Apr 30, 2007

Small and Envious (That's Me.)

Okay, there are too many serious and depressing things that I feel like I should comment on, so instead I'm opting for a more flippant post. Sure, call me shallow, but I'm fighting off a headache and am losing. Anyway, the 2007 Smallest Coolest Apartment Contest is currently going on over at Apartment Therapy and it's making me seriously jealous. See, I've got a small apartment and cool stuff...but nothing that coheres into a small, cool apartment. Because in this case size does matter. One studio, when filled with two people's stuff, does not look so hot. However, I can ogle an assortment of lovely apartments (and some total rubbish) and fantasize about entering next year's contest....

As I keep reminding myself, we're moving soon.

Apr 27, 2007

Boogying Bush Bangs a Bongo

Pretty snifty alliteration, huh? Huh? Yeah, so Bush does a little dance, plays a little drum, and generally gets down for malaria.

See, you may think that there isn't much for him to dance about these days, but you'd be wrong. Our fearless leader has devised a foolproof new plan, ready for implementation in Iraq: He's sending in the security kitties.

Apr 24, 2007

Not Your Usual Book Light

I just love the awesomely clever Book of Lights. Both versions just scream instant atmosphere. Wouldn't the desk lamp version be a cheeky yet appropriate note in a library or study? You know, the iconic gentleman's study with the mahogany desk, quilted leather chair, decanter of port, and bookshelves laden with embossed volumes and Oriental exotica. And likely an old British guy sitting in a smoking jacket and slippers, puffing on his pipe and recalling his youthful exploits in Indja with the regiment. And the streetlight version would look fantastic on a side table or shelf in an entryway or foyer. Oh, or they could work as night-lights in children's rooms. Am so glad that these are actually being produced for sale—I'd seen pictures of the desk lamp version previously, but thought it was a one-off. I think I may need one of these in my next apartment.

Apr 23, 2007

Hot and Dead

No, this is not a post about necrophilia. Just two movie recommendations. I saw Hot Fuzz over the weekend and can heartily recommend it. It's written/directed by Edgar Wright and stars much of the cast of Shaun of the Dead, which, I must say, is only the second zombie movie that didn't scare the shit out of me. (The original Night of the Living Dead was the first, but it certainly didn't make me laugh the way Shaun of the Dead did. Obviously.)

So yeah. Very, very funny. And Simon Pegg is surprisingly attractive minus a few pounds, some facial hair, and much of Shaun's schlubbiness.

Apr 19, 2007

Trifles for Your Amusement

As I'm taking a comp day tomorrow, I'm in rather a good mood. Thus I have decided to spread joy throughout the Intertubes.

Yes, I know that this letter is a hoax, but I don't care. It's still funny.

Now watch this lazy-ass cat.

That's all for now. I'ma go enjoy my three-day weekend.

Apr 18, 2007

Gives New Meaning to the Phrase "Doggy-Style"


On a lighter note, this is recockulous: You can now buy your dog his own sex doll. Thanks for pointing me to that one, Zack.

Women's Problems

Oh, today just keeps getting better. Of course, we're all still reeling in the aftermath of the Virginia Tech shootings. Then I read about the Supreme Court's decision to uphold the ban on partial-birth abortion. It's not that I'm thrilled by the idea of partial-birth abortion; I'm not. But I think upholding the ban is a horrible, horrible idea. It takes options away from doctors who, I would venture to guess, know (and care) a helluva lot more about women's health than politicians do. Moreover, this is a sign of regression. I'm terrified that the scenario proposed by Roberta Combs, president of the Christian Coalition of America, may come to pass (as quoted by the Times):

“With today’s Supreme Court decision, it is just a matter of time before the infamous Roe v. Wade decision in 1973 will also be struck down by the court.”

And here's the next bit of misogynistic bullshit. Apparently, some ultra-Orthodox bus lines in Israel require that women move to the back of the bus or potentially face harassment or violence. Sound familiar? Now writer Naomi Ragen has rallied a group of women to file a lawsuit, earning her the moniker "the Jewish Rosa Parks." Good for her. There may be hope yet.

Apr 16, 2007

Overheard on Muni

Forgot to post this tidbit from last weekend:

Teen girl exiting train to friends: Bye! I'll call you after I drug the cat!
—Muni L train, San Francisco

I do hope that's a euphemism for something.

Apr 13, 2007

Also Hilarious: Anne Frank

See? I've said it before and I'll say it again: Helen Keller jokes are funny.

Apr 10, 2007

The Creme de la Creme

Oh. My. God. This nearly brings tears to my eyes. Of course, I a) have had a very frustrating day and b) am hormonal. I now want to make one of these and live off it for the remainder of the year. I won't eat anything else, just nibble on my giant egg. You are my hero, Macro Snax. Way to combat the sad trend of decreasing Cadbury Creme Egg size.

Apr 9, 2007

Sol LeWitt, Plus Overheard at the Whitney

Oh, Sol LeWitt died. That's too bad. I saw the 2000 LeWitt show at the Whitney and the 2005 exhibit on the roof of the Met; both were great fun. Very vibrant, both expressive and painstaking. As a bonus, I overheard one of the best conversations ever while at the Whitney exhibit. A middle-aged Waspy couple was staring at one of the massive tinker-toyish sculptures. The wife whispered to her husband, "Maybe we could put that next to the fountain."

Riiiight.

Apr 6, 2007

OMG!!! BUNNIES!!!!

Okay, here's something to make your Easter weekend: 23 pages of rabbity goodness. Yes, my friends, 23 pages of bunny pictures.
Have you the stamina to resist the cute? I think not.

Apr 5, 2007

For Your Easter Basket

Since it's nearly Easter, I figured some of you might want some last-minute suggestions if you need to get someone a present or otherwise want to celebrate the Great Bunny Day. (Jesus who?)

If you're one of those Peeps people (Peeple?) take your love of the marshmallow creatures to a whole new level with Peeps: A Candy-Coated Tale. Which you can read while snuggling against these pillows.

For some reason Easter seems to bring out the cutesy crazies in us all. I've never been one of those people who enjoys dressing up my iPod, but wouldn't it look awfully cute in a bunny suit? Along similarly illogical lines, why not deck the tea kettle and your eggs as well?

Oh yeah—and buy me one (or more) of these awesome little flop-eared chocolate bunnies. Awww...mmmmm.... Can't...fight...conflicting emotions...both good.

Apr 4, 2007

Curious George and the Man Behind the Shrub

It's a Bush/Cheney twofer today.

If you watch only one creepy, creepy video this year, make it this one. It's a cinematic tour de force on the part of the cameraman.

Oh, and "Pay no attention to that man behind the shrubbery" may be the best comment ever.

On a less eerie note, have a giggle at the tale of Curious George and the banister.

Apr 3, 2007

Two Bads Can Equal a Good

What happens when you combine two things I don't like, Alanis Morissette and the loathsome Black Eyed Peas song "My Humps"? You get this surprisingly funny video.

Apr 2, 2007

£20,000 for That Face? Her?


There's something tragic about the story of Shahnaz Khan, a woman who has spent £20,000 on face lifts, peels, permanent makeup, the surgical construction of a dimple, etc., all in the hope of landing a wealthy husband. It would be weird but not nearly as pathetic if she said that she'd had all these surgeries for herself—most of us do some sort of sprucing up or other to please ourselves, be it dyeing hair, getting tattoos, or even just wearing certain clothes. But devoting a decade of your life and all of your money to completely overhauling your appearance specifically for the purpose of attracting a spouse is...well, degrading. Even sadder (and yes, I do feel rather bitchy writing this) is paying that much money for a face that's only moderately attractive. (And the tattooed eyebrows were definitely a mistake.)
Perhaps Khan wouldn't be a 41-year-old virgin baselessly pinning her hopes on a man she hadn't spoken to in 10 years (and has yet to go on a single date with) if she'd spend the last decade socializing and dating instead of spending all her time and money undergoing repeated cosmetic surgeries.

Mr. F's Shoes


Why do I think Tobias would love these shoes? Weeeird.