Friday, July 11, 2008

The Weekender

It's Friday: if you're looking for serious, try The Onion.


Cause, you know...The Onion is satire...

ANYway, my brain is fried - I worked hard this week, man. Corralling advertisers, and sending stuff, and getting a website up. Oh yeah, check this out: Wesley21.

So soon I'm going to post a recipe that disappeared quicker this week than...

Quicker this week than...

Ah! The macarena.

But right now, it's all about cool, weird, random, strange, and awesome stuff. Like this:

I will never wear this. Ever. Cicada jewelry

Or this movie coming out, with supernaturally themes: Hellboy II is garnering rave reviews for director del Toro.

Who got this job? Sound of Jell-O wobbling recorded for architects competition . "What'd you do today, honey?" "Oh, you know. Made some tapes of Jell-O wobbling. The usual."

"Moooom, I'm bored."
"Here honey - start this list."
Every book Art Garfunkel has read since 1968

What, is the season kinda dried up this year? Reminisce about the good ol' days of baseball, when men were men and moustaches were real moustaches.

The new Batman installment looks amazing, but if you want to see it opening day, you might want to check with your local theater: midnight and 3 a.m. showings were selling out so fast some theaters have decided to offer 6 a.m. viewings of "Dark Knight," the film Heath Ledger had just completed before he died. It opens a week from today.

Catcalls in the nursing home hallways? Senior sex: more frisky, more frequently.

I know I said nothing serious, but I feel you should be aware of this mounting crisis:
"Discord at the Amalgamated Order of Real Bearded Santas"

Everyone blows off steam differently. Some golf. Others garden. Some box. Others bawl. This pastor built a Lego model of his church and filled it with toy parishioners. I know some choir directors sound bad, but SpongeBob?

Yay, nostalgia! There's an exhibit in NYC of 65 years of Golden Book art.

Do you ever wonder where all the health mascots are? No? Well, here they are, anyway.

Guess what I'll be doing this weekend.

Things I'm thankful for: not putting on a bra only to find hours later there was a baby bat inside. Yep, that would have to top the list.

Sometimes, you just want a lawn that stands out...or least, a lawn ornament. But hey, it could keep away those pesky Jehovah's Witnesses.

Here's a nice nod to the history of ladies' cookbooks and fundraising.

Bozo died at 83. Unfortunately this makes me think of Chuckles on Mary Tyler Moore, and I want to laugh.

And did you know Hawaiians love spam? Now you can even own a Spam sushi cookbook. For the cook who has all the other Spam cookbooks already.

Have a great weekend.

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