I’ve seriously watched this video like, seventeen times, and have come to several realizations: 1. Newsies was freaking amazing and I need to see it again. 2. Christian Bale is gorgeous. 3. Lady Gaga is awesome, but would be awesomer (not a word) if she did a duet with Christian Bale. 4. Christian Bale should [...]
So my email was hacked on Monday and oh boy, was that a fun mess to try and clean up. (I’m being facetious. There was nothing fun about it.) Anyway, the hacker sent everybody in my contact list an email saying that I’d been mugged in a park in Wales, and that my flight left [...]
My gmail account got hacked and I can’t even figure out how to log on. So that’s awesome… My apologies to anybody who got spammy email from me. Sorry. = (
Where The Wild Things Are: This movie is awful. It’s just so god-awful. I’m not even sure what it was about– probably because it wasn’t about anything. It was just some kid screaming for an hour and a half. And everything in the movie was brown. Don’t watch it. Read the book. The book is actually [...]
I’m sure we all know people who don’t do things on Sunday. I don’t watch television on Sunday. I don’t go to parties on Sunday. I don’t listen to secular music on Sunday. I’m not any fun to be around on Sunday. You know what I don’t do on Sunday? Shower.
I found this picture today. The beauty on the left is my great-great-great grandmother Elizabeth Ann. She wears the same charming expression in every picture of her ever taken. Ever. But more exciting to me than finding a picture of my 3rd great grandmother and her sisters was discovering that my 3rd great aunt was [...]
Yesterday afternoon, Kurt and I saw a middle-aged couple, in some egregiously ill-fitting tank tops, taking in the sunny weather in their rather large boat, enjoying a beer and a cigarette. Nothing particularly unusual about any of that except that their boat was parked in their driveway. They had to have been at least five or ten [...]
“Have you tried a neti pot?” (Awkward silence) “Um, I don’t do pot.” Good call, little sister.
Me: You need to get an Air-Soft gun so you can shoot the neighbor kids. Kurt: That would be fun… (You can be horrified if you want, but those kids are noisy.)
Sometimes, just for kicks, Kurt and I like to discuss the names of our future children. Just for kicks, ok? My eggo is not preggo, and won’t be for a long, long time, because I don’t know if you know this, but babies are really needy and scream all the time. Also, they poop themselves. [...]