Month: April 2006
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You’re joking. The Nintendo Wee?? That’s the worst marketing bungle in history.
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Hmm. I don’t get it. Australia will simply hand me a driver’s license with basically no questions asked, but now they want me to take a test to prove I’m worthy of being a citizen? What’s more dangerous – driving or voting? I guess to a politician, the answer is the latter.
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I thought the finale of The Biggest Loser was awesome tonight. Sure, there was a lot of filler but that’s what we have a TiFaux for, right? As soon as David came out I felt the tears welling up. It was like the greatest episode of Oprah ever. How could you not just feel so…
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Well, that’s what you get when you use pre-prepared pancake mix. (I’m smug because the Snook is a full-fledged convert to the glories of big ol’ American homemade pancakes.)
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Trail NoteOw. We have less than three weeks left til the Mother’s Day Classic, so the Snook and I headed out today for a much needed jog. (I basically took the whole week of the Garbericks’ visit off.) I felt a twinge in my hamstring as we started but disregarded it. Mistake. Half an hour…
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Puss Puss 2.0Ladies and gentlemen, our cat now has a Flickr account. And what would a photoblogging cat post pictures of? Herself, of course.
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Huh. According to Ask MetaFilter, it appears that by living in the middle of a big city we actually consume far fewer environmental resources than suburban or rural dwellers. “The density of human life enables energy efficiency, mass transit, recycling, and other benefits,” which means we have a smaller ecological footprint than we might have…
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Rebellin: The Birth Story. Seriously, you guys, I am not havin’ kids. (Madelynn is gorgeous though.)
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You know that episode of Friends where Chandler made a resolution not to make fun of people, and then Ross walked in wearing leather pants and all Chandler could do was babble: “Ross is wearing leather pants! Does nobody else see that Ross is wearing leather pants? Someone comment on the pants!”? Well… Amy is…
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Back to WorkMom, Joe, and Joey left Saturday morning. Yeah, that was sad. As much as you try to prepare yourself, the sight of your four-year-old brother saying he wants to stay with you in “Ostraya” is still heartbreaking. The Snook and I cheered ourselves in the only way we could: by sitting on the…