Showing posts with label you're welcome. Show all posts
Showing posts with label you're welcome. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

After inviting myself to Thanksgiving dinner

at my favorite cousin's house, I received this image in my email-















because I have the most delicious recipe for "White Trash Veggie Casserole," if you want it. And, I should warn you at the outset, the term "veggie" is applied very loosely in the construction of this culinary delight. That being said, it is one of those dishes for which there are NEVER any leftovers.

Southern culture on the skids is yummy, people. I'm just sayin.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

hahahahahahahaha



David Alan Grier, you look super hot in that ruffly, banana yellow shirt, dude.

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Oh, Debates.

You should check this site when you get a chance. It's called "The Lincoln-Douglas Debates of 1858 (Slight Return)," and it's moderated by Charlie Gibson and George Stephanopoulos. It's gorgeous. Thanks to my dear friend, AWS, for the link.

Monday, April 14, 2008

I need to get a gun

Or a machete of some kind. And canned food. Lots of canned food.

54%



Strikes against me:

1) Apparently, people living in big cities with dense populations are especially screwed in the case of The Undead Apocalypse. So, that's no good, really.
2) No car. Stupid Zombie-infested public transportation.
3) Over-reliance on grocery delivery.
4) Lack of weaponry.

Things in my favor:

1) Good situational reasoning.
2) Abiding love for All-Things-Zombie (and the associated knowledge accompanying that minor obsession).
3) Physical fitness (people probably think I started running in order to look better in a swimsuit, Ha! it was all for the zombies).
4) Good sense of direction.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Que Hora Es



This made me laugh and laugh and laugh. (M, your recs are always wonderful.) I took Latin in high school (thanks, Nerdo!), but I remember my best friend, B--a very Southern, very Republican, Tennessee fan with whom I am still friends, against all odds--regaling us in the lunch room with her Spanish phrases. There is nothing as delicious as this phrase "El gato es muy grande" spoken with a thick Southern drawl.

It. Is. Awesome.

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Today

is the day is the day is the day that my dear Dr. E! is coming to see me. I have several things to do before her arrival. One of them is dance for joy...

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Happy Easter, ya'll

Since it is too cold in NY to actually wear new Easter shoes, I am playing online and listening to Pilate's Dream.

70's rock operas about zombified religious icons = Always Awesome (although, now that I think about it, there isn't really a zombie bit in JCS, which is why so many people got so pissed about it, I think. Well, that and all the dirty dirty with good old Mary Magdalene. Man, I love her.)

And here is a little Easter thought for you
(This image and its attached quotation is from The Nietzsche Family Circus):


















After the old god has been assassinated, I am ready to rule the world.