Can’t help it.
October 21st, 2009
If JT wants to bring sexy back, I kinda just wanna let him.
This is about:
Chris gaines.
October 21st, 2009
Just wondering if Garth Brooks’ Vegas comeback will include his alter-ego. Gosh, I sure do hope so.
This is about:
Then nuts made me think of:
October 21st, 2009
Ruthie J, yer hilarious. Nutty, even.
Rube Goldberg Machine from Class 10/09 from Ruthie on Vimeo.
This is about:
Humpday jamz c/o “friend poll”
October 21st, 2009
Meaning I asked a buncha kids, okay, it’s Wednesday, what should the song be. Them: Hmmmm. Me: Deeeeeee’s Nuts. The obvious solution:
It’s highly likely I was singing this song in this picture. Eazy-E kinda grew me up.
But then, there is something nice:
Something that makes us think of Pauly Shore (perhaps?):
Or geetar:
This is about:
Brought to you by the Moscow Mule.
October 18th, 2009
Because apparently you can imbibe like thirty of them and then in the morning feel like a hundred bucks and not one of those days where you sleep til 4pm, swearing over and over “I’ll never drink again.” We even capped the mules with whisky nighties, which if you don’t know what a mosky mule is, the sign at the party said: fresh ginger, mint, lime and lots and lots of vodka. Soaring, we were. And today, I’m actually an upright citizen. Indeed. The day after nearly as choice as the sunset. You can’t see in the picture, but there’s probably someone in black bringing me something to eat. Ha. What recession.
This is about:
Leo (july 23- august 22)
October 17th, 2009
“… ‘Noah’s ark was built by amateurs, while the Titanic was built by professionals.’ How exactly does this apply to you?… You’re in a phase when a good imagination will count for more than strict logic, when innocent enthusiasm will take you further than know-it-all expertise, and when all the work you do should have a playful spirit fueled by a beginner’s mind.”
This one is staying in my pocket for the next couple weeks. For sure.
This is about:
iPix: I’m happy, l’ulz.
October 16th, 2009
This horoscope I got is one I’d like make everyone read every word to. But instead, I’ll just smile. Thank the god it’s a Friday like every other desk-chained spirit. Fly eagles, soar. Let your freedom be your guide.
Please note, the shirt. Signed by all the emcess of Jurassic 5. From the way-back. (A shout-out to Hilary O’Brien, my brother. And bandmate: TheShameonYous.com.)