< Spew It Forward!: 08.06


Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Head aches

We are sick. We had been fighting it for a week, but this morning I woke up feeling like Rafael Soriano's head...ugh. Achey - check Head feels like it's in a tin can - check Thy snot runneth over. Soar Throat (which I haven't had one of those in ages) - check. I could go on, but I have no energy to do so and it's just plain neighborly not to go into the nasty phlegmy details..........omg.

Have a day. :)
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Star Trek and Coffee


Motivating and Inspirational Star Trek Posters for the cubicle/office, beam me up.

[via via]
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"....and he didn't even kiss me goodbye!"

My head just exploded, tasty.

Have a super dooper dandified day!
Monday, August 28, 2006
Emmy Up

Stephen Colbert was robbed, period. The Daily Show was not robbed and rightly so, but the Colbert business is insanity, whatever.

Conan did an excellent job as host, but of course my most favorite aspect of Award Shows is the fashion, my best dressed goes to Sandra Oh, she looked gorgeous and regal and I can't find a picture (found) however, I did find a shot of Charlize Theron's doppleganger. At first glimpse we thought Katherine Heigl from Gray's Anotomy was Ms. Theron, she was a sight in a glorious fleshtone gown, but um.........the tittie booster...so very, not good. Did she have a stylist? Did she shove tissue under her boobies on purpose? Did Ellen Pompeo forgo a Limo to attend the Emmy's up under Katherines globes o' wonder? Ack, her look was almost flawless until you lay eyes upon her bumpy boobage. Whoever said to plump the pretties should lose their freakin' job! Yesterday.
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Pluto is a dog

"Astronomers meeting in the Czech capital have voted to strip Pluto of its status as a planet.
About 2,500 experts were in Prague for the International Astronomical Union's (IAU) general assembly.

The scientists rejected a proposal that would have retained Pluto as a planet and brought three other objects into the cosmic club.

Pluto has been considered a planet since its discovery in 1930 by the American Clyde Tombaugh.

The ninth planet will now effectively be airbrushed out of school and university textbooks
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Eh, shit happens.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Tudesday


More "http://cagle.com/news/Planets/.

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Psycho killer raccoons terrorize Olympia!
You have been warned. [link via the ever amusing Angry Black Bitch]

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I went to the Mariners vs. the Yankee's game last night and I'm thinking it's time to stop with the "booing" of the Alex Rodriguez, the dude broke it off with us years ago and M fans are acting like the psycho ex that years later still calls at midnight drunk off their ass. Arod was still able to tag our collective booing asses with a homerun last night and it was brilliant, but not as brilliant as Adrian Beltre's two home runs that won the game for us, temporarily stopping the slide into the loss column abyss. Great game.

The Yankee's need the M's to keep their ego's in check for whatever reason, every Yankee game at Safeco feels like a playoff game. The atmosphere exciting, the rivalry still strong and as much as I like to dis the shit out of them, I still wouldn't mind being the meat in a Arod/Jeter sandwich -- I know, I know...ew...Sacrilege..etc. Whatever, it's for the love of the game. Play Ball! ;)

Have a super fantastic day!
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
"Something's afoot at the Circle K"

MUMBAI (Reuters) - A new restaurant in India's financial hub, named after Adolf Hitler and promoted with posters showing the German leader and Nazi swastikas, has infuriated the country's small Jewish community.
'Hitler's Cross', which opened last week, serves up a wide range of continental fare and a big helping of controversy, thanks to a name the owners say they chose to stand out among hundreds of Mumbai eateries.


A huge portrait of a stern-looking Fuehrer greets visitors at the door. The cross in the restaurant's name refers to the swastika that symbolized the Nazi regime.

I don't care how many people India has this is just full on fucking insane. "Hey, let's pack up the kids and head over to that cute little Hitler Restaraunt!" I'm sure their ovens are spectacular, but for the love of fuck have some freakin' decorum or respect for that matter. I'd say we boycott India, but then customer service for every company across the United Freakin' States would be obsolete. Gah.

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What do Right Wingers see when they read the New York Times? [via BS]

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"LONDON (Aug. 21) - Turner Broadcasting is scouring more than 1,500 classic Hanna-Barbera cartoons, including old favorites Tom and Jerry, The Flintstones and Scooby-Doo, to edit out scenes that glamorize smoking."

Does Mel Gibson's father work for Turner? This reminds me of the movie makers that wanted to erase the World Trade Center out of movies as not to remind people of 9-11. Personally, it's bullshit, but hey, while they're at it, they should cut out any scenes with abuse, alcohol or sweets. Perhaps they should obliterate all political cartoons too, and then they can come over to my house and delete the cellulite from my ass. Morons.

[link via BWE]

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Good Bumbershoot news! Bumbershoot presents People Talking & Singing a benefit for 826 Seattle featuring: Dave Eggers, Sarah Vowell, Lemony (Daniel Handler) Snicket, the fabulous and young Seattle sensation Smoosh and John Hodgeman!!! Woo! I'll be there for sure!!

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Ta-da~! Have a dandylicious day, oh yeah, bonus points if you know what movie today's headline came from. ;)
Monday, August 21, 2006
Link it forward

"I'm the sole inspiration for everything she does. She tries to expose me as much as possible."
Madonna's Camel Toe has a My Space page. Umm...I pray it doesn't go without water for too long. [via BWE]

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Top of the Pops!! I started a blog that nobody read [via BS]

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The area of his expertise makes me want to cuddle crunch with my PC


ALSO--

Friday, October 6th, 2006 at 8:00 p.m.
Neal Pollack and John Hodgman
in New York, I've seen them together before, I laughed, I cried because I laughed so hard and then I went home.

Have a loverly day.
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Jamie Moyer to Philly :(

It felt as though someone took one of those melon-baller tools and gouged my heart out. Did I hear what I heard? Did the Mariners trade Jamie Moyer??? Yes. With his permission no less.

It happened yesterday and it's the news I woke up to today and it sucks a mighty stank ridden wind. No, I didn't watch yesterday's game, I was caught up in the 5th season of Curb Your Enthusiasm (absolutely HYSTERICAL!!) so, for all of the laughter yesterday all I get is "Jamie Moyer, off to Philly", ouch.

Jamie was the last link to the M's glory days with the Big Unit, Jr., A-Rod, Edgar, Joey, Jay, The Sheriff and Sweet Lou the winning combination we M's fans will never forget, those days were golden. Those days are long gone and the M's are coming off a ten game loss, things had to change, whether we like it or not.
"I have an opportunity to go to a team in contention for the last five weeks of season," Moyer said, "and hopefully beyond that. That's the exciting side of it. The downside is leaving."

Ugh. At this point in the season it would take a major miracle for the M's to turn it around to the winning side of the game, hopefully they'll kick the Yankee's ass this week...ahem...yeah...Kick 'em in de asssssssssssssss! We'll see, not likely, but we'll see.

I'm no fair weather fan, I love the Mariners and baseball in Seattle, it feels right. I didn't piss and moan when that asschimp lyin' sack of shit coffee kingpin Wally Walker sold the basketball teams, I whined a bit when the Seahawks were totally fucked over by the refs at the Super Bowl, it's as though there is a greater power interfering with our professional sports team and it's called big business. I understand the nature of business, I do, I just don't like it, it's heartless and my heart has a whole the size of a watermelon ball in it.

Thanks for the memories Jamie, your a great pitcher and I wish you luck, but it still it's gonna take a massive fruit salad to fill the hole.
Friday, August 18, 2006
I'm not gone, just "away"

My apologies, I've been gone and will return soon, I'm in the midst of a couple of projects that are melting my brain...ooey, gooey goodness all around. Regular blogging will commence soon, until then I give you linkage complete with 11 essential vitamins to keep your ass regular.

Harry Potter update: First look @ Nymphadora Tonks!

Stop Gwenyth Paltrow. [via Wonderland or Not]

Nifty, albeit creepy, idea.

Presidential book club.
Friday, August 11, 2006
Colbert Bitch Posse

This guy wants to be Stephen Colbert's "Gamer" friend. And we all know that Stephen is searching for a new "Black" friend. Well then, I want to be the Queen Bee of Stephen Colbert's Bitch Posse. I know a man full of virtue such as he wouldn't ever consider a wench on the side and no woman in their right mind should ever be a second to anyone, yes, even Stephen (No offense to Mr. Colbert, but it's the truthiness of the matter)

Stephen Colbert's Bitch Posse would be comprised of strong, independent women that on occasion have been known to lick her computer monitor while visiting The Colbert Nation website. Bill O' Reilly doesn't have a Bitch Posse (thank God)and do you ever see prominent female guests flirt with O' Reilly, not sober they don't.

Women love them some Colbert, I love some Colbert. So, I would think Stephen should pick me Queen Bee of his Bitch Posse, because I want it, I don't need it, but want is a very powerful emotion, just ask the 3 gazillion Beanie Babies I've just packed up. Keep in mind that if Stephen does pick me as his Queen Bee, all we be right in the world and this very action could help in staving off the impending world war methinks...or not...hell, I wink at chocolate.


Join NOW!!!


[Gamer link via Jericho]

Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Hump Day Action

I was almost in tears last night, the job, the job I've been sticking my big toe into for the past five years is 96% complete. I can move on with my life after I vacuum and dust. And I still have to buy some umpteen photo albums to deal with the pictures and scrapbook memories, but that will come soon enough. My Teens can be summed up to The Go Go's, Rocky Horror Picture Show, the death of disco and the rise of Punk and Hair Metal. My twenties were devoted to community theater, concert going and the onset of grunge. My thirties are pretty non-descript mostly I embraced every facet of my attention deficit and tried everything from rubber stamping, chatting in chat rooms which lead to dating the greater part of Seattle, doll collecting, to making polymer jewelry (which I can start doing again, now that I can see my workspace).

I awoke this morning with a Sharpie in one hand and an Almond M & M in the other. It took two solid weeks of sweating everyday until midnight, sorting, cataloguing, cleaning and then repacking the eBay stuff, throwing out bags and bags of crap, donating bags and bags of more crap and boxing up potential Garage Sale items. I've caught up with my life, I didn't think it was possible. My Chi is showing and it looks great! Alrighty, enough of that, I've got baseball today! Woo!

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Quick Hits

The New York Times wagging the dog, tsk - tsk.

"'Maybe I am the Antichrist?" Hasselhoffians beware. [via BWE]\
Monday, August 07, 2006
Monday Musts

Folly : Hallmark has a blog featuring a very cute and very annoying Hoops & Yoyo in a flash logo repeatedly saying "blog, blog, blog, blog - blog, what? Blog.". How very bloggy.

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Art:: The Seattle Times has a spread on glass artist Dale Chihuly.

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[via BWE]

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Best Marketing move or the Two Snaps and a Slap On The Ass Award: Sunsilk using comedian and Sex and the City alum Mario Cantone for their most recent commercial voice over, it has both me and my young nieces randomly shouting out "SunSILK!". The website is very Queer Eye as well, but honestly if I could find a soundclip of Cantone shrieking "SunSILK!!" I'd link to it.

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All righty then, it's back to the massive organization douche of the decade. I've hit all the closets in the apartment. I'm crazy organizing lady! WOoOoOoOhooOOoo, perhaps I'm enjoying this too much? Whatever.
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
A Bug's Life

A couple of months into my life as an unemployed book chick and the only thing I had done was a couple of road trips and hanging around with family and friends, time well spent indeed, but what of all the other "stuff" I said I'd get to?

Embrace the bug up yer ass!!As the time passed and the end of unemployment checks are in sight, I got that familiar bug up my ass. This bug has come and gone throughout the years, but for the most part, the bug was busy doing it's own thing, while I taunted and ridiculed it with "I'll get to it", the bug seemed to be okay with that for quite some time. I had learned to manipulate the bug into thinking it was getting things done, when all I was really doing was shuffling shit around. This bug, knowing my free time was coming to an end, got Kill Bill on my ass.

The bug returned this time and apparently decided to colonize in my ass and refuse to leave. A lot had been done prior to this past week, but I'd have to say that I've gotten more accomplished this past week than I have in years. It's truly obsessive, I'm exhausted, my arms hurt, I have the sinus infection from hell that, thanks to the years worth of dust, has wreaked havoc up me nose. All that is left is two boxes of magazines, most of which document a particularly poignant marker of my life or history and I'm hoping to have those sorted and dealt with by the end of the day. The storage space is cleaned and organized, one side filled with stuff I'm keeping and holiday decor, the other side has the gardening tools and boxes of stuff (merchandise to the buyer, stuff to me) to be sold on eBay all the pictures have been taken, most have been uploaded to the computer and ready to go.

I have a huge bedroom, I probably noticed that when I moved in, but cluttered it up over the decade, with the crap dealt with, I still have huge bedroom and it looks like a bedroom, not another storage space. Now that the shit has been dealt with, the bug has tempered itself somewhat or it's just exhaustion physical and mental.

No more excuses, the palette soon to be clean, I can continue projects that I started months ago, some years ago. Elizabeth has been worth every penny I've paid her, she's kept me motivated, she's listened to every fucking story about everything we touched and did so compassionately. This lease, the one in which the bug up my ass has signed, is soon to expire and a new lease will be written. I won't miss this bug and I hope that I'll never have to entertain the little fucker again, but I appreciate the bug, otherwise I'd still be where I was months ago, it wasn't a bad place to be, it just wasn't where I wanted and needed to be to move on with my life and dreams.

So, if you get a bug up your bungholio and it's a productive bug, not a drunken Jew slandering bug (Sorry Mel, you were drunk, I know), embrace the bug, imagine the horror a of bug bomb (the horror) and get on with getting on.
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
ummmm....

gahblah, sniff, sneeze urfoosh. The task is still at hand. I'm almost done, but I feel like a chicken skin - rubbery, sore, and fatty. LOL! Update later. :oP

"Out of clutter find simplicity; from discord find harmony; In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity."
-Albert Einstein