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October 23, 2006

34 Dots

Okay, not really. I'm just being lazy and dotty.


  • Hey Robin. Whatcha doin' with that gun over on the right? As a reaction to National Novel Writing Month, Mrs. Kennedy has organized National Blog Posting Month. Pretty simple - post a blog entry a day, everyday, during the month of November. If you don't want to go for that craziness, she's encouraging you to at least delurk and comment like crazy. I mean, come on! It's the least you can do while the rest of us are blogging away, left with nothing but fleshless bones at the tips of our cold, cold fingers by the time the Thanksgiving leftovers are gone.

    I had intended to try NaNoWriMo this year, as I've got a novel idea, and an idea for a book, floating around my head. But I'm lazy, and blogging's easier than making shit up, so NaBloPoMo it is.

    Oh, and there are prizes and shit.

  • That asshole at Noodles and Company today, who angled his chair in such a way that I couldn't reach my child when she blew into the Temper Tantrum of the Century, and who ignored me when I asked him not once, but twice to move? I hope his mushroom stroganoff gave him the shits. He deserves them. He also deserved it when I pushed him out of the way with my ass. I know that having a big ass doesn't fit into what is considered asthetically pleasing in an American woman, but damn if it doesn't come in handy when I go off and forget my battering ram at home.

  • My friend Kim in Arizona makes the best cookies in the world. Seriously. There was a big box of them waiting for me when I got home from the noodle/tantrum/asshole fiasco. Thank you, Kim! I don't know what you do to make your cookies so wonderful, and that bugs the hell out of me. But I love them (and you) nonetheless.

  • I have to make a tutu with spiderwebs on it tomorrow.

  • Ipods turned five years old today. I've written a response to that Salon article in my head, but I'm too lazy to fish it out. Doesn't matter, because most of it involved me, yelling, "Preach it, Mr. Manjoo!". Maybe tomorrow.

  • The two best searches that lead people to my blog today? "Delicious ass" and "tomato like an ass". There's nothing like a delicious ass with some fresh basil and a few slabs of buffalo mozzerella, that's for sure.

    Posted by Robin at October 23, 2006 09:41 PM

    Comments

    One time I was at a totally snobby yarn store and it was tiny and my purse is very big. There was a table set up where the female spawns of satan were sitting around talking about how they were going to take over the world and where they got their shoes. I asked a couple of times if this one woman could scoot her chair in because I could not get past her to get to the yarn...She just gave me a look that let me know that I was indeed a few rungs lower on the evolutionary scale so I just did a Matrix move (well, I turned to leave because I was sooo pissed off but making it seem like I meant to do it is so gangsta) and I nailed that bitch upside the head with my purse. Amazingly enough, she moved...

    Posted by: Tina at October 24, 2006 06:18 AM

    Did I see the words "comment like crazy?" Well here I am! ;)

    Speakin' of yarn... Racing season is over and Knitting season is here!

    Posted by: Debbie at October 24, 2006 10:36 AM

    I'm glad you liked the cookies. As for why they taste so good. Well that is my little secret, but a big part of it is the love that goes into them and the love for making them and the people who recieve them happy.

    Kim

    Posted by: Kim at October 24, 2006 11:44 AM

    mmmm ... tomatoes.

    Where did yo see prizes? There are prizes for blogging? I mean, I already signed up but I missed the part about the prizes. I loooooovvvveee prizes.

    Posted by: lynsalyns at October 24, 2006 01:19 PM

    I have been randomly cracking up about the utility of a larger-scale (tomato-y?) ass all day.

    Posted by: michelle/weaker vessel at October 24, 2006 02:52 PM

    You were just flaunting your delicious tomato ass to Mr. Stroganoff. Letting him know what he's missing out on.

    Posted by: Dixie at October 24, 2006 03:10 PM