April 25, 2006

Are those my birds?

Wes Anderson's AmEx commercial - priceless (to mix my slogans).

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April 23, 2006

Google-tempting.

Goat sex in Bowling Green ... sigh ... I wish I was kidding.

On the goat: "He was very very timid yesterday morning. Didn't really want to be touched."

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April 14, 2006

GOOD Friday.

It's definitely a Good Friday, 'cause our office shuts down in honor of the Big G and Little JC (™Bethmerica). So for all yez left in the office today, whiling away the rest of the afternoon 'til it's time to bust over to InKY tonight and celebrate National Poetry Month like only poets know how ... Tom C. Hunley, Nickole Brown, Martha Greenwald, music by Nate Thumas, could it be any better? Bring me some Peeps and we'll find out!

... check it out: the Easter Bunny Hates You!

Also: a new culinary tradition is born. I give you (via Asteroid) ... the Easter Turducken!

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April 01, 2006

Dating is a search problem.

Cute April Fool from our favorite searchers: Google Romance.

"Note: those who generally favor the 'throw enough stuff at the wall' approach to online dating might find it useful to employ our Batch Profile Uploading option."

You'll live happily, and contextually, ever after.

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March 28, 2006

Like a Danish erectile dysfunction commercial.

Viva le Hasselhoff!

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February 02, 2006

You can take the girl outta Louisiana.

Britney Spears fucks this man who reminds me of every grody mustachio'd nipple piercing I went to high school with. Lucky girl!

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January 31, 2006

FOUR noses!

Ten Top Trivia Tips about EEK!!

  1. The blood of mammals is red, the blood of insects is yellow, and the blood of EEK! is blue.
  2. Olympic badminton rules say that EEK! must have exactly fourteen feathers.
  3. EEK! can be very poisonous if injected intravenously!
  4. On average, women blink nearly twice as much as EEK!.
  5. A sixteenth century mathematician lost his nose in a duel over his love for EEK!, and wore a silver replacement for the rest of his life!
  6. Thirty-five percent of the people who use personal ads for dating are EEK!.
  7. EEK! has four noses!
  8. EEK! is the last letter of the Greek alphabet.
  9. New Zealand was the first place to allow EEK! to vote.
  10. You burn more calories sleeping than you do watching EEK!.
I am interested in - do tell me about

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January 25, 2006

As if I had to tell you.

Mark "Tiny Chick Flick Love Interest" Feuerstein isn't very funny.

East Coast always wins.

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December 16, 2005

Roomba Loompa.

Hilarity you may have missed: even though I don't have any pets, I still want a Roomba.

And then a cat. To terrorize.

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Holiday cheer.

A heartwarming holiday tale from Viva Las Vegass:

Several years ago, up at the North Pole, there lived an Elf named Monty, and let me tell you, he really liked blowjobs. Most Elves were content just making their toys and living sexless lives as Santa's indentured servants, but Monty didn't care about toys or the art of toy making. All Monty wanted was a glass of good bourbon, a medium-rare steak, and a fine nubile lass stepping up to the mic.

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December 14, 2005

Hot and underrated.

Syntax of Things has released the Hot & Underrated Writers Report of Aught Five, and our own Kirby Gann is right up there.

Go read Our Napoleon in Rags ... if you live in or hail from Louisville, it's a crime to skip this one. And if you're from some other godforsaken place, you still need to read it, for what Kirby does with language, the place as a character, and other cool stuff I've already told you about, so what are you waiting for already.

Go forth! Read!

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December 01, 2005

World AIDS day.

Remember.

Support World AIDS Day

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November 27, 2005

Stop the mothafuckin press!

Semi-famous crank Jim Welp says "...Max & Erma's didn't completely suck."

Got-woah-damn! Read the whole story!

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November 17, 2005

Great pointed archers, batman!

What happens when a bunch of ad agency types decide to take on the abysmal reputation of the average New York subway rat? Via Gawker ... the wholly entertaining (and dare I say ... cute?) site for the Great Pointed Archer: don't say RAT!

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November 14, 2005

In case you're wondering...

... what hell looks like.

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November 06, 2005

Whew.

You Passed 8th Grade Math
Congratulations, you got 10/10 correct!
Could You Pass 8th Grade Math?

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October 20, 2005

Real genius.

What most scholarly Shakespeare pursuits are missing: the Kilmer Factor.

On Romeo & Juliet:

I have limited my descriptions to the scenes that ignite my imagination when I think of Val as my Romeo. However, to get the most out of this, please read the entire play. Val has read it many, many times.

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October 13, 2005

Potluck of the draw.

Continuing the food theme, here's a gallery of regrettable Company Cookbook Entries.

I have a company cookbook published by the Western Baptist Hospital Ladies' Auxiliery that the Moms gave me with a truckload of practical housewares when I moved into my first apartment. It's full of atrocities like the ones mentioned in the above link. Some day I'll pull some out and post.

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October 12, 2005

Real Solid.

NSFW: Real Doll not really your thing?

Might want to order a Real Hamster instead. Who doesn't need "the ultimate buggering hamster?"

My favorite bit from the Real Doll FAQ:

Question: Can I use my REALDOLL as a pool toy?

You can use REALDOLL as a pool toy, but prolonged exposure to sunlight and/or chlorine may bleach the doll's pigmentation.

Mama told me not to come!

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October 07, 2005

I don't have an "e-mail!"

I can't understand why this woman doesn't like me. I mean, I really don't think she knows that I'm the one who called the police on her because she left her kids alone in her car while she did who knows what for over 30 minutes. It's quite possible that she doesn't even know that the police were called. I could understand you thinking I was overreacting IF at least one of the kids were over seven. I think I'm much more open in that respect because I am a product of a single-parent home and was a latchkey kid starting in the 3rd grade. I managed to keep myself alive, so I know older children probably could've too. (Especially children from Chicago. You should hear the mouths on some of these kids, but they're cute. Anyway, we're talking toddler strapped in a car seat with the window all the way down staring at you like "please help me," or "please take me and sell me on the black market."

Grubowski dishes on her Chicago neighbors.

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October 05, 2005

Feed the stomach and the soul.

The annual Empty Bowls event pairs local pottery artists with good soup at Bellarmine University's art and food benefit for Highland Community Minstries' Individual and Family Assistance Program.

The event runs from 5:30 - 8:00 p.m. in Frazier Hall, which is located on the Douglass Boulevard/Norris Place corner of Bellarmine's campus.

You can pay $27 for a delicious soup and keep a handcrafted ceramic bowl (donated by 26 local potters). Or you can pay $12 for the meal only.

Fifteen local restaurants will provide the soup and desserts.

There's also a silent auction. This is for a good cause, the soups are always wonderful, and the bowls are works of art. Stop by on your way to Bryan Hurst's solo show at Air Devils Inn.

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October 03, 2005

Come see about Miers.

Concerned that Miers has never served on the bench? Neither had Rehnquist!

With all the recent upheaval on the Supreme Court, you might find yourself needing some handy Supremes history quips. Be the smartest kid at your next cocktail party - check out the Supreme Court Historical Society.

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October 02, 2005

I like the way you express yourself ... pithy, yet degenerate.

Check out a new blog by a writer friend (YA for those in the know) called a Large Slice of Cake, named after the relish with which English schoolchildren devoured the contents of their sumptious feasts on the way to many adventures great and small.

I was always fascinated with the vicar, a staple in any Brit YA novel. And hampers. Always with the hamper!

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September 28, 2005

Naughty Waldo!

In honor of Banned Book Week, here's a site that lists the why behind the challenge and/or ban.

Forbidden Library!

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September 24, 2005

Bring it!

Most awesome story from Kansas in forever.

One Hurt, Two Arrested in Drill Team Brawl

Via Virtual Pus.

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September 22, 2005

For anyone who's ever ridden the El in Chicago.

Sex with the CTA Announcer Voice.

Legs ... opening!

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September 18, 2005

What would be the scientific purpose of killing it?

Revenge.

Jaguar Shark!

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September 12, 2005

Coming soon...

... to an interview near you.

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September 10, 2005

Somehow, this shit never gets old.


Which John Cusack Are You?

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September 07, 2005

I'm starting to hate those dolphins.

check it

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August 24, 2005

Blue Ribbon Blog.

Jim Higdon's blogging the Kentucky State Fair for the Courier-Journal. Wonder if he'll hit the midway freak show?

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August 15, 2005

Champagne?

Let Walken Be Walken.

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August 04, 2005

Superman and Green Lantern ain't got nothin' on her.

Behold, the Marmot Avenger:

Use the HeroMachine to create your own superhero/villain.

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July 19, 2005

2Funny.

I have a new obsession, thanks to BabyPop: Random facts about Vin Diesel.

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July 18, 2005

Time for the feats of strength.

Want to know how to tear a phone book in half? Lift a man with just one hand? Check out this essential manual for every strong-(wo)man in training.

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July 16, 2005

The five questions you meet in heaven.

Stevo has some questions for me. If you'd like me to have some questions for you, follow the directions listed below. If not, skip ahead to the answers.

Here are the instructions:

1. If you want to participate, leave a comment below saying "Interview me." "Blow me" or "Eat me" are not acceptable substitutes.
2. I will respond by asking you five questions - each person's will be different. I'll post the questions in the comments section of this post.
3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview others in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

1. Who is your favorite poet and why?

It's hard for me to play favorites. There are so many wonderful unicorn poets in the world. But if I had to pick a favorite poet, I'd say David Wojahn. In my serious academic opinion, he kicks all kinds of ass.

2. Poetry workshops: endless opportunities to develop your craft, or time wasting self-aggrandisement sessions?

I like to bounce ideas off of other people, and I'm a pretty social creature, so I enjoy a good workshop if it's full of people I like and respect. Sometimes you can have a pretty valuable breakthrough in workshop, but it's important to know how to take what works and completely ignore the rest.

3. Jethro Tull: rock & roll or prancing jag-offs? Discuss.

Prancing jag-offs!

4. What is your favorite literary journal?

I will not bullshit you. Whichever journal currently has my poems in it. Barring that, I always enjoy River Styx because the editor has great taste.

5. What the hell is up with John Ashbery?

Dude, I don't fucking know. Is he a genius for his work or a genius for convincing the world of his work? Regardless, I'm pretty certain that he's undead.

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July 13, 2005

Keeper of the gems I am.

Check out Leslie Hall's gem sweater.

Now with video!

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July 09, 2005

It's alive.

The new InKY Reading Series site is live. Update your bookmarks, folks.

We had a tremendous turnout last night - 60-ish people, which is really great for a July evening. All of our performers were wonderful, and I'm happy to say I didn't have to breathe into a paper bag, not even once.

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July 07, 2005

shhh .... take a peek.

Super-early sneak peek of the new InKY site. Not all of the links work yet. CSS, baby, CSS! I shouldn't be so proud in the year of our internets 2005 but I've been languishing in cruddy table-based design ('cept for this blog) for way too long. Behold, the future of InKY!

(haven't tested on any PCs, just Firefox/IE/Safari for the Mac. lemme know if it looks all jacked on the windows, thanks)

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June 29, 2005

Shit, who wouldn't?

PostSecret, of course.

link fixed!

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What is this electric blue ... meat?

Found by le Sac: The All-New Sesame Street.

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June 16, 2005

I don't give a damn about my bad reputation.

Gun Crazy
You are Peggy Cummins in GUN CRAZY


Which Film Noir Femme Fatale Are You?
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June 07, 2005

Tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old gas hog.

Once again, Virtual Pus says what I'm thinking every damn day on the road in this country:

I’m behind a massive SUV. I think it was a Ford Fucktheearth. It has three yellow ribbon magnets centered across its massive backside. I don’t remember what the other two said, but the largest one — in the middle and proudly on display — said “GIT R DONE.”

It has come to this. This is Redneck America. This is a Red State smoothie, blended with the blood of soldiers and World Trade Center victims and shat upon this gargantuan vehicle more suited for fucking blizzard rescues than for the commute back to white suburbia.

Goddamn.

What the fuck does it even mean? Is it supposed to be funny? (Oh, and fuck me Freddy, that Larry the Cable Guy is a fucking laugh riot! His riff on farting at the Dairy Queen changed my life!) Is it supposed to be patriotic? Am I fucking nuts?

Read the whole rant.

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June 06, 2005

When you don't know where you're going, you drive on the highway.

Do you think she had a baby in Sam's Club?

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Pssst...

... the new secrets are posted.

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June 04, 2005

Get fueled up!

This drink is so gay.

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June 01, 2005

Punch the clock.

The Poetry Factory: swing shift opinions for working poets, hosted by the lovely and amazing Marci Johnson. Check it out, suggest some topics.

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May 31, 2005

Heavy lifting.

Virtual Pus is a sock full of quarters. Leche Roja is a new velvet revolution.

I might use my space for little more than a Tiger Beat drinkalogue, but these two can be the challenging voices in your head.

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May 23, 2005

Jesus!

This is the best thing since Twinkie sushi.

Behold, mortals: fishstick recipes. Why do you always need exactly "18 Crunchy Golden Fish Sticks"?!

Fishsticks McQueen salutes the Fishstick Test Kitchen for its embrace of culinary absurdity!

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May 17, 2005

Freaks & Geeks.

Judging from the responses on the last quiz, this one'll be right up my meager readership's alley.

Which Star Wars character are you?

I'm Lando Calrissian. Do I get a malt liquor endorsement deal with that?

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May 16, 2005

If I wear them anywhere else, they chafe.

I am nerdier than 34% of all people. Are you nerdier? Click here to find out!

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May 02, 2005

Mysterious Pittsburgh and Motherless Brooklyn.

Wonder twins ... ejaculate!

Saw this a while back, wanted to make sure you all got a load of Patricia Storms' awesome little love letter to Mssrs. Chabon and Lethem.

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May 01, 2005

Perhaps yo mama would like...

... a bit of Double Happiness?

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If you thought you still have a coupla weeks until Mother's Day...

... you are wrong. I know it seems early, but Mother's Day is indeed on May 8 this year. Get in gear, slackers! Thank me later.

Because I'm fairly certain the Moms isn't aware of this blog, I can share her gift with you, my wonderful friends, a whole week early. Last month in New Orleans, I found the neatest little old doll. The Moms has a thing for old dolls, not any particular kind, though. They don't have to fetch a price on the collectors' market, nor do they have to be in particularly pristine condition. In fact, I've seen some pretty sorry specimens she's dragged home from the flea market in the interest of loving the unlovable. Go ahead and base your assumptions of our family on this one trait alone.

So I wandered around the French Quarter shops for a while before stumbling over a sweet little doll all dressed in a white blouse, brown box-pleated skirt, and brown and tan striped beanie (with hatpin). She's a little dirty but I did some clean-up with an old toothbrush and I think she looks pretty fabulous, what with the working eyes and cute mouth. I mention the eyes because some of her shelfmates in the shoppe did not have working eyes, and there's nothing creepier than an old doll staring at you with sightless opaque white orbs where her eyes should be.

After we came home, I pried her clothes away from her back long enough to read her markings: she's a Lingerie Lou doll from the '50s. Apparently, these dolls were sold naked (dirty!) and you were supposed to make little outfits for them. How DIY. That explains why her blouse is sewn to her underpants and why there are no snaps or anything. I guess Lazy Linda, previous owner of Lingerie Lou, just stitched it all together into one piece before darting out to meet Kip* at the Malt Shop for burgers, fries, and furious humping in the back seat of his dad's paneled family wagon.

And yes, humping is an act approximating but actually devoid of genital penetration.

Happy early Mother's Day!

*Actual name of person I once got it on with in the actual 1990s.

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March 29, 2005

Shoulda signed with Showtime.

Which Arrested Development Character Are You?

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March 26, 2005

Dance dance dictionaraoke.

A weekend treat: audio clips from online dictionaries sing karaoke hits!

Dictionaraoke!

Thanks, BabyPop!

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March 24, 2005

Party in the back.

Looking for a soundtrack for that Canadian Tuxedo? Making a mix tape to get you through a long hockeyless spring?

Oh, friends. Music for Mullets.

I am sure Marianne can explain why she went looking for this.

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March 21, 2005

So says the pus.

Jesus Wants You to Be Stupid!

Science museums avoiding an evolution controversy? Unfuckinpossible!

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March 18, 2005

Do you want to know a secret?

Check out the PostSecret Project.

Wow.

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March 15, 2005

Whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks.

Thanks to QIR for the quiz!

Bacardi 151: Congratulations! You're 137 proof, with specific scores in beer (60), wine (116), and liquor (113).

All right. No more messing around. Your knowledge of alcohol is so high that you have drinking and getting plastered down to a science. Sure, you could get wasted drinking beer, but who needs all those trips to the bathroom? You head straight for the bar and pick up that which is most efficient.

My test tracked 4 variables — how you compared to other people your age and gender:

Take The Alcohol Knowledge Test written by hoppersplit on Ok Cupid!

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March 14, 2005

How are things in Glocca Morra?

I sure miss Sports Night.

Dan: You recited the St. Crispin's Day speech.
Casey: Well, was it untoward?
Dan: No, it was just embarrassing.

Here are some scripts.

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February 07, 2005

Another ridiculous quiz.

Whatever.

You're the Tortured Intellectual!
You're the Tortured Intellectual!
Take What sort of Hipster are you? today!
Created with Rum and Monkey's Personality Test Generator.

You're sensitive, you're emotional, and you wonder why everyone else in the world exists on a different plane. You cannot eat, breathe, or sleep without analyzing each action to death. You're usually sombre, depressed, lethargic, but you can be nearly glad from time to time. You wear whatever you can find on your cluttered bedroom floor. You carry books, notepads, reading glasses with you wherever you go. You have friends, but only a few who truly get where you're coming from. You frequent coffee shops, libraries, and the less crowded bars. You're obsessed with past people, past ideas, past lives. You wish you could die and be reborn as Jack Kerouac.

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January 29, 2005

Million dollar cock.

Oklahoma State Sen. Frank Shurden noticed that his cries of "so who's up for a little cock fight?!" were starting to go unanswered, despite Oklahoma's long tradition of honoring this noble sport. Could it be that cockfighting has fallen out of fashion?

To try to revive it, he has proposed that roosters wear little boxing gloves attached to their spurs, as well as lightweight, chicken-sized vests configured with electronic sensors to record hits and help keep score.

So when do the "chicken-sized vests" start carrying sponsor logos? Help bring cockfighting back to Oklahoma, where it belongs!

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January 28, 2005

Five-head.

Those of us with x-tra large foreheads and student loan bills might consider this lucrative side gig.

Andrew Fischer, 20, of Omaha, who put his forehead for sale on eBay as advertising space, received $37,375 on Friday to advertise the snoring remedy, SnoreStop.

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January 24, 2005

Of webs and burnt sienna

If you haven't seen this, you haven't realized how crazy-serious Spidey's face looks in this new action figure. Love the kung-fu action grip.

Pow!

And because I love you, X-entertainment's commercials from the '80s.

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January 23, 2005

Rock & roll dreams can come true.

Live from someone's basement.

All-time favorites I Eat Poop.

I love cable access.

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January 11, 2005

I caught you a delicious bass.

Napoleon
Which Napoleon Dynamite character are you?
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Behind the typeface.

Typography dorkiness ahead:

Love it, especially the commercial for Brush Script.

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January 10, 2005

I cannot believe I am admitting this.

Because I am the biggest kind of idiot, I do read Melissa Howard's blog. Yeah, that's Real World New Orleans Melissa, what of it? Anyway, do read her bit about dogs. Because while extreme, I do know where she's coming from. A dog took a chunk out of me when I was 4, too, and while I tolerate them in social situations, the jumping and the licking, man, it's just not cool. I couldn't say it better myself:

I do not hate dogs. Hate is crazy and I reserve that feeling for roller coasters, eczema, Verizon, liars and the misuse of apostrophes. I don’t hate dogs. I just don’t like them, and no matter how hard I try, I cannot conjure up that fuzzy feeling in my chest when I see them.

It might be all kinds of gauche to read former Real World C-list celebrity blogs, but Melissa's funny and seems to be aware of her status. And since I'm not even a C-list celebrity, I can't really say shit, can I?

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January 06, 2005

Celebration.

Monkey Wearing Chaps has updated with two new hilarious entries. Welcome back from studyhell, missy!

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Eat me.

The ups and downs of Louisville dining:

Robin Garr's restaurant reviews and list o' local restaurants are invaluable for locals and visitors alike. People in Louisville like to eat out. Insert your own fat-assed or satisfied customer joke here.

Jim Welp's take on suburban dining in Greater Louisville. Apparently, each bite of the Beef O'Brady's (where the fuck is that, anyway?) bacon cheeseburger is like "Christmas-morning cunnilingus."

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January 02, 2005

I swear I didn't rig this quiz.

What Flavour Are You? I tashte like Alcohol.I tashte like Alcohol.


Heh. Heh. I taste like beer. I like beer. Buy me a beer. I'm not drunk, I can drink plenty without... What was I saying? Beer. What Flavour Are You?

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December 16, 2004

Close your office door...

... and even then, put on headphones.

Seriously. Or watch/listen at home. Lohan!

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December 14, 2004

Care to make it interesting?

You can bet on anything in the UK.

Betting Odds for Snow in London on Christmas Day

London has not seen a White Christmas since the Millenium began but perhaps the tide is set to turn as forecasters from Weather Action are predicting a 50/50 chance of snow on Christmas day. However Bookies William Hill are not so sure and are presently offering 9/2 for snow in London on Christmas Day. Hills also offer 9/2 for Cardiff and Glasgow and 4/1 for Aberdeen.

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November 30, 2004

Just because you can...

... doesn't mean you should.

Behold, McRorie.

Are we sure Canada's the place to be?

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I've got a golden ... ticket?

Grandpa Joe's a ratbag pervert bastard!

What rules?! We didn't see any rules.

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November 29, 2004

I cannot work under these conditions!

If architects had to work like web designers

Please take care that modern design practices and the latest materials are used in construction of the house, as I want it to be a showplace for the most up-to-date ideas and methods. Be alerted, however, that kitchen should be designed to accommodate, among other things, my 1952 Gibson refrigerator.

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November 23, 2004

Last train to Memesville.

Per Bondgirl:

Grab the nearest book at hand. Go to page 42. Select your favorite sentence. Post it and the name of the book in your journal (add these instructions to your journal as well).

The only book on my desk is The Best American Nonrequired Reading 2002, edited by Dave Eggers. Page 42 hits a story called "Speed Demons" by Karl Taro Greenfield, originally published in TIME.

Whether the vehicle in question is a '65 Mustang or a '99 Honda GSR motorcycle, the posturing of the too-cool motorhead trying to goose a few more horsepower out of his engine while at the same time look bitchin' in front of a crowd of slightly younger female spectators is identical whether in Bakersfield or Bangkok.

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Quiz time! What Kind of Bra Are You?

You Are a Sleek Black Bra! Subtle, sophisticated, and classy. You're not the first woman a man notices in the room... But you're the one he remembers a week later. You need a guy who will make a lasting impression on you too! Take the Quiz!

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November 18, 2004

A Thanksgiving Three-fer.

Turducken!

Gross, but oddly compelling.

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November 12, 2004

File under: Get a load of this guy.

Biker Fox!

Fourth row, middle photo, guys. Wow.

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I couldn't agree more.

Everyone say amen to banning Comic Sans.

There is no more joy in this fontville. The fun has been sucked out. Avoid this font at all costs.

(thanks to Terri for this one)

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November 10, 2004

It's funny 'cause it's true.

Fuck the South!

Live from Kentucky,
eek

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November 08, 2004

A product of pure chocolate indulgence.

I think we can all agree that while Twinkie Sushi is a fabulous idea, Chocolate Sushi sounds even better. And just when you thought we'd reached the apex of faux-fusion confectionery, here comes Suedy's Koo-Ki Shushi, the ultimate trompe d'oeil delicacy.

Fruit-o-Maki?! Mad genius, I tell you!

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November 07, 2004

Now why didn't YOU think of that?

Imagine Martha Stewart meets That Girl plus a bit of La Cage aux Folles thrown in for good measure, and you might get close to picturing the delightful new maven of gracious living, B