I had a dream last night in which John McCain told me he was looking forward to becoming the King of Afghanistan. I asked him if he was totally nuts and he got all huffy with me.
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I had a dream last night in which I was able to tell George Bush and Dick Cheney exactly what I think of them to their faces. To my surprise, they actually felt really bad and tried to make it up to me by bringing me flowers.
See anything amiss with the items listed on the window?
Storefront on Los Feliz Blvd., taken with my iPhone
Stoked on the Maggie Smith and Sela Ward. Not too sure about the Stevie Nicks, and I have no idea who those other women are (except Eliza Dushku - she was on Buffy!)
Who do you look like?
Check out this link of Cracked magazine’s 25 Most Baffling Toys from Around the World. Not surprisingly, most are from Japan. They have a very odd fetish with toys related to poop.
My favorites are #16, #14, #10 (especially this one, I about died laughing) and #5 (it was Raging Emo that did it).
This is a link to a sketch that was cut from last week’s Saturday Night Live. It’s a parody of a commercial for the iPhone, and it almost made me pee my pants.
Before you send hate mail, let me include the disclaimer that I have several law enforcement officers in my family, so it’s not the idea of punching police in the face that I find so funny. You shouldn’t punch police officers. Not nice, not a good idea. It’s just Jason Sudeikis’ delivery - “It’s the only thing that keeps me sane these days. Well…that and the meth.”
Somebody else found my blog by googling “how long does it take a pregnant rabbit to have kittens”.
At first I was like, are you fucking kidding me? What the hell is wrong with you people? A rabbit does not have kittens.
Turns out, they do.
Look! It’s me as a Simpsons character!
Now my life is complete.
(If you want to do this to yourself, click here)
This is a fun little game. Try naming all fifty states in ten minutes. Can you do it? I got 49 out of 50. I forgot Indiana. The first thing I said to Hawk was “my dad wouldn’t have forgotten Indiana”.
You want to read something really disturbing?
Part of me thinks it has to be a joke. There are so many things wrong with this, I don’t know where to start. First of all, I know body dysmorphic disorder (BDD), or as she calls it here, body identity integrity disorder (BIID), is a real psychological disorder. And it’s serious. Many people who suffer from anorexia and bulimia have BDD.
But this is the part that kills me:
I think BIID will stay taboo until people get together and bring it out. A hundred years ago, it was taboo to be gay in many societies, and 50 years ago the idea of transsexuals was abhorrent to most. I have tried to make the condition more understood but it is difficult to get a case out in the open by yourself.
Yeah it’s fucking TABOO to cut your limbs off because you can’t “see yourself with legs”. “To the general public, people like me are sick and strange”. I don’t think you’re strange, lady, but I do think that you are sick, that you have a psychological disorder, and that you need serious therapeutic help. Comparing what she chose to do to herself to being gay or transsexual is ridiculous and offensive.
Her husband is a complete loser for not getting her the help she SO obviously needs. And what happens when she cuts the other leg off and then decides that she can’t see herself with arms? Will he “support her decision” then, too? And what is she teaching her kids?
I’m usually of the opinion that whatever makes you happy, as long as it doesn’t hurt yourself or anyone else, is OK, but sorry, this crosses the line for me. I’m angry that the people around her didn’t do more to stop her. And it pisses me off that she seems to think she’s some amazing strong person for finally accomplishing her “goal” (“I am that kind of person - I never fail.”). You’re a piece of work, for sure, lady, but nothing about you is admirable.
