Fresh, Hot Wastes of Time

Peanut Butter Jelly Time
Cat scans
These guys are cool; and by cool, I mean totally sweet.
This man saves his nails. Sometimes he licks them.
Do you think that W.T.F. Ministries knows what they got themselves into with that name?
How to breakdance
Turtle sex

Look, people. Roaman’s is a fat lady catalog. Sizes 12-44. Are there really enough safety pins in the world to deal with the fact that all your damn models are size 2’s?

The average dress size in the United States is 14. If you see a size 14 woman on the street, she looks completely normal.

Kate Winslet was a size 12 after Titanic, and the tabloids called her fat. What is wrong with this picture?

Not that I’m a plus size activist or anything. I’m just a realist.

Well, we were going to go down to the ranch today to check out how badly it’s flooding (flood stage is 28 feet, current stage is 40 feet), but I slept really late so we ended up staying home. To atone for my laziness, we went and joined a health club this evening. They’re going to pump… (clap) me up!

Tonight we’re going out to eat at Castle Hill Cafe. I’ve never been there but I’ve been meaning to go for years. Check out the menu. Looks delish.

Here’s the newest hit from a search engine:

What does rat poo look like?

And for the record, I don’t have any pictures of Salma Hayek nude. And yes, it is Salma and not Selma. I’ve learned this, in the last few weeks.

I am the Rokusaburo Michiba-san of bargain shopping.

Walmart:

13 pairs panties for 2 yo.
1 shirt for 2 yo.
2 shirts for hub
3 pairs satin pajama bottoms for me.
6 shirts for me.
5 shirts for me.

= 30 items for $127.84

making that a grand total of $4.26 per item. Including tax.

Uh, yeah, so about that drinking thing. We went to a bar (Fadó, if you must know) and had one Guinness each and some food. Then a damn bum came and asked me for change and I said no and he said, “Hey, man, why are you in such a bad mood?” To which I replied that I just said no, for heaven’s sake, but a few steps later I thought up the stunning retort of, “Hey, man, why are you a damn beggar?” and hub and I regaled ourselves quoting American Psycho (“Well, Al, why don’t you get a fucking job? You reek of shit!”) to each other and I decided that I was going to tell the next beggar to feed me a stray cat, only there weren’t any more beggars.

The kids are in Houston, and we’re going drinking, dammit.

Would you like a communion wafer with that? Or don’t Baptists use the wafer? Anyway, a big ol’ Baptist church in Houston opened a McDonalds in the church.
“Do not use intimately.” and other stupid warning labels.
Are you a survivor? Take the quiz and find out.
Richie has an itchie down his pants. Help him scratch it.
Anti-fur activists go on rampage, destroy fur. Only it’s fake fur.
What’s your Blogwhore quotient? Mine’s 25-49%.
What’s your nerd quotient? Mine’s 42.40%.

I just finished Neverwinter Nights. Good game! Now I’m going to have to download some modules.