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And now that I've read and LOL'ed at even more of the site - HOLY SHIT!!!

Okay, I guess I'm a Wonder Woman fan now, too.

Y'know, y'all can keep that invisible airplane, but the Lasso of Truth stuff was always hott.

Lynda Carter.

Oh. Oh yes.

In Fawcett City, the streets are paved with poo.

Of all the people I thought would post the boner panels, stavros was 28th on the list.

Chortling at boners and goatse-ing plutos...I think we need to update 9622 to TV14. Sorry, tweeners.

Those are a few of my favorite things!

Tomorrow is Miguel's birthday, but I hardly even feel like drinking since he's gone.

Which doesn't mean you won't, of course. Think globally, drink locally.

I'll force myself.

Bari and I returned earlier tonight from a wonderful weekend spent with Tizzie (and about a thousand Achievers) at Lebowski Fest. Many oat sodas, caucasians, and what-have-you were consumed in an effort to stay limber. And it was great to meet Mr. Tizzie and their seven million dogs.

How were "They Might Be Giants?"

I thought they were great. Vidiot had seen them before, and thought it was not their best show - but I am a f*ing amateur, so I'm easily impressed.

Didn't have time to upload pics to Flickr last night, but the whole weekend was great fun. The costumes at the bowling alley Saturday night were priceless - so much creative genius put to such a warped purpose is always inspirational!

Speaking of warped genius, the guy who opened for TMBG, Corn Mo, was incredible. A musical Sam Kinison, with an accordion.

I can't really begin to wrap my brain around Plutse, but man oh man, I'm tooooootally sticking it in my email sig here at work.

I'm glad a fun time was had by all. Did anyone feed the monkey, man?

Incidentally, I was just despamming the site and I decided to leave this comment. Because I think it's from a monkey and he's trying to escape the captors who make him wear a teeny sailor suit. We need to mobilize, team.

On the internet, no one knows you're a monkey.

I cannot imagine the context behind Plutse. What circumstances in a Disney cartoon would cause Pluto to have to fluff his haunches? My brain hurts.

Corn Mo is a true original, that's for sure. That's excellent that he'd open for The They.

I'm glad you-all had a great time. I cannot wait (I CANNOT WAIT) to see the pics of the festivities.

I stayed home and didn't drink enough. I promise to try harder this weekend.

Happy birthday, Miguel, wherever you are!
Speaking of aging, here is a little story about someone who is alive today thanks to the USA Patriot Act.

I went to pick up Vidiot and Bari at the airport on Friday, and they had met a charming new acquaintance on their flight. So after the greetings, the new acquaintance says to me, "So you must be {Vidiot's} mom!"

And because there are no weapons in airports, she lives.

Actually, I didn't mind that much. It meant that for the rest of the weekend, I could say things to Vidiot like "Your shoe's untied! Stand up straight! Did you clean your room?"

I was wearing loafers. Loafers!

But she did make sure I wore sunblock, ate my vegetables (do cheese grits and fried green tomatoes count?), and didn't go get a drink without getting her one.

I wanted to tell the woman in the airport that my mom was a slut and had me when she was really young. But something made me think that wouldn't go over too well either.

(And yes, Migs, feliz aniversario.)

Lebowski Fest pix TK (dammit, I didn't take the camera to work today, and realized it when it was too late to turn around), but I've got a report up on my site.

I would chalk up that little incident to the fact that you're both gorgeous blondes, frankly.

(Though I've always suspected that Vidiot is a bottle-blonde.)

Oh, and hey!

Missed Connection with Chico Bangs (w4m)

Chico, I SAW you on the 7 platform today. How weird is that? It was right after they put the train out of service and there were like 18 million people on the platform, so rather than risking Who-concert-like death I decided to wait outside in the relative safety of the stairwell. Then, of course, I was accosted by a man who wanted to tell me all about the benefits of a raw food diet.

I tried to telepathically summon you, but no. My psychic cries went unheard. You had already gotten on the train next to the 12-Angry-Men guy.

Dana's got a link to this heartwarming story about our chimp-brethern (sistern?) enjoying a well-deserved, cozy retirement.

And thank you very much, brittney, for posting this. Any other bloggers who can shine a light on this dark story have my eternal gratitude.

My pleasure.

I kind of want to drive all the way to Trenton to fuck some people up myself.

Oh, dana, I had a black cloud over my head at that point in the morning the size of a throw rug. I was pissed. I was blocking all telepathy so I could safely brood over how my 20-minute commute had stretched to just over an hour, and I was at the point where I was going to shove my way onto that train if I had to kill and dispose of three old people to do it.

You would have been a welcome respite from all that. Damn.

We should grab a drink sometime soon.

And that dog story is revolting. Not only are they heartless, but they've blackmailed an entire town into silence.

I wonder where else shit like that happens, and no one speaks up.

Update: aine42 and I went to several bitchin' joints last night, most notably this place, where we assuaged our troubled minds (life insurance agents EVERYWHERE!) and slightly sweaty netherparts (it was near 100 yesterday) with delicious cocktails, sweet sweet air conditioning, and mirth. Action photos, shoutouts and whatnot forthcoming from aine42!

Warning to the unwise: aine42 can outdrink a Russian colonel, which I am not. I nearly had to be tucked in.

9622.net: we assuaged our troubled minds and slightly sweaty netherparts

The NYT is on a roll.

One possibility is that the image in the mirror is assigned to a mental category of "Puzzling Other,"

That's like half the people I meet.

I think we should sic the carnivorous mice on those jerkoffs in Trenton TN.

Photos! Photos! Photos!

(And Chico, I will *buy* you a drink if you help me dispose of *my* dead old people.)

Aww, Fes, you held your own pretty well. And besides, you were one or two beers ahead of me, if I recall.

Photos coming soon. I kinda forgot to bring the right memory card with me to work today (d'oh!) so it'll have to wait until I get home.

Vidiot has achieved. His Lebowski Fest pics are up.

Count me in next year. If I have to quit my job and leave my family, I'll be there.

And I'll have my Creedence.

"Now this is something I just don't get"

I even (by now) get most of the references ("abides" - heh!) but I still don't appreciate either the movie or the cult that's been built around it. I vaguely remember watching the movie, but don't remember thinking there was anything really special there.

Sorry. Diff'rent strokes, I guess.

Heh. All the sudden, Flickr becomes MeFi.

And frankly, commish, more's the pity. I count myself as one of the lucky few that caught both Fargo and Lebowski opening night. I only had to sneak into one of them due to age restrictions.

Hmph. First asshat I've encountered on Flickr.

Why this movie makes me so damn happy is hard to say, but it sure does.

Like when the guy is laying there in an iron lung, and his wife says, "He has health problems." That's comedy.

I vaguely remember watching the movie, but don't remember thinking there was anything really special there.

Well that's just like...your opinion, man.

Don't take any guff from that guy, Vidiot!

Why would Captain America do that?

Stav, have you been indoctrinated into a disturbing .gif cult?

Why would Captain America do that?

Because dangling 'em over balconies is so two years ago.

No, I mean, why would he hit them with his shin when everyone knows you're supposed to kick babies with the tip of your boot?

Or eat them.

Psst! I see that Tizzie has achieved, too.

Incidentally, as I drove to work today, I was serenaded by the dulcet tones of some freak called Tony Hightower, thanks to the sincere and reliable swappery of Ms. Towerbrave.

Very impressive work, Mr. Bangs.

I haven't listened to the rest of the disc yet, but will soon.

I also received Aine42's disc, which I enjoyed yesterday. Some good songs I have already, and some new to me that I should obviously have had.

Also, Snow Patrol is too loud. Can't those bastards keep it down like everyone else? On Aine's CD and on my Final Straw CD, it's just ridiculously loud in comparison to everything else on the disc.

The Replacements are practically whispering compared to these oafs.

I believe it's 'coz Snow Patrol's engineer is deaf. Or at least he is after working on their disk.

The photos from Fes' visit are up. They start here. Keep hittin' Next until you run out of photos. (There aren't all that many.)

Stav, have you been indoctrinated into a disturbing .gif cult?

The SA Forums. Sophomoric, yes, but liberally strewn with nuggets of comedy gold.

Speaking of videos, did you see this?

You mean speaking of sophomoric, right?

Fuck that guy.

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