Tuesday, February 28, 2006

a battlefield, indeed...

i pulled a neck muscle again, and i can't turn my neck at all without being in intense pain. this happens semi-frequently, ever since "the accident."

about a year and a half ago, i woke up and my neck was sort of stiff. not a big deal, really. that is, until i got to work and me and kenny decided to do the "love is a battlefield" dance sequence when the song came on the radio. you know, that one part at the end of the video where all the disaffected runaway youth do the big dance number, shaking their shoulders back and forth and move forward towards you, because they are SO TOUGH! yeah. i did that and i f-ed up my neck SO BADLY that i had to go to the emergency room. i was all hunched over like an old lady, crying because of the pain. people were asking me, "how did this happen?!?" and i had to sheepishly admit, "ummm...doing a pat benatar dance."

so, i am not feeling my best today, except for the tylenol 3's i am gobbling in order to even deal with the pain. wheeeeeee! i should be pretty useless by, like, 9 a.m.

live shins! yay!

hammer!! proper.

retrocrush does a tribute to the wonderful don knotts. i heart don knotts.

friends with you.

the vincent price film site.

neurotically yours.

elevator rules.

dr. phil wallpaper.

the tootsie tanner. i think it looks like a george foreman grill. then that made me think of that episode of "the office" where michael burned his foot because he set up his george foreman grill by his feet so he could wake up to the sounds and smell of delicious, sizzling, crackling bacon. ha.

Sunday, February 26, 2006

meaty neck bone.

so, i have no idea what time the party died out, but i passed out in my bed, woke up this morning and found one of my socks in the middle of the kitchen floor. (?!?!?!?) odd. but i'm having a nice day. i watched like 8 episodes of "entourage" in a row, followed by the school scare film "drug addiction." below is the best shot of the movie:

right now i'm watching dig! anyway, things got hazy last night after that shot we did for don knotts. here are some highlights...more to come.

oh, one really funny thing that happened was, someone didn't know and they closed one of the doors in my hallway that cannot be opened from the inside, you need to hit the buzzer---but the buzzer's broken. i was like, "ahhh, over 20 people are here and we're all trapped!!!!" just before ryan was going to climb out of the window and onto the roof to jump off it and open the door from the outside, chris broke it opn with a credit card. yay!

Friday, February 24, 2006

Thursday, February 23, 2006

"...but surely that's not an anagram, that's a spoonerism!"

"if you're going to split hairs, I'm going to piss off!"

so, this is what i watched last night. my mom even called me to make sure i knew it was on, per my dad's request. my dad and i are way into monty python. when i was very young, i'm thinking maybe 9 or 10 years old, "the holy grail" was on pbs and told me i had to watch it with him, and i loved it. i began watching the show regularly not long after that (oftentimes with my dad), and thus became a lielong fan. i remember this sketch very vividly from my early python years. it may have been the first episode i ever saw...

a sidenote: my 12-year old nephew asked me to buy him the DVD of "holy grail" for Christmas this year. i was so proud. (he also asked me to get him a ramones cd, which made me even prouder.)

anyhoo, last night was eric idle's personal best. he is definitely one of my fave python guys, if not my very favorite. that michael palin is a funny mofo as well. oh, i love all of them. anyway, every single second of that show last night was HILARIOUS, it was all the best sketches crammed into one hour. wheeeeeee!

here are some sounds of python for ye.

i also love the rutles, and you should, too.

buy something or piss off.

Themes in Contemporary Analytic Philosophy as Reflected in the Work of Monty Python.

G'day, you're Bruce! You like to hang out with your friends Bruce, Bruce, Bruce, & Bruce drinking good Australian beer and philosophizing...
G'day, you're Bruce! You think like a philosopher,
especially after you've had a few cold
ones...Australia RULES!

What Monty Python Sketch Character are you?
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p.s. if you haven't seen fat camp yet---do it. oh, it's painful. wonderfully, gloriously painful.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

that's not hot (and i'm talking about the le tigre rumor, not meg's legs).

well well well. check out this post (which very nicely compliments my post from 2 days ago about the whole riot grrrl thing) from the great blog mocking music regarding the paris hilton/le tigre alleged collaboration.

surely this must be a rumor. and, if not a rumor, surely kathleen hanna has ulterior motives, perhaps in an attempt to somehow publicly humiliate paris hilton by...oh, i don't know how she would do that. that's just my fantasy. but surely they can't be serious! and, ok, i'll stop calling you Shirley.

in other news...

meg white is a cutie in the new marc jacobs ads. yes she is! (courtesy candy cane children)

in a related story...i stumbled upon this reeeally old link the other day, and i just love it so i am posting it again. it's a 5-year old that interviews jack white, and it's honestly one of the best interviews with him ever.

mattress trash authority.

bureau of missing socks.

the cat piano! aaaaiiiieeeeee!!

cartoon strip generator. please enjoy robot monkey: part one , part two, and part three . it's a trilogy, you see.

UPDATE: ohmigod, i can't stop!!!


Tuesday, February 21, 2006


we bought a shag rug last night, and i am so flippin' excited about it! it's marvy. not as marvy as this one, but it's good enough. but, it's hairier than my cat. that thing sheds like a mofo.

punk turns 30.

ugly bridesmaid dresses.

"It is the duty of a gentleman to know how to ride, to shoot, to fence, to box, to swim, to row and to dance..."

how sourdough bread works.

babies with beards.

best. robots. ever!!

"we're gonna turn it on...we're gonna give you the POWER..."

i love betty white. i do.

stevie starr, professional regurgitator. (link via neatorama)

Monday, February 20, 2006

When she walks, the revolutions coming/In her hips, there's revolution

man, i spent the entire day yesterday downloading music and making the perfect playlist for a party we're having on saturday. i am so anal about stuff like that...i was saying things like, "hmmmm, i think the applause on that live version is a little too long, i better find a different version..." or, "which shins song will be better later on in the evening, when everyone is drunk?"

so, i hope i come through, music-wise. then i got all into listening to, reading about, and downloading kill rock stars and riot grrrl tuff. i was ALL ABOUT that whole scene back in the day. it was fun, last night, listening to bikini kill and bratmobile and 7 year bitch, wondering what some of those chicks are up to today, now that they are old like me. some we know about, of course... so, i was looking them up. there is a surprising lack of info on the whole subject outside of wikipedia. there is a retrospective at the emp, i sort of want to go check it out. yep, i will just bop on over to seattle later on this week...

of course my riot grrrl searchings led me to babes in toyland, which led me to hole, whom i used to like (before "live through this," and the whole driving kurt cobain to his death thing, if not being directly responsible for it). i discovered them because i knew kim gordon produced their album, and i devoured anything that had anything to do with sonic youth. i liked "pretty on the inside." i did. i had a bunch of hard-to-find singles and b-sides on an awesome tape that someone made for me, all recorded from vinyl, and had funny things in between all the songs. i freaking loved that tape. i often have thought about that tape. that tape is long gone. but, i downloaded all the songs last night, except for the "unplugged" stuff, because that stuff was from after i totally tuned out. i'm sure now that i am 32 i will think most of those songs suck. but whatever.

so, that then led me to looking up nirvana stuff, and i started reliving the whole nirvana thing. apparently kim gordon said in an interview recently that she didn't think kurt killed himself at all, that the people who were close to him don't believe that for a second. how the hell did i miss that?!?!? needless to say, i was up very late and i had strange dreams. sidenote: today is kurt's birthday, no? odd that i feel the urge to talk about him today. yikes, he would have been 39. !!!

in other news, here is the last, never-seen issue of dirt, which was spike jonze's magazine that was like a "sassy" for dudes. i used to have the first issue, because it came as a supplement to an issue of sassy. of course it's long gone; i probably cut it up. i cut up everything i should have saved.

anyway, i'm thinking i should make these for the party. it IS a tasty burger...and the cornerstone of any nutritious breakfast.

12 ways to remake your boring old self.

the a-team: getting the look.

finally, you must check this out. this is the best thing i've seen in a while. except for the kitty. me no likey the dead kitty. :(

Friday, February 17, 2006

happy friday

this is urkel. for real. yikes! nice boots. i'm not sure it's much of an improvement from this. (pics via faded youth)

literal answers to rhetorical questions.

a list of oxymorons.

1935 etiquette manual.

"bad" ads. (this one is my favorite, i think.)

demetri martin's site. because he has 9000 friends, and i'm one of them. okay, i'm not one of them. (UPDATE: he has 4,000 more friends than he did last night.)

Thursday, February 16, 2006

feeling a bit under the weather

mondo had a teensy-weensy bit too much to drink last night, which is like the understatement of the year. me no can find cool stuff for you today. maybe later. i am truly amazed i actually made it in to work today...i'm very fortunate that i work with a bunch of really cool people who are understanding and sympathetic to my plight.

i wish i was at home watching woody allen movies or something. bah.

4 p.m. update: holy crap! HOLY CRAP! HOLY CRRRAPPP!!! this is such great news, that my hangover is melting away...

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

links: my valentine's gift to you

here's an awesome thing where you can make your own subtitles to a "Bombay TV" movie. see my movie here! (warning: it's dumb. i didn't watch the clip before i blindly entered my subtitles.)

ah-hahahahaha! HOOO! hahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...

the tattooed banana.

this is totally horrifying. (link via neatorama)

love poem generator. here's my crap peom:

My Love
Your skin glows like the banana, blossoms hurty as the pussy willow in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your ukulele voice and leaps like a duck-billed platypus at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great egret wing.
I am comforted by your chastity belt that I carry into the twilight of cowboy beams and hold next to my larynx.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of ice cream soup.
As my right nostril falls from my suspenders, it reminds me of your cotton ball.
In the quiet, I listen for the last screech of the day.
My heated knuckle leaps to my preppy loafers.
I wait in the moonlight for your secret ball point pen so that we may sew as one, knuckle to knuckle, in search of the magnificient mauve and mystical crumpled up piece of paper of love.

i choo-choo-choose you!

chris and i gave each other our V.D. presents last night, for some reason...probably because i hounded him from the second he got in the door: "let's exchange 'em right now! who cares?! come on!!!"

but before we begin, here's some V.D. links. no, not THAT kind of V.D. although promiscuous valentine's day activity could very well lead to V.D.

cap'n wacky's boatload of love.

star wars valentines.

really awful musicians reveal their valentine's mix tape tips. great.

not v.d. related, but---beatles/beastie boys mashups! (via the mighty boing boing)

ok, on to the gifts. as you can see, chris got me a very lovely and bitchin' new french press:

i got him this shins shirt:

and these bracelets from the mighty mcphee:

gertie wanted to to get in on the action as well. awwwww foofy!

Monday, February 13, 2006

my funny valentine

not funny ha-ha, but funny awesome.

he loves me when i'm loopy and falling over...

he loves me even through all my haircolors...

...and my crazy red lips...

hopefully he loves me more than he loves this monkey...

...and heineken...

...and moss...

...and his beard...

...and my weird baking concoctions...

yes, that chris is a mysterious gent...

"blue steel." (i'm sure he wants to kill me now)

ahhh...so pensive...


happy valentine's day, sweetie!