Just a Thought

If I had known upon creating this blog that none of my fellow "contributors" were going to contribute anything, I would have named it Mustache Thievery like I wanted to.

None of them even READ this blog! You guys are good-name-vetoing jerks!

Mister Science Comes to Town

[AP Photo via Shakesville]

John McCain visited the Moffitt Cancer Center and Research Institute at the University of South Florida in Tampa today. Cindy McCain (just behind Father Time) looks like she's trying very hard not to grab the back of his head and shove. I know I would be.

I gave my final speech today (on Harold Edgerton and his incredible work) and turned in my English portfolio. I got an A on my research paper about Kate Chopin and on my last essay, so yay! My prof seemed kind of scary when the semester first started but I ended up really liking her. She asked me what I was majoring in and when I told her education she got really excited and said she thought that would be perfect for me. I am a teacher's pet and I am not ashamed.

I then photographed my friend Stephanie in the studio for her graduation announcements. I was done with that around 4:57 (that's what time it was when I got in the car to leave). Caecus had to go to class and he had our house keys so I've been stuck in the school library since around 5:20 (that's what time it was when I got back to the school after driving all the way home before realizing I couldn't get in). We always meet at the library when I come pick him up so he should be downstairs waiting for me in, you know, between 15 minutes 45 minutes. And he forgot his phone. Oi.

Stephanie and I finished our documentary project for Editorial last night. It's good. Real good. I'll put it up when I get around to uploading it to the internets. We turn that in tomorrow. This semester is wrapping up quickly.

Caecus and I saw an old man with a big white beard on a pink Vespa today.

It was awesome!!!

Slow Night

This movie looks pretty funny:


Plus James Franco is cute!

Also, at they end they play this M.I.A. song, "Paper Planes", which is the Catchiest. Thing. Ever.

Stuff Nobody Likes

I wasn't a fan of Stuff White People Like. Oh, haha, recycling, I get it! Wtf?

Anyway, I also haven't been a fan of it's 8 million spin-off sites. Until now.

Stuff Nobody Likes has great writers and a keen eye for crap that pisses off 90% of the [American] population. With great posts like Wet Sock, Old People Drivers, and, my person favorite, Blatant Disregard of Movie Theater Etiquette (number 6 had me in stitches), it's a pretty fun way to pass a few minutes (or, you know, an hour or two), if you've got it.
[h/t Pandagon]

Also, we saw a goat eating grass in front of someone's house by the road today. I have no idea where it came from.

Watch It Shred!

Wow. I could find a couple uses for this:


I would probably end up throwing crap in there for the hell of it and suddenly I wouldn't have a Halloween pumpkin or any books or a couch (or a SHOPPING CART [!!!]).

This is almost as good as Will It Blend?...


Almost.

My stomach hurts.

I've been doing this thing lately where every day I think of one really nice thing that happened and try to enjoy simple things. Sort of a positive thinking project. Sometimes I send these little musings to my mom, just stuff like sitting on my back porch in the sun or making a really delicious pasta primavera.

Today would have been an awesome day. Caecus and I took the afternoon off of final papers and projects and went to the beach. It was so nice out and Flagler beach is really beautiful. We came home and got cleaned up and decided to go to our favorite Mexican place for dinner. I wore a skirt for the first time in about a century, my favorite knee length black skirt with my Doc Martens and this really pretty hazel cami top. I looked nice. Caecus thought so, too. Our neighbors were having a party in the parking lot for some reason. They set up right next to our car, even though we have a very pretty, expansive plot of nice grass about 50 feet away. Whatever.

Dinner was good. Our server was great. We forgot our leftovers but we just laughed it off and came home.

And then I got fucking sexually harassed. I don't mean a whistle or a "Hey, baby!" I mean some guy said, yelled, that he would "bang the hell" out of me. He didn't say "her", though. He said, "that bitch."

"I would bang the hell out of that bitch."

In my gated neighborhood. In front of my home. By someone who is friends with a person I live very close to. It could have BEEN one of my neighbors, I don't know. And everyone laughed.

And it made me feel like complete shit.

Now, I read this post on Feministing:

When the warm weather comes, I always dread to go outside when I wear a dress for the first time and find men cat-call, whistle and - what's worst for me - stare me down as I walk past them. While I should be happy that the sun is finally out and I can wear lighter clothes again, the spring seems to bring the neighborhood sleazies out of hibernation.

The New York Times published this gem yesterday about how dresses are becoming out-of-date, in which the author makes a plea for the survival of dresses, not for the comfort or convenience for women, but for all leering men's sakes...

[Emphasis theirs.]

Guess I'll stick to jeans and t-shirts. Maybe it won't be too hot this summer...

Why Can't I Ever Just Have Things My Way?!

So, you want to know what makes me completely banana sandwich? Usually when I try to post pictures here, they come out too big and are cut off half way to the right. I have to upload them to my own image host and resize them but it's a pain in the ass. So, I'm trying to change the effing template on my blog and I'm having a lot of difficulty doing so. Why are there no templates designed with a top/bottom orientation instead of left/right. I don't WANT the column of Contributors, Archive, and Blogrolls to be on the right side. I want them at the top. Or, at least, I want them to be out of the way and not ruining the alignment of whatever I'm posting. I've found other templates I could use but whenever I try to copy and paste the code (following the instructions given by the owner of the template) it won't parse correctly and I don't know enough HTML to be able to go through and find the problem. Suddenly, my template was a big CF of broken code, so I just tried reverting back to the default blogger template AND IT'S STILL MESSED UP!

This really isn't what I wanted to be doing with my afternoon. If anyone has any advice (other than "Ho ho, don't use Blogger!"), it would be greatly appreciated.

Update: Ok, just kidding, I guess. I found a top/bottom orientation template. It's ugly but I can fix that later, and at least I'm not infected with RAGE anymore.

Unbridled Optimism

Quick stop by to post today's Dinosaur Comic:



If you don't regularly check out Qwantz.com's Dinosaur Comics, you really, really should. Here's another of my favorites:


Can we please have a Sassy-Assy Competition? Please?

Aaaaand now I'm off to play Shin Megami Tensei: Devil Summoner - Raidou Kuzunoha vs. the Soulless Army. I got REALLY into this game after I got it for Christmas but after the INSANELY hard battle with the Mishaguji in Waden One Tower, I had to take a break and then sort of forgot to go back to it until last night. Anyway, this game is made of awesome. Laterz.

Oh, and by the way...

He is listening to your heart...


[h/t Shakesville]

Equal Pay Day

Today is Blog for Fair Pay Day! With good reason. From the National Women's Law Center:

[White] women in the United States are still paid only 77 cents for every dollar earned by men. And for women of color, the numbers are even worse. African-American women earn 63 cents and Latinas earn 52 cents for every dollar paid to white men.

The Senate is currently considering the Lilly Ledbetter Fair Pay Act and is voting on it next week. Please go here and fill out the petition to encourage your Senator to vote for workers' rights.

Even if you're not a woman, I bet you know one that needs to be insured of proper compensation for all the ass-busting she does. DO IT!

Linking Log!

Here's just a few evening amusers:

Paula Dean's The Lady's Brunch Burger


Recipe:
1 1/2 pounds ground beef
3 tablespoons freshly chopped parsley leaves
2 tablespoons grated onion
House Seasoning, recipe follows
2 tablespoons butter
3 eggs
6 slices bacon, cooked
3 hamburger buns
3 English muffins
6 glazed donuts

Mix the ground beef, chopped parsley and grated onion together in a large mixing bowl. Season liberally, with House Seasoning. Form 3 hamburger patties.

Heat a large cast iron skillet over medium-high heat and spray with non-stick cooking spray. Add the burgers and cook until desired temperature, 4 to 5 minutes per side for medium-rare.

Fry bacon in a hot pan until crisp. Remove and drain on paper towels. Set aside.

While burgers are cooking, heat a non-stick pan, over medium heat. Add 2 tablespoons butter. Crack 3 eggs into the pan. Cook until the yolks are just set and still slightly runny and remove.

Place burger patties on English muffins or buns, and if desired, on glazed donuts, as the buns. Top each burger with 2 pieces of bacon and a fried egg.

House Seasoning:
1 cup salt
1/4 cup black pepper
1/4 cup garlic powder

Mix ingredients together and store in an airtight container for up to 6 months.

Yeah, that's right. It's a burger....with a fried egg....and bacon....ON TWO GLAZED DONUTS!!! Caecus, Rae, and I have discussed it and we all firmly believe that Paula Dean is trying to kill her fan base so that she can harvest their souls and use them as an elixir of youth. Paula Dean is a Soul Harvester. ...That actually makes her sound a lot cooler.

And now, the award for Happiest Dog Wearing an Adhesive Bra on its Butt. Direct from Cute Overload, it's...

THIS LITTLE GUY!!!

Over at Shakesville, Mustang Bobby has up this bit about the Florida Senate debating whether or not to fine people with those charming truck testicles. The word "truckyness" is involved, I kid you not.

Ok, and you know what? Say what you will about the band, the song, the costumes, whatever, but honestly, there is no denying the ingenuity and pleasing aesthetics of the video for Red Hot Chili Pepper's "Give It Away":

Argue if you must, but I will defend my position. And it is a very strong defense.

Ok, I guess that's it. Someone ought to leave me a comment. DO IT!

Just...wow.

A man is trapped in an elevator for 41 hours (!!!) and the New Yorker has the video up. He looks surprisingly calm. I guess you'd have to be. What else can you do? Check it out. There's a whole article about the lives of elevators which Nicholas White's story is told sporadically through. I thought it was pretty amazing.
[h/t alas, a blog via boing boing]

"I expected something a little more grand, a little less...fuzzy."

The world's oldest living tree is not very impressive.

*Level 99 Awesome to anyone who can tell me where the title came from!

Power to the Peeeeople (More Mike Gravel)

Wow

If you dressed up crazy in a suit and glasses and let it walk around and run for President, you would have yourself some Mike Gravel: