health conscience, McNuggets are all white now, how I do miss the gristle, sigh.

Who says money can't buy you love or a knighthood?

"Bill Gates, the Microsoft founder and the world's wealthiest man, is to receive an honorary knighthood for "services to global enterprise"."

Sir Willy?

For lack of any original spew...It's Friday Five time,

I worked out last night, I hurt like Dean after a rant, like Trump when he brushes his hair. I feel like Britney and the day after (minus the certificate), I feel like the J-Lo giving the ring back........Okay, I'm full of shit, but the reality is, I fucking hurt, this exercise crap is supposed to good for you? Ow.

At this moment, what is your favorite...

1. ...song? "Milkshake",
"My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
And they're like, it's better than yours
Damn right it's better than yours
I could teach you
But I have to charge"

So, like if your Irish, you bring your Shamrock Shake to the yard, and your gonna charge like any good capitalist. This song is um......constantly in my mind.....and all I really want is a milkshake, and what concerns me the is that there is no disclaimer that I know of that explains the high caloric content of this song, I'm mean, is it Atkins compatible? Damn right it's better than yours.

2. ...food? Burritos, those frozen little bean & cheese burritos, I can't stop, add some salsa and sour cream and my hips can't stop, these make me gaseous as hell (pass the Beano, please), but at this moment in time, I could care less if my Cupie emmissions pollute the world, it Burrito time. *fart*

3. ...tv show? The Daily Show with John *sigh* Stewart, how I do love a short witty jew before I slumber. Runners up, Idol, Apprentice and Suprise by Design!

4. ...scent? Napalm in the morning? No, umm....the scent dujor is my clove & pear soap I received for christmas. Apparently Gwen Stephani uses this soap (not the same bar of soap mind you, well, that I know of), I've been scrubbing my body like a mad woman in hopes that when I step out of the shower, I'll resemble Ms. Stephani, so far I'm still just my lumpy Cupie self smelling like a clove, sigh.

5. ...quote? "Every man has his own destiny: the only imperative is to follow it, to accept it, no matter where it leads him."
-Henry Miller

I need medical attention or somebody turn off the telly, oy.

The lil' guy with charisma was dumped! Hell, it happens to all of us, we be thinking we're the shit, thinking that we can make it in this hardcore life, but the chances are slim and when you don't perform well .......ummm.....well....be gone with yer sorry ass. It's not the gimmick, it's how well the gimmick sells, or say, performs. Sam, albeit charming and a go getter got the smack down tonight on the Apprentice, fare thee well dude, you and a handful of American Idol wannabe's did a little tango tonight and well, the ones that sucked went buh-bye, solong and cya!

My attention was split tonight, Idol & the Apprentice, ADD......help.......I um.....have nuthin......mmmkay.

I used to have this friend, we'll call him Leftovers, and he was quite certain I was turning into a couch potato, he was right, so right, I normally don't succumb to the masses, but, I'm so in a mood, I'm sitting here in this spot, on earth, that is where I live, eat & sleep and that's it. I try to diversify my interests and in bitter retreat from the cruel world, I choose to hide from society. (I am shnot a animul...slurp...). In dire need of direction, enquire within.

Tragedy+Time=Comedy

Carrie Fisher has a new novel out The Best Awful. I can't wait to delve into her dysfuntional world. Shit happens, you marry a great man, make a great baby and then the man leave you for another man, whoopsie. Ms. Fisher turns her crazy life into fabulous novels that resemble a Jacqueline Susann short story on meth. A good time will be had by all (if you survive) and it's my next read.

Oprah pick of the month: One Hundred Years of Solitude.

The Union in a State

This country is split, this country is at war and is prepared to masturbate until there is peace. The President had lots of cocky little smiles tonight, and I got bored real fast as our Head of State spewed the rederick, while the democrats scowled and looked as nauseous as I felt watching the try-outs for this seasons American Idol. Howard Dean scared the shit out of people with his concession speech, and Rich Gephardt has now gone into hiding with Dukakis and McGovern, who, incidently, I saw on CNN tonight (I was a wee bit shocked to find out he was still alive, errr, ahem). Actor/Writer Spalding Gray, just said 'fuck it' and left to where, only he and God know. Microsoft, got real soft and a little less like Spike Lee and claimed to be a little over zealous in trying to give Mike Rowe a little corporate bitch slap, the dipshits. There is not a full moon to be had for a few more weeks now and if these past two days are any indication of it's force, it would be wise to keep silver bullets and wooden spikes at the ready, and that is wooden spikes, not Spike's wood, God forbid I get sued. My head hurts.

I bop, she bop, he bop, mastering your domain for peace, do your part!

"There's no greater antidote for war than love. Feelings of hatred and distrust form the necessary basis of armed confrontation. Replace those negative feelings with love and you're halfway towards resolution of any conflict.

However, any real love must start from within. You can't love others without loving yourself first. And, of course, masturbation is the greatest expression of self-love. So it's natural that we, the citizens of the world, are joining together to masturbate for peace.

As we begin with this act of self-love, we encourage others to do the same, to take pleasure in life and to share masturbation's positive energy with a world in need."

Art: Ray Ceasar

A little freaky, very cool and all digital, wow.

Me lust Chihuly's work long time....

I loved viewing this installation with my nieces!! They totally got 'it' and appreciated the exhibition with their childlike wonder and honesty. When something is beyond cool, it transcends years. Great Day!

2nd Star Left of Center ;)

Seems Margaret Cho has been getting strife for her commentary, predominately from men and predominately hateful. All I have to say about that is um...."Get over it chumpnuts, suck off and shut the fuck up until you have something nice to say", mmmkay. God Bless Ms.ChoThang!

"Men fear women's strengths" -Anais Nin

Snarf!

This ain't no disco, this ain't no fooolin' around!

I didn't see the Pixies last show in Seattle at the Moore Theater in 1993, I regretted that choice for years to come. To say I'm a huge Pixies fan is an understatement, I'm a Gigantic (pardon the pun) Pixies fan. Now I hear they are reuniting and God Damn if I'm not thrilled!!! I will NOT miss that show, yeah yeah, I'll be 40 this year, but fuck if they aren't older too, we'll just rock in a geriatric way. WOOO!

More or less, art.

Egads! this particular piece of 'art' was in Miami recently and although I have exstensive knowledge of Art History and appreciation, I'm with Dave Barry on this one, YOU buy it.

Olivia Goldsmith dies, bummer.

The author of "The First Wives Club" has passed away in her pursuit for a more youthful appearance. Do what you want, you know the risks, but the best revenge is to let your body age naturally and use duct tape to adjust the floppy parts, at least that's my plan.

Cupie's Folly

This is the last day to view Dale Chihuly's Mille Fiori collection at the Tacoma Art Museum. I've been meaning to go for some time now and today is the last day! So, I'll be there no 'if', 'ands' or 'buts' about it, .....that I know of.

And since I'm on the topic of museums, how lucky are we in the USA to have The Erotic Museum, I understand they hand out condoms and wet naps at the ticket booth. ;)

I'd like a double tall, decaf, no whip, filet mignon.

Seattle, latte' capital of the world has taken measures to ensure that you'll still want some of that yummy, not mad, beef. By the time you finish that steak, you'll be right as rain or um...mad.

Link via a blog about coffee.

5 more

1. What does it say in the signature line of your emails? Theresa Z (F)

2. Did you have a senior quote in your high school yearbook? What was it? If you haven't graduated yet, what would you like your quote to be? No quote just a hideous picture of me and my boyfriend in our Rocky Horror Gear. Yes, he did look better in fishnets than I did and yes, he did turn out to be gay, good times!

3. If you had vanity plates on your car, what would they read? If you already have them, what do they say? My vanity plates would say: Stay Clear.

4. Have you received any gifts with messages engraved upon them? What did the inscription say? A cheesy trophy from a book distributor stating I had the biggest mouth. I would have to agree, the fuckers.

5. What would you like your epitaph to be? < /spew>

Mmmmkay.

It's madness I tell you, madness.

In order to avoid a strain of mad cow disease, I've done some research and I've found that this will keep you reasonably sane. Heh.

Within the Outer Limits

I thought this was a viable survey with the popularity of blogging out of control what exactly are your rights? Who reads your blog? Will you piss off someone? Do you care? Will the outlet your spewing or bitching about sue your sorry ass? And finally, knowing that your blog will be accessible online for years to come, do you regret anything you've written? Snarf, the Blogger Gods didn't give us a delete button for nothing! Remember, friends don't let friends drink & blog. ;)

Cupie and the Terrible, No Good, Very Bad Day...

Kinda. I seriously dislike one the specialty retailer leasing agents for my mall. Her clenched smile makes me want to slap her repeatedly, she's an ignorant, slithering, wet behind the ears, pain in my ass, or maybe the pain is actually in her ass, hence the clenched smile, okay, I'm over it and that is that. Alrighty then, I leave you with memories of days gone by..........Yesterland, tre' cool.

Anime' I

The only reason I like Anime' is because it's running a 300% increase in sales which goes to my bottom line, nice indeed, but, I must say a majority of the books are just plain shit. Publishers have more 'kid friendly' titles now, since it's the 'kids' who plop down on the average of $10-$15 on these backassward bound graphic novels. And keep in mind the kids buy more than one at time and have been known to buy a whole series when the $$ allows. I strongly feel parents need to help the child in choosing the Anime book or series of choice, due to the fact some have strong sexual content and out of fairness to the child there's just some shit they don't need to know in their young lives. Censorship has risen it's ugly, if not neccessay, head. There are so many Anime series out there and the kids, tweeners, teens and adults love them but the market appeals to kids with disposable income, and where for the love of God do they get that money? At the bookstore we even came up with a guide that explains each series and if they do indeed have adult content. Know what your kids are reading. And with that spewed, I would love to see any Tom Robbins book in graphic novel form, Villa Incognito for one, "Tanuki fell from the sky using his scrotum as a parachute", hell, maybe just a graphic novel about Tanuki's his saki swilling, belly beating self......pa blonga!~

Censorship Link via Book Slut

Never mind the Pollacks, where's Neal?

Here.

What are words for?

According to Dr Chomsky, people are born with a sort of linguistic template in their brains. This is a set of rules that allows children to learn a language quickly, but also imposes constraints and structure on what is learnt. ne 1 diggin' on that sheeeot? Think on it and be afraid, be very afraid. Or even better, note that ne is a dumbass abbreviation of the word 'any', yanno, because it's so long.

Hmmmmm

I bought this fuckass Compaq at the soon to be fuckass Costco, I'm sensing a fuckass trend and golly if that doesn't suck um...ass.

Mittens and Snowdrop get nasty, oh my.

As luck would have it....

I just found this lucky link! Via Maud Newton of course.

Blog Map?

What about a blog map? You know how it goes, you start on one blog then blogroll yourself into oblivion! Where was I? Whoes page was I on when I saw that link? Call it Blog About blogabout or for our Canadian friends blogaboot, should be right up there with the Segway and Windows, lol.

Use em' or lose em

"Did you just bite my head?"

Original Sin

I blog, you blog, we all blog, every Goddamned one of us. No, no, look AT meeeeeee. We're all whores. K, sleep tight. LOL =D

Hi, I'm obsessive/compulsive, and you are?

I saw an article on bed bugs, I've cleaned and rearranged the whole apartment, I stripped all linens and dusted all surfaces, books included, with all the shit I own It was like an archeology dig. I'm pooped, neurotic and apparently need to get laid, yesterday =P Good Night, sleep tight, and um....don't let those freaky ass, blood sucking bed bugs bite. ZZZZzzzz

Moo, splat!

I can't take it anymore, all the footage of cows wobbling and falling over because they ate their cousins when they thought they were eating a nice salad. Last year I increasingly would get disgusted with myself for all the steaks I cooked on my George Foreman Grill thinking "sheeeot, this was once some cows rib or ass. I think this round of Mad Cow has broken me....it's all so tragic....from here on out I only eat the stupid and souless animals, yanno the ones, the stupid chickens, the stupid fishes? Are they stupid? Why don't they have souls? Fuck, this is all so hard discerning what is politically correct to eat, I can't take it anymore. Ding Dongs and organic veggies will be the extent of my diet soon, I mean it's not a bad diet at all, have a luscious Hostess Snack cake and then cleanse the pallet with a broccoli tree, mmmkay, I'm starting to feel better.

ack, thwapft, snarf

Oh the weather outside is frightful, and mushy, and wet. Good Times! And that's your Thursday morning update, snarf.

And now for the Snow Hangover from Hell!

Tuesday's snow has turned to Wednesday's ice, slush and power outages! Good Times! Sea Tac International is a mess and two airlines are out of de-icing fluid which in turn leads to mucho cancelled flights until 11 a.m. and people are pissed. The ground is still covered with lots of snow, snow with a nice crusty layer of ice. I tried to entice my cats out into the snow yesterday, they stared out the door and gave me that look only cats can give, yanno know the one: If you think we're going out there you've got a load of piss coming to your pillows bitch, both cats turned away from the door and went to their respective spots by the fireplace all the while staring at me from a safe distance, hmmpf. Oh well, such is life, now I just have to get through the slush to the empty mall, I'm sure it will be slightly more busy today once the roads clear, God forbid they, the consuming public, should go two days without needless goods. Ack, snort, snarf, grrrrrrr.

Whooopie, stored closed!

Well I got my snow day, the Mall manager didn't show nor did the majority of the retailers, just a few desperate food court workers and the anchors showed there sorry asses up. Basically we just said fuck it and shut down although I did have a magazine sale. The University of Washington shut down and all municipal and government offices wimped out early in the day. It's beautiful outside, but lest we forget the unfortunate souls this time of year, 1 homeless person has been found dead, and just yesterday I saw a neighbor in my apt complex cutting down a dead rhododendron and using it for a fire, that was really odd to watch and heartbreaking. Note to self: respect that bitter bitch Mother Nature, mmmkay.

Independant Bookstores still exist,

In New York.

Snow Day? :-|

I'm watching the local news listening to all the school districts closures, I've yet to hear of one damn Mall closure. God forbid snow shut down our daily commerce, someone might need socks, yanno. "Stay off the Roads!" they say, so why is it Mall managers feel compelled to keep the Malls open, I get pretty fucking bitchy when I get to work in treacherous conditions and don't see any Mall personnel there, makes me rather pissy actually. Ack, you can't drive in this, you can't walk in this, well I guess you could but there is ice under that there snow :S. Yeah, I'm a snow wimp, we all should be, it's just good sense to fear frozen stuff that falls from the air. blah.

Idle Midol *just add water

Best intentions are sometimes shot to hell and we can just thank that vindictive bitch Mother Nature, she dumped a load of snow on us this weekend and now more is expected. It's fucking freezing, I had to work for an employee whose pipes had frozen last night, which in turn had me rescheduling my PT, yet again! Then, not being satisfied with tweaking the weather, good ol' Mother Nature smacked me with the monthly bloodletting, the bitch is relentless. All this makes me want to smack the crap outta people that use Freindster (why, oh why do we need more people up in our collective faces?) and on days like this when I'm cold & mensing, I'd like the opportunity to sucker punch the freaks that are developing Petster. That's all I need right now is my damn cats messing with my computer settings and hookin up with some kitty porn, arrrrrgh. Long day, must sleep.....ZzzZZZzz.

What do you mean it wasn't an original thought?

Last year I made a commitment to myself to read one book a week until I was caught up on the *to be read* piles stacked throughout my home/hole. I did really well although some books took more than a week to read. When June came around and the Harry Potter door stop was released my new found reading habits took a dive as I slowly savored the adventures of the wizard boy & friends, knowing it could be a few years before number 6 was published. Upon finishing HP, I chose Focault's Pendulum as my next read so that I could discuss it with the employee who recommended it before he left for college and unfortunately it took awhile to read as it was all over the place and made my head hurt after each chapter, I did finally finish it and discussed briefly with the employee after I smacked him for insisting I read it. It's not that it was bad, but it was too much blah, blah, blah. Having two books suck up my weeks my commitment to read 1 a week was shot to hell. I'm attempting to get back on track again this year having just finished Holes, we'll see.

Sara Nelson did read one book a week and lived to tell the tale in "So Many Books, So Little Time: A Year of Passionate Reading", I bet she didn't read HPV or Focault's. =P

Bewks

I Love Books a simple forum for book geeks like myself, woohoo.

Link via Book Slut!

A Quick one while she was 'away'

Mrs. Alexander: About last night..........um.....yeah, well I don't normally drink that much. I don't know what got into me.
Cupie: It was his penis darling, cheers!
Mr. Alexander: heh, she said penis.

News Flash!

Shameless self promotion should be illegal < spews >....mmmkay.

Probing the Final Frontier, this won't hurt a bit.

Houston, the Rover has landed, omg.

Astrogliding through the Universe. And let us not forget the further adventures of Red's Rover.

Breaking News.....

"I'm so dizzy, my head is spinning". As the day progresses, so does the spin.

This just in...

Britney Spears apparently needed to prove her heterosexuality by getting married. Either she was getting too many letters from overtly butch dykes, or maybe she was tired of hearing about Justin Timberlake's success and rumored relationships ( I kinda wanna lick his sculpted belly myself, muah ha ha, mmmkay), or maybe the stupid bitch was drunk off her ass, feeling lonely, and tagged her current boy-toy. Such is life, good luck Mrs. Alexander, you'll need it.

The Early Bird gets the worm, yum worms.....< strikes Fear Factor pose >

We judge ourselves by our intension and others by their actions.-Ev

You might ask, wtf is she doing up at the crack ass of dawn on a Sunday? And I might refer you to the above quote with a certain assured saaviness or I might say: fuck if I know. I started getting up early in 2002 due to medical issues (rebellious uterus) and when that got under control I continued to arise @ 5 a.m. to 6 a. m. daily and when the back and hip decided to get all Bush-like and declare war on my siatic nerve and atrophy my leg muscle, I continued to get up at dawn to fit in the physical therapy before work and comply with the evil holiday mall hours. It's not so bad. It helps me to maintain the exercise crap and I feel more 'together' throughout my day, the only downfall being the lack of a nightly social life and I'm in my bed by 10:30 every night. 10 years ago I couldn't even imagine I'd being doing this, but methinks when your body starts it's downhill slide, you become more aware that this life is only momentary and you try to fit as much into your day as you can.

The major goal this year (note: not a resolution) is to rejuvinate the creativity, I always say I'm working a project, but I'm not, I haven't even finished a really cool project from last April. I like to blame my job, but that's just sheer bullshit. Time to walk the talk and get on it. I believe it was Christiane Northrup who claims that illness is brought on by blocked creativity, I strongly believe that now. I feel great when I get shit done, when I work my ass off I'm rewarded with satisfaction only compared with that of a self induced orgasm, LOL, sorry fella's. (and that's a challenge not a Fear Factor mission) ;) This year, I create, I paint the painting started last spring and finish the bowls I started at Arts Walk last spring (Thank God polymer clay only hardens when baked, it's the reverse for myself). Time has come today! Time! tick tock TICK tock!

Resolutions not made

I will never diet again. I will never buy a trendy diet book again. I could build a small home with the amount of diet books bought and never read and/or read and bought the expensive groceries, lost five pounds only to gain them back because I couldn't afford anything else except for ramen noodles for the remainder of the month. Ramen noodles make me fart, I hate that, sometimes when the funds allow, I add an egg for protein and my farts really stink then, oy. This year it's the "Fuck it Diet", god bless Margaret Cho's once ample, now slender ass.

Cinco

What one thing are you most looking forward to . . .

1. ...today? Finishing the book "Holes" and then finally watching the movie. They say the book is always better, that is true 90% of the time, the other 10% of the time the book ends up being the Movie of the Week or the Movie of the week ends up being a book and being remaindered almost immediately (paging Jessica Lynch).

2. ...over the next week? I look forward to finally finishing the physical therapy on Thursday, those bastards made me reschedule a missed session, Jesus, what do they want from me? Ah, a healthy back and a waistline? Fine. Ack.

3. ...this year? I turn the big 4-O, I look forward to feeling even more comfortable in who I am, a barren, bitchy, over opinionated Book Wench with the innate ability to have a relationship last longer then two months, yes, I'm neurotic and it makes life interesting and even more challenging then one can imagine, the mind is a terrible thing to waste, so, I don't. Muah hahahahahahah.... *splat* !

4. ...over the next five years?Owning my first home, I've finally come to the conclusion that life isn't a party and credit can't be repaired, lol, whoopsie.

5. ...for the rest of your life? I look forward to seizing each day, slapping it around a bit and making it my bitch, also, I look forward to embracing my impending tourettes, fuckers. Finally, the only thing that I actually have control of is myself, I've tried the "bow down to me" mentality and like Saddam found myself in a box, here's to thinking out of the Box! ;)

Happy Birthday Eyes

Your old, your missed and Happy Fucking Birthday to the hippest and most insane Kiwi on the planet!

Crikey!

Ok, we know Michael Jackson is off his damn rocker, but, when Steven Irwin paid homage to MJ buy feeding a croc while holding his newborn, it made you want to tackle his ass down to the ground, sedate him and remind him, humans are not crocodiles, *smack*. There is a reason those nasty little soon to be couture creatures have lived for millions of years and with prime examples of stupidity by celebrities and regular folk, the crocodile can be rest assured that he will out live yet another species. Christ almighty! =P

I heart David Sedaris

Possibly the funniest man in literature, I wanna set him 'straight', but alas the attempts would be futile if not amusing. Thanks go out to a certain Stripperboyeee for encouraging me to read Me Talk Pretty One Day a few years back and has since become on of my all time favorites. Mr. Sedaris doesn't publish books as often as I would like but I do frequently Google his ass, ahem, and have found articles written for Esquire and the New Yorker, never has their been a more enjoyable disfunctional family, aside from my own brilliant family.

World Idol, um....I was just flippin' the channels, again.

The show itself made me want to stick knitting needles in my eye, I couldn't take anymore when all the sudden they bring out Victoria Beckham....ugh, spicey, anorexic, married to some soccer fella and blonde. At that point I decided to mop the kitchen floor, then they brought out Sir Elton John, he sang. Anyhoo, sickened by the wasted hour of television time, I Googled "World Idol" and know the winner is Middle-Earth Idol Kurt, there is a God, good luck to Kurt! < knit one, pearl two, ow >

Art & Blog Link O' dee Day-oh

Gary Panter.com This guy is responsible for the look of Pee Wee's Playhouse, too cool.

The WTF of the day award goes to:

Richard Wallace the author of...
Jack the Ripper: "Light-hearted Friend."
Gemini Press. 1996. 293p. illustrations. index. ISBN 0-9627195-6-0. paperback. $13.

Just when you thought you've heard it all... Wallace tries to prove that "Alice in Wonderland" author Lewis Carroll was Jack the Ripper. He tries to do this by making anagrams from Carroll's writings which he believes are clues toward his true identity. Its actually quite an amusing book, though I find it hard to believe that even Wallace takes it seriously. um.......yeah.

Happy New Year and now for a month worth of the Best of 2003, if it's not dead, it will be by the end of the month, yo.

What am I doing New Years Day? Well, now that my stomach isn't doubled in gaseous size and only feels like a worn out empty raw paper bag, I can start this year on a reasonably good and productive note. So, with that I'll be making lists "Best Of" and "Worst Of" and try make it original and entertaining, or not. It also just occurred to me that this is the first time in over a month I've had two days off in a row although, it just doesn't feel like it as yesterday was all about stomach pains, visits to the loo and constant on the minute burping, that's a lot of work. :S < residual *burp*, scuse me >

First off I'd like to thank the terrorists for not taking out Vegas, where else would corporate America go at the peak of the summer heat for affordable work conferences?? Thanks Dudes, I might suggest you continue practicing such restraints and get over it, again Thanks!

Secondly, I agree with this article completely, yo.

And last but not least........hmmmm....I've got nothing. I'll get back to you on the "lastly" part, what I do know is that all the fucking football on the telly is making me bleed from my ears, must change channel. =P