Ninja Pajamas, and other good things.

He asked.

I said, "YES! YES! YES! A THOUSAND TIMES YES!!!!"

After jumping around for about 10 minutes, and screaming until I couldn't swallow, I opened the little blue box that was sporting some serious bling.

I am so happy!

Have you ever wondered, if you had a German, and you were to call him at 11pm when he was asleep in Montana, what he would say? Well, I'll tell you. He would say:

"You need... You need to listen to... to listen to the sni...sneck... You need to listen to the snecky snot! (sighs of exasperation)"

Mama Erickson says, "There's nothing to be depress about it. Ok, bye bye."

"There will be a cloud of smoke above Little Rock soon - of burned food, of anger and of shame that the world's richest nation couldn't organise a p**s up in a brewery and lets Americans starve while they arrogantly observe petty regulations.
" - An unnamed british aid worker.

Also, I sincerely hope that any donations you are personally making do not go to the paragon of fiscal irresponsibility, the American Red Cross. (Have they hired Ken Lay yet? It might improve things). My personal choice is World Vision. There are a thousand articles about mismanagement in the American Red Cross, so here's a quick link to get you started.

I love things like this. Please note the designation, this story is TRUE.

Yesterday, I was checking out Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince on amazon.com. Oh, no, not for me, for some ... little kid I know. Anyway. I, proudly, was the first to vote for Cathy.

Who is Cathy, you ask? Why, she's Joe Ekaitis's wife. She likes cream in her coffee, and looks great in purple! Joe photographed her enjoying the latest Harry Potter branded object of mass hysteria and posted it to the "customer images" portion. I checked again today and it seems that while the other customer images draw lackluster voting (3 here, 2 there), Cathy, in just 24 hours, has whipped up a storm of internet controversy! 22 of 40 people found this image helpful! This means that 22 people out there are decidedly pro-Cathy, and 18 people think she's unhelpful!

This is rediculous! She's a net celebrity in the making! Vote for Cathy!

Some incredibly brilliant mind started a blog called Absolutely Correct. It is so well written, humorous, biting, and brilliant that it blows my mind. It is everything this blog, which is a link dump, can never be.

Guess-the-Google is a fun little flash game that challenges you to guess the search term when presented with google image search results. Difficulty: European spelling, things like "indigestion" and "bling". No centaurs, yet.

My high score: 370

There's a new item in kingdom of loathing that I wish I could send to a special someone, but he's not a player, so I'm posting the item here:


urinal cake

Okay, it's surprisingly tasty, but this really isn't something you should give to anyone you actually like. I guess it's the perfect way to say "thanks for looting my clan," or "thanks for PvPing the crap out of me," or just "I'm not feeling all right today, I'm not feeling that great."

Type: food
Selling Price: 50 Meat.
Gift Item

If only you could combine that with coffee... then you'd really have something there...

Thanks also to Duggles for pointing out to me the Phallic Logo Awards (pretty SFW) in a post on my super-cute boyfriend's site.

Another week goes by, and I continue to fail to put anything here but cute pictures of my boyfriend. Yeah, I can't think of anything else to say. Look at my boyfriend! Isn't he CUTE!

My friends want me to move to Seattle. I think it may be a little too close to Canada.

Oh yeah, then there's India.

Oh yeah, I've been playing Diner Dash. It's pretty fun. If you are thinking about cracking it instead of buying it, be careful. Not that I would ever do anything remotely like that, but if I did without really paying attention, I might find my computer totally overloaded with spyware. To the point where my net connection wouldn't work. And Ayric might have to come from Seattle, and he might have to clean off like a million instances of bad things. Good thing I wouldn't do something like that, eh? There are cracks that work, but the path to them is fraught with treachery. There is no honor among theives.

So yeah, none of this makes sense or whatever, but yeah. Right.

Apple, orange, pomegranate, grape, mango, lime. Collective label: Fruit

Aspen, pine, bonsai, madrona, fir. Collective label: Tree

Nail file, scissors, gun, corkscrew, match, golf clubs, value-sized deoderant. Collective label: "Threat Object"

Yeah, I thought that was stupid, too. I saw it on the news in a reference to airline security, blah blah blah. Then I realized that is a really good euphamism.

"Then he whipped out his "threat object" and it was less like a baseball bat, and more like a match. A paper one. That got wet."

"Holy crap, that spicy mexican turned you into a threat object!"

"Don't point your threat object at me."

"If you get near my girlfriend, I might have to cut you. Like with a threat object."

Post your own! Whoopee!

Alrighty, even though some people forgot (YKWYA!!), I had a great birthday. More pics with Keri, Dan, and crew pending.

I had a breif stint as a Finger Cot Model and am famous for such as far away as Seattle.

I've discovered that most men are an incarnation of Tucker Max, or they really want to be one. I think I've dated an even more evil version of Tucker Max. This is about three days worth of good read. I've also started using "Tucker Max" in conversation a lot. "You think you are Tucker Max, don't you?" "You wish you were Tucker Max." "How very Tucker Max of you." I think most people just think I'm referring to some kind of Raoul Duke or Holden Caufield type literary character. But of course, almost no one is self confident enough to claim ignorance. But now YOU can be IN THE KNOW! Because of ME!


Of course, after a friend of mine actually met Sarah Jane at a Playboy Mansion party, and later read her description of the same party, I've come to believe that stories people post online are incredibly, incredibly overblown. Basically everything she said happened was an outright lie. But anyway, the stories are entertaining. (I can't find the blog thingie for her, but I'm not really that interested, anyway. You shouldn't be, neither)

Also entertaining is the Tard Blog. Read the FAQ first, and start with Riti's first post. You will love Augusta. Trust me. And Don't TOUCH ME!

Ann Coulter weighs in on the torture and murder of Terri Schiavo

I know this is supposed to be a good things blog and be basically links and things. I am seriously considering breaking off and starting another blog so that these more depressing and political things are somewhere more appropriate. I've also wanted to write some commentary, humor, and whatnot, but have long felt that this was not the place for it.

So, you know. Sorry. But in this instance, my heart is breaking.

Do you trust me enough to go to penisland.net? How about roastersexchange.com?

Toons...

Perry Bible Fellowship - Beautifully rendered giggle puns.

If I haven't already sent you this, it means that I don't love you. Tiaras for your special occassion!

Flash...

Ninja!

F*ing Kangaroo!

On a more serious note, Terri is still hungry.

"Imagine to appear with your German at parties, family events, or just hang out with them at the local shopping center.

No matter which occasion you choose, you will surely impress your environment by presenting an original German."



Also, this blew my mind. I've watched it four times. It's mesmerizing.

This is what I wrote to my congressman today:

Re: Terri Schiavo

Dear Rep. Blumenauer -

She can laugh, she can open her eyes, she can breathe on her own. She can track a balloon and have meaningful, if limited, interaction with her loved ones. Please let Terry Schiavo live instead of being starved to death in an inhumane, unusual method of punishment for a crime that is not hers.

- Ada Erickson

Please take a few minutes to learn about Terri Schiavo and the current events in her life, and write your congressman. This is going to vote in a few hours. Make your voice heard. Despite party lines, let us choose life.

So if you've been reading along with us, you caught Keri's personal ad on craigslist that I posted in January before it disappeared into the ephemera.

I met her. She is incredible beyond words. I am platonically in love!

Why is it that people look at me askance when I say I'm a Christian? Ok, now I get it. Each slide gets even more and more... gah, I don't even know how to put it.

This is hilarious. Oh, and for those of you that know me, I have cured myself of that recent little malady and explained some past maladies with this book

...to this girl. Her personal ad made me laugh out loud. I wish I could come up with something so witty!

I'm not the only one who has certain strong feelings.

I forgot that there used to be tan m&ms. How could I forget that? Remember tan? Remember tan! That should be a teeshirt. Never forget tan.

Take a gander at this blog entry. Regardless of your political affiliation, you will probably find it interesting. That said, I'm committing to Amazon.