“You are no match for my powerful happy armpit hair death ray, which I can utilize for only 8,000 yen!” cries your savior, who rides to your rescue on a white coat and sporting a porno mustache. The happy armpit hairs quickly become sad, shaking in fear at what the stranger might pull out of his pocket. My sister Timmy is not going to understand why this is funny. My sister Tudy is not going to understand why this is funny. My oldest niece Holly will probably get a kick out of it. Let’s love armpit happy! For my Brillo…
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The Good Wife Strikes BackBy: Elizabeth BuchanOkay, uncle uncle already. Or auntie, auntie, same deal. I give up on this book. I bought it based on the cute, charming cover art and assumed that it would turn out to be a cute, charming tale of a lady of a certain age who Finds Herself just in time. It had some sort of British/Tuscan storyline hinted at in the jacket, and that seemed like a good start. Currently there are a number of books and movies in circulation featuring charm, villas, good food, good wine, ladies who live large and well,…
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Lynn and Alex, the Happy Boys For some reason, late in the season of Amazing Race I run out of steam as far as putting up posts and listing all the teams and how they did. This is the third season that has aired since I started blogging, and every time it’s the same. It’s not that I lose the love for my show, it’s that trying to keep track of all the teams in the confusing first 3 weeks or so is part of the charm. There’s a lot more wild-card onscreen drama and comedy, and it’s a lot…
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Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy Yesterday was quite a day – we started out in the morning, relatively early, to grab a nice breakfast and drive all the way up to Kettle Moraine State Forest (South) for a short hike in the woods. It was a nicer day for it than we expected but we only took a couple of photos. It was the longest drive we’ve taken in the new car (Ford Escape Hybrid) and we geeked out in a couple of ways; namely we set up a competition between the portable navigation system (Fred, who’s pretty smart and…
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I’m working on a project for Holy Moly; I got rooked into finding all the readings for the upcoming Day of Pentecost in a bunch of different languages. Including Thai… not sure why since I don’t know of anyone there who speaks the language, but maybe someone is inviting a friend. I was playing around trying to pronounce the reading in Maori, kind of in the style of the All Blacks doing the haka, when David sent me this picture. Beautiful. I needed a good laugh. I’ve been at this for a while and I needed a break.
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I went looking for information on the “Can’t Stop The Signal” sneak preview of “Serenity” and found comments on Whedonesque to the effect that the Chicago screening is already sold out. In fact, I’d be willing to bet that almost all of the ten screenings on May 5th at 10pm are sold out already. Fooey. But it’s a Thursday – we would have gotten home at about… 1am. Oh, well. Sucks to be middle-aged and employed. So I’ll wait for the official release date of September 30. And yes, this is another one of those examples of the fans of…
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She came for a royal visit, and I tried to take her picture like any good papparazzi would. But she was really more interested in when Mom would come pick her up (and her dinner and breakfast). This and many more pictures have just been uploaded to the photo gallery.
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Newly graduating law students, take note: double check the email address of that friend of yours that already has a job in a legal firm before sending them a rant about your impending job search. Reinder Eekhof, a freshly minted lawyer, recently wrote in an e-mail that he had “finally finished this stupid education,” and was “now looking for someone crazy enough to dump a suitcase full of money in my lap every month.” The e-mail was meant for a friend at the Houthoff Buruma law firm. But Eekhof mistyped the address and his missive landed in the inbox of…
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Every picture tells a story – either Putin just offered to play a friendly game of “Global Thermonuclear Conflict” with Condi, or the death rays in his eyes are about to pop her head like a giant, well-coiffed kernel of Iowa popcorn. Or maybe he’s thinking “you look all hot in that little ice-skating outfit, Conduszhka.” As Pops commented later, “That sort of a specific desire is exactly the reason why Jesus invented PhotoShop.” From Pops’ Bucket via TBogg.
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Stole this idea from the Observer Blog, because I got it wrong. The book I was thinking of starts out “Space is big. Really big.” This is one of the other ones. Which one? The story so far: In the beginning the Universe was created. This had made a lot of people very angry and been widely regarded as a bad move. I read via ***Dave a review of the new “h2g2” movie that… makes it sound like it just might suck, and that all the good jokes and lines are gone. If so, I think I’m going to be…