Extreme Butthole?

Today's spam title winner was almost “Chat With Vaginas On The Internet!” but then I saw Extreme Butthole? and I knew I had to use it. It's the question mark that is the clincher (pun intended…ew).

I was reading The Black Table and found this article about unusual turn-ons for ladies. A bunch of writers basically wax horny about their favorite unusual turn on from comic book geeks to fundamentalist Christians. Which of course got me thinking…what's my unusual turn on? Well, I think I have my answer and it's going to sound cliche as all get out and not that unusual, but I think it's the length to which this turn-on works that is unusual. So mine is: Funny. If a guy is funny, and I mean REALLY funny, my knees will go weak and I am basically puddy. For examples of the extremity to which this works, here is a short list of comedians who, while certainly not traditionally attractive, melt my proverbial butter something fierce:
David Cross
Zach Galifianakis
Eddie Izzard
Patton Oswalt
Jack Black

Of course there are traditionally hot comedians that are also pretty awesome. But if they weren't funny, I wouldn't think twice about them.

By the way, if you don't go to The Black Table every day, you should. It's one of the best “time waster” sites on the net. And they always have links to those fun little fucked up sites that you never would have come across otherwise.

A man with no legs sitting on the sidewalk with a cup full of change wished me a “Happy Friday” today. Is is wrong of me to think that's a little funny?

Music Meme

So Bored. So here's another meme. I promise I won't do these every day.

WHAT SONG…

Reminds you of your youth…
This is too vague of a question. Which part of my youth? I've been listening to music for as long as I can remember and it always changes. But in high school I discovered Oasis and it changed my life. So I'm going to go with “Live Forever”. And I guess I'm still young so…who knows.

Gives you the chills…
This might sound lame, but “American Pie” does give me the chills. Still. Even though I've heard it 100 times. It's about “The Day The Music Died” and I can't even watch the “Behind the Music” or read a biography about Buddy Holly without crying. That song is bookended with two of the most beautiful verses I've ever heard. When he says “February made me shiver” I shiver and whenever he gets to the last verse of that song, man, It just gets me.

Makes you want to bang your head…
Depends on how they mean it. Guns n' Roses is usually good for rocking out. I also really like Queen. Most Nu Metal makes me want to bang my head against a wall.

You wish you knew the lyrics to…
“The Devil Went Down to Georgia”.

Makes you so upset you turn it off…
I turn off any country western “pro-America/anti-everyone else” song because I don't like to be reminded that so many people like that exist.

Was/is 'your song' with someone else…
I've never had an official “song” with someone. But an ex of mine used to sing “Glory of Love” by Peter Cetera to me in falsetto and I thought that was cute.

Makes you want to dance…
“Modern Love” by David Bowie.

Helps you heal after a breakup…
The entire album “Pinkerton” by Weezer. Faye knows this all too well, as, after a particularly difficult breakup, I listened to that album for 2 years straight. Love's a bitch sometimes.

Your parents made you listen to…
“Chiquitita” by ABBA. My mom's nickname for me as a little girl was “Chiquitita” and so she would always sing it to me and embarass the hell out of me.

Ignites a specific memory…
How can I answer this? MOST songs trigger some sort of specific memory. I think if I tried to pinpoint one right now, my head would explode.

You've dedicated to someone…
What? Like, over the radio? I've never done that. But I did make a catharsis tape about the previous mentioned difficult breakup and it was full of bitter bitter songs.

You identify with…
Again, I don't know how to answer this. Do they mean a song that is autobiographical or something? A theme song? I remember when I was in high school and feeling repressed by republicans, I would sing “Rock n' Roll Star” by Oasis. Particularly the line “I'll be scraping their lives from the sole of my shoe tonight”. I'm a vengeful motherfucker.

WOOHOO! It's almost lunch time! I do wish that Faye and Tom would come visit me. :(

R*ping The Chinese

So I have decided to pick one Spam subject line in my inbox every day to use as the title of my journal entry. Hence the offensive title of today’s entry. Well, maybe not. I didn’t open the spam so it might not mean what it sounds like it means?

Sometimes I really hate working in a giant, many-floored office building. There are so many inconsiderate little bastards running around and it depresses me. First of all, there are the people who stand in the MIDDLE of the escalator so that I can’t walk up. They spread out and have their little conversations about American Idol of some shit and meanwhile, I’m standing right behind them wanting to walk past and I can’t. Maybe I’m wrong, but wasn’t the escalator invented to get you upstairs FASTER? Otherwise, wouldn’t it just be a staircase? Furthermore, if we were in Europe and those bastards were pulling that spreading out shit on the escalator, about 100 people below them would start yelling “Stand On The RIGHT!” at them and they would feel like assholes.

Then there are the more hurried-than thou people who think that they can cut in front of me in line at the cafe downstairs for WHATEVER reason. This morning, all I wanted to do was purchase my 80 cent plain bagel and THREE people cut in front of me to get to the register.

Even more irritating still are the elevator hogs. Now this probably isn’t anyone’s fault EXACTLY. But we have 8 elevators that only service floors 4-18. Nonetheless, people all pile onto the SAME elevator and hit all the floors. Since I am on 16, I’m usually the last one to get off. During this trip, often people will get on at other floors and so if there are any floors we haven’t visited yet, they will surely be covered by these people. WHY DOES THIS HAPPEN? Whenever I can, I wait for the next elevator but STILL I’ll hit every floor on the way up. I don’t even like elevators to begin with. And now I have lost my train of thought. Damn.

Mutilated Muffins!

I am sad. I went to retrieve my muffin from my bag and it was crushed into a fine muffin powder. I am eating it anyway though because everyone is at lunch and I have to man the desk until they get back. This job has turned me into an eater of crumbs. How humiliating. Speaking of which, I like these meme things. Here’s one. Let’s see if I can do the html command thingies right.

Bold the ones that apply to you. Replace the ones that don’t. I think the idea is to have this get to someone eventually who doesn’t change anything so the entire doc is bold. What a strange cosmic convergence that would turn out to be.

01. I like to bake.
02. I can be VERY LOUD at times.
03. Elijah Wood is funny-looking.
04. But he is also completely cute. (Only when he was a kid. Bare in mind that I was a kid then too so it’s ok).
05. I’m not a one-contact-wearing freak! I’m pretty sure I don’t know anyone that this would apply to.
06. I almost never wear makeup.
07. Unless lip gloss counts.
08. I am struggling to capitalize all the correct letters in this post. eh?
09. British accents are sexy.
10. Scottish ones too.
11. I love getting things in the mail, but it’s excruciating waiting for them. Actually, I think it’s kinda fun to wait for them.
12. Square-toed, chunky shoes make me wince.
13. Caffeine gives me tummy trouble. But I drink it like a fiend anyway.
14. I like to go barefoot around the house.
15. I’m wearing a shirt that says “Everyone Loves A Jewish Girl” on the front. No, but isn’t it so true
16. I don’t think I’ve ever really been in love.
17. Bono needs to take Boy George’s advice and get funky with his drummer.
18. I’d rather daydream/zone out instead of paying attention.
19. I have a gay hairdresser. But it’s a girl!
20. I wouldn’t be happy with a straight hairdresser. I wasn’t happy with ANY hairdresser till I found this one.
21. I am a tease.
22. People think I’m flirting when I really just love to joke.
23. Love makes everything better.
24. Respect/trust is important to me.
25. I read other people’s blogs obsessively. But I think it’s only cos my job is boring.
26. And I hope that someone out there reads mine just as obsessively. Otherwise, what would be the point? I would just keep a paper diary.
27. Sometimes I fight with people for the sake of fighting.
28. I’m weird.
29. I’m glad I’m not addicted to any harmful substances. Define “harmful”.
30. Except for chocolate.
31. And Pringles.
32. I try to be good, but usually end up failing.
33. I procrastinate. A LOT.
34. I need to do some laundry.
35. I prefer email to the telephone. But only to people that answer their damned email.
36. Gel pens are cool.
37. I get jealous like nobody’s business. But thankfully not about Corey Feldman so much anymore.
38. I wish every day was a good day. Who in the hell wouldn’t bold that one?
39. I noticed the grammatical error in number 38.
40. I hate un-choreographed club-type dancing.
41. I really enjoy thoughtful gifts, even if they cost nothing. Still, I’ll like almost anything just because the person took the time to pick it out. Unless it’s some of the stuff my mom gets me. Nesting dolls? Pointless.
42. Michael Palin and John Cleese are my favourite Pythons.
43. There’s no humor quite like random humor. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be random humor.
44. Sometimes I go to Borders and read things and then leave without buying them.
45. I always dream in color.
46. I was a guy in a dream one time.
47. Maybe it was more than one time and maybe I had gay monkey love with all Aragorn, Legolas, Frodo, Sam and Pippen. That’s more of a waking fantasy. But with all 4 hobbits.
48. Reality Television is a blight upon humanity.
49. But oh god, I cannot live without America’s Next Top Model.
50. David Bowie is a golden god.
51. Whoever decided only girls are allowed to wear dresses has obviously never seen Johnny Depp in a dress. KILTS!
52. Queer Eye for the Straight Guy is one of the best shows on television.
53. And seeing as how I live for television programming, I would know.
54. I’m tired of worrying about shit.
55. Sometimes I think I might be a little bit gay. Or all the time.
56. It’s usually when I’m watching a Catherine Zeta-Jones movie.
57. I can (and often do) eat breakfast three meals a day.
58. If I killed someone, I can count on at least one friend to help me hide the body. Faye and I already have a plot picked out for Baz Luhrmann.
59. I need to be more patient with others.
60. because oh my god are other people lazy, slow and stupid sometimes.
61. I tend to lose pens. But mostly because people steal them.
62. I don’t understand why I can like the music my parents like, but they can’t like the music I like. Is it so hard? I don’t really care if they like it or not. I’m not 12.
63. I like making people happy.
64. I hate it when people complain too much.
65. Which is kind of ironic considering that I complain nigh-constantly and with an almost artistic flair.
66. I sometimes imagine that I am an international secret agent.
67. With a license to kill, baby! More like with a license to kill babies.
68. I once spent over $100 on a pair of jeans.
69. Actually, 5 or 6 times. 7.
70. The Emperor’s New Groove is the funniest Disney film ever made.
71. I don’t immediately hate a book just because I have to read it for school. Ah school. I miss you.
72. Marry me, David Boreanaz.
73. I used to be online a lot more. Now, when I get on, I run out of things to do very quickly. Er…no.
74. It’s easy for me to slack off and get distracted.
75. Independence is important to me.
76. I laugh way too much ALL THE FUCKING TIME. How is that a bad thing?
77. Harrison Ford is sexy. Change that to Han Solo and you’ve got yourself a deal.
78. I am still immature. Poop.
79. I love people who can tell me about themselves without me being nosy.
80. I think the wind messes up my hair on purpose. What? What kind of paranoid motherfucker put that one in?
81. I see all the movies. Even the bad ones. Seems like mostly the bad ones.
82. I never want to be an eighth grader again.
83. Calculus frightens me.
84. I’m afraid of being boring and annoying – because sometimes I am.
85. Keanu Reeves and I are going to have a straight yet gay marriage. Somehow I don’t think it will ever be consummated.
86. I LOVE movies.
87. Hair is VERY VERY IMPORTANT.
88. Contemporary metal makes me want to bounce my face off a telephone poll.
89. I laugh whenever someone says the word “poop.” Poop.
90. Or “cocktail.”
91. Or “nutcracker.”
92. I wear glasses. Or at least, I’m supposed to.
93. I am amused easily.
94. I wish President Bush would go away.
95. I believe that nobody has the right to criticize anybody else’s country. All countries have major issues. Although I can certainly think of plenty to criticise about my own damn country.
96. All of my limbs are still attached.
97. Sometimes, I hold it until I have to run to the bathroom or I won’t make it, but I can’t run because the movement will dislodge the pee. Otherwise I would be in the bathroom every 20 minutes.
98. Jude Law is HAWTTTTTTT.
99. The funniest person in RotK is the guy who stands behind and to the left of Gamling when he’s talking to Theoden after Aragorn leaves and rolls his eyes when Theoden says that they cannot defeat the forces of Mordor, but they will meet them in battle anyway. I never noticed that. But it’s probably pretty funny. I like the part where Pippin sings his butt rock song.
100. If I could have anything in the world it would be just one pure night of uninterrupted sleep. That’s easy. It’s called Nyquil.

The Party's Over

I. Am. So. Tired. Apart from partying pretty much ALL weekend (though I didn't drink at all yesterday, I feel hung over this morning!) I also only slept a few winks last night. I was very restless and my legs itched. I don't know why but this summer my two legs look like delicious batter dipped pieces of meat to the local mosquitos and they are merciless. Bastards!
Nonetheless, here I am back at work for a 4 day working weeks that will undoubtedly feel extra long. Everyone is back in the office from their various vacations which means, no more slacking for any of us. Blah.
And my Sweet Hawaiian Bagel from Starbucks is not sitting so sweet in my stomach right now. I fear I will pay dearly for my debauchery this week, and unfortunately, (or fortunately…I waver on this one) I will be partying just as much next weekend. Friday night is Zombie Night and Saturday is Faye's karaoke bash. I am very much looking forward to both, but I am apparently older than my years in terms of recovery ability and therefore I will pay dearly for my fun.
I have nothing interesting to say right now and lest I turn this post into a bitchfest (too late), I will have to come back later.

hairball

There is not a “current mood” selection for “extremely hungover”. If there were, I think a lot of people would use it. But that is how I am feeling today. And unfortunately, I still have one more day of drinking ahead of me. Now some of you might be thinking “Who says you HAVE to drink today?” and you people have a good point. But I will be at a party wherein everyone else will be drinking and I have never been much for standing up to peer pressure. Even when no one is actively pressuring me. God help me, I’m weak! WEAK, I tell you!

Last night was wedding #2. It was the wedding of my good friend, Nikki. The ceremony wasn’t so bad. It was relatively short and kinda sweet (Nikki was crying during part of it. Philip did say some pretty sweet shit during his vows, so I can understand). The ceremony also featured me reading the english translation of a Pablo Neruda poem. I did practice quite a lot on the drive down there cos even though I’M not into weddings, I didn’t want to ruin things for my friend. Apparently, the practice paid off because afterwards, I had STRANGERS come up to me and tell my I did a rousing reading. Wow! Yay for me. Didn’t really get to see Nikki much cos she was busy doing “bride stuff” but I did get to hang out with my old friend, Kristie, who at the same time last year was running around doing “bride stuff” while I hung out with Nikki. Full circle. So after the reception (which was cut short because we had to be out of the hall at 9:30. Lame.) Kristie, Ben, Dom and I went to their room at the Holiday Inn Express and drank leftover booze from the reception and yammered on till the wee hours. Now THAT’S a party! It was great to see them and I love how I can not see Kristie for 6 months and we get together and it’s like I saw her yesterday. Very nice.

This is probably all very uninteresting to every reader but myself so I will stop typing now and go eat some hair of the cheerio.

Nice Day For A White Wedding

SO last night Dom and I went to the first of two weddings we are to attend this weekend. This one was a Canadian Catholic wedding in a Polish church. What a weird combo. And while we had to do all that annoying standing up and sitting down and listening to bible readings that I hated so much in my youth, it was almost kind of refreshing to hear some of the stuff the priest was saying. When you have a catholic wedding, you have to see a priest ahead of time and talk to him about all the reasons why you want to get married to each other and why you think the other person would make a good husband/wife. It's like pre-marriage counceling. I think it's kind of a good idea because so many people DO take it so litely these days (can you hear me Britney? J-Lo? Hello!). They don't think about it, they just say “Let's get married!” and a year later (if they're lucky to last that long) they have a kid and they are cheating on each other and blah blah blah. It's a big mess. So while I don't agree with or believe in most of catholicism, I definitely agree with the Padre that marriage is not to be taken lightly. You should think about it and ponder it and make DAMN sure that it's something you want to do and do with this person. That said, I also agree with the brilliant comedian Patton Oswalt who says that he thinks people shouldn't be allowed to have weddings when they first start out. Read the whole brilliant idea here.
But the jist of what he says is that GETTING married isn't a remarkable accomplishment. It's STAYING married that is. If you are able to STAY married for 20 years and raise a healthy kid (optional) THEN you can be rewarded by having a wedding to celebrate. But in the meantime, just go to Vegas and leave the rest of us out of it.

First Entry

Yay! This is my first entry. I don't have anything to say, really. I just wanted to get started. It's a slow day at work and I'm bored and Elyse talked me into this. :)

Noteworthy thing: They sell audio cd's of the Bible at Bartell Drugs as read by James Earl Jones. That is either really awesome or really horrible. Regardless, I really want to meet each and every person that has purchased said item.

Yay! I'm blogging! Bloggity bloggity boo!