Apparently the higher ups at google noticed that my tiny but loyal fan base was clicking on my ads. Apparently this is uncouth in the google community and they just sent a notice that they're quitting my ass.
Although it saddens me that my bank account and liver will in no way benefit from this termination, your efforts have somewhat melted the iceberg that is my heart.
Many, many thanks and prease, keep preasing.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Aussies are Funny
I found this website looking for cool new craft ideas. Although it embarrasses me to admit that, I feel that the following site will add enough Cool points to my Identity Bank to even out for the day.God I'm busy.
No Big Deal
It's getting really hard to go ANYWHERE these days. If I could stop being so famous for ONE second maybe I'd have more time to brog.
Here are my latest media clippings. Sigh. I'm really proud of my hard work in making the Snuggie a cultural phenomenon. I think we can all agree that millions of Americans would still be struggling to stay warm while knitting blankets if I hadn't so graciously stepped in and shined a spotlight on their plight.
http://www.wpoc.com/pages/LDY.html
http://www.snuggiepubcrawls.com/
http://www.bitchmakemeasandwich.com/
America- you're welcome. Stay Warm, Stay Productive.
(UPDATE:
It seems EVERYONE is super famous today. Please notice the sad clown panda in the pink shirt. I like, know her.)
Here are my latest media clippings. Sigh. I'm really proud of my hard work in making the Snuggie a cultural phenomenon. I think we can all agree that millions of Americans would still be struggling to stay warm while knitting blankets if I hadn't so graciously stepped in and shined a spotlight on their plight.
http://www.wpoc.com/pages/LDY.html
http://www.snuggiepubcrawls.com/
http://www.bitchmakemeasandwich.com/
America- you're welcome. Stay Warm, Stay Productive.
(UPDATE:
It seems EVERYONE is super famous today. Please notice the sad clown panda in the pink shirt. I like, know her.)
The Ultimate Invisible Friend
I'm pretty creeped out and excited to see Where the Wild Things Are. Though my fear of people in costumes has stopped me from living my life to the fullest (no Orioles bird hugs, birthday clowns or 4th wall-breaking theatre), I'm sure I'm going to see this when it comes out.
Unless it's in 3D.
Unless it's in 3D.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Ponzied!
Oh, the Japanese. You may have invented Herro Kitty and hilariously translated signage, but you can't tempt fate.
An artist couple (who clearly have no idea about the Current Economic Climate) have spent tens of millions of dollars building reverse aging apartments and homes around the world. They feature uneven floors, oddly placed windows and doors and spherical rooms. The point is not to kill the renters, but to challenge them to adapt to their new surroundings and think differently about space. Some guy has lived in one such apartment for two years. He's lost 20 pounds, no longer has allergies, and his wife regularly hits her head on the tiny door to the laundry room as she navigates her womanly duties in the Fun House from Hell.
I think the idea of this is really neat, but I break bones like this guy break dances , so I think uneven flooring and a dizzying array of color would put me in the most literal interpretation of a domestic abuse situation. I'd be walking into walls and not a fist.
The couple also dabble in high-end art. Like, art that takes ten years to complete and should sell for almost 20 million bones, but won't because no one has 20 fucking million dollars to give them.
The couple also got Ponzied by that dick Bernard Madoff, so now they have no money, no one to buy their art, and- assuming their calculations/theories are correct- an abnormally long time left to live.
An artist couple (who clearly have no idea about the Current Economic Climate) have spent tens of millions of dollars building reverse aging apartments and homes around the world. They feature uneven floors, oddly placed windows and doors and spherical rooms. The point is not to kill the renters, but to challenge them to adapt to their new surroundings and think differently about space. Some guy has lived in one such apartment for two years. He's lost 20 pounds, no longer has allergies, and his wife regularly hits her head on the tiny door to the laundry room as she navigates her womanly duties in the Fun House from Hell.
I think the idea of this is really neat, but I break bones like this guy break dances , so I think uneven flooring and a dizzying array of color would put me in the most literal interpretation of a domestic abuse situation. I'd be walking into walls and not a fist.
The couple also dabble in high-end art. Like, art that takes ten years to complete and should sell for almost 20 million bones, but won't because no one has 20 fucking million dollars to give them.
The couple also got Ponzied by that dick Bernard Madoff, so now they have no money, no one to buy their art, and- assuming their calculations/theories are correct- an abnormally long time left to live.
Monday, March 23, 2009
This Effing Week...
Because I'm an asshole, I sort of broke my foot building a small bookcase in my office last week. This marks the second time in three years I've been on crutches, and the 8,993rd time I've appropriately called myself an asshole since the beginning of 2009.Last week I also saw New Kids live (pics to come), watched Twilight and realized that in one week I will be moving to a new house...on crutches. I have impeccable timing.
I will post New Kids stuff later today. In the meantime I'm going to keep sitting here at work with my foot elevated and wrapped in ice until it's time to go home and pack.
In light of my recent injury, I think everyone should click on all my ads twice today. Namaste.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
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