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I talk to strangers, run with scissors and make inappropriate conversation in almost any environment. I'm also a design geek with a passion for color, layout and boobs. Especially boobs.

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It’s About to Get Ugly

Thursday, February 18th, 2010

I made a new internet-friend the other day, HellaChella, who as I’ve previously discussed cannot help me move, lend me money or bring me a sandwich…  What she can do, though, is make a bad ass sock puppet zombie.
It is because of that fact, that I am writing this post today.  You see, she’s got [...]

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Hey Everybody, I think I have SAD

Thursday, February 11th, 2010

I hate the winter.  It’s no surprise to anyone who knows me.  I hate being cold, and will argue to the death that winter is the deadliest of seasons.  I hate the snow and the wind and the freezing conditions.  I love Christmas, but it’s the kickoff to a terrible season.
First of all, about the [...]

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I Wish I Was a Bear

Wednesday, January 13th, 2010

I say this for a number of reasons:

I’d be a huge, virtually unstoppable force with giant claws.
Although dangerous, I’d look cuddly as shit.
Id’ eat fresh fish and camper’s food with the occasional hiker.
Giant claws (worth a 2nd mention)
I’d waste less time waiting for a bathroom.
I could hibernate and skip all this Winter bullshit.

I wouldn’t necessarily [...]

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Uncle Buck Parenting

Friday, January 8th, 2010

While watching Uncle Buck last night, two things immediately came to mind and were constantly re-confirmed:

John Candy was the most lovable, sincere & funny actors of our time and I still miss knowing he’s around.
I will base my parenting on his character in Uncle Buck.

“Wow, this guy really likes John Candy.”  Yes.  Yes I do.  [...]

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I’m Casket Shopping

Monday, January 4th, 2010

My birthday is on the horizon.  January 20th, to be specific.  I’m turning *long dramatic pause*
29
Oh, that’s not old enough for you?  You’ve got 40 years on me?  You own shoes older than me?  Why are you being a dick about it?  It’s way older than I was when I was 23, which is the [...]

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