I *heart* Julia Sugarbaker (and the rest of the Designing Women cast)

Found this on Facebook/NPR today and thought it was funny. Here's the link and my rant.

http://www.npr.org/blogs/monkeysee/2009/05/a_designing_women_game_write_y.html?sc=fb&cc=fp

I would rather spend two hours sharing SPINACH DIP with TONYA HARDING than watch a woman who apparently purchased her intellect at VALUE VILLAGE for $4.82, chase twenty-five men with biceps made of TIN, and heads packed with COCOA PUFFS.

Because when future generations look upon what we have left for them, which may by then be little more than THE AMAZON DEFORESTATION and millions of non-biodegradable IPODSs, I fear they will conclude that they would have welcomed bread and circuses if only they had realized the alternative was BUGLES and JON AND KATE PLUS 8.

[sits down and crosses arms, but then immediately stands back up]

And let me tell you a little something about romance: Handing out roses like you are a mascot throwing BUTTERFINGERS to the assembled hooligans at a TWINS GAME is not my idea of romance. Romance is a man who knows the difference between JOHN KENNEDY and JOHN LENNON and who is capable of putting on a PASHMINA without scratching his head as if he is connecting a POWER CORD without the instruction manual.

So do not ask yourself why I do not particularly enjoy a television show where the assembled male candidates represent romantic prospects inferior to the workers on the night shift at the SUBWAY in BIRMINGHAM ALABAMA. Ask yourself whether, after a lifetime playing with a cultural POKEMON and dancing on the grave of ANNE SHIRLEY, you will ever...recover...your dignity.

LOVE IT!!!

Coming soon: Terrible poetry from terrible people

New blog, courtesy of Al Pal over at http://onlyadropinthebucket.blogspot.com/. Haven't decided on the true format yet, but get excited! (And start pulling out that poetry because...that's right, this blog will feature none other than fabulous you! (If you want your name printed of course, you can always stay anon with it.)

Three song picks of the day

For some reason or another, I have three songs stuck in my head, on repeat. Share a bit of my world for a minute. No judgment please.

1. Fighter (Christina Aguilera)

Yes, I realize it's Christina, and pop crap, but it does make me feel a little bit better about life knowing that everything is a test and everything I do will make me that much better.

'Cause it makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
Makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
It makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter

2. Superman, aka Scrubs soundtrack

Two words: Zach Braff. Enough said. Should be an anthem for anyone in the nonprofit/service/helper fields. Seriously.

Well I know what I've been told
Gotta break free to break the mold
But I can't do this all on my own
No I can't do this all on my own
I know that I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman

3. Somebody More Like You (Nickel Creek)

Just because I adore a good break up song.

I didn't hear you say you're sorry
The fault must be mine
I wish you all the best of luck
At finding somebody more like you

Transitions abound!

I haven't posted awhile, and I don't have a good excuse other than the fact that seasons turn and transitions happen. I will be moving out of the college house in another week and a half and into a new apartment with a semi-shady landlord team Roseville, MN. I have finished all but one class for my reading license, putting me effectively in post-school let-down mode this week. You know the feeling, the feeling of being so worked-up, that when you no-longer have anything to do, you don't know what you do with yourself, fall into a deep depression, and sleep for 15+ hours. Maybe you don't know the feeling, but that's my feeling. I will be on and off the Internet for the next couple of weeks with moving stuff, but I promise a more stunning update or more exciting topic next time. Please suggest a topic too!

Mmmmm...Green Smoothies!!! (Like anyone cares!)

You Are a Green Smoothie

You are a conscientious, health oriented person. You like fresh, whole foods. You have an open mind about life. You enjoy all sorts of things, and you're not picky. In fact, you believe the best things in life tend to be underrated or a bit intimidating. You are bold and daring. You enjoy taking risks and living life to the fullest.

What Flavor Smoothie Are You?

Excuse to visit Paris! Anyone?

You Belong in Paris

Stylish and expressive, you were meant for Paris. The art, the fashion, the wine! Whether you're enjoying the cafe life or a beautiful park... You'll love living in the most chic place on earth.

What City Do You Belong In?

I always knew I was a closet New Yorker!

You Belong in the East Village

A little bit arty, a little bit punk - you seem to set trends that many people follow. It's likely that you're an academic of sorts, even if it's just on the weekends.

Where Should Your Inner New Yorker Live?