Google Image of the Day

In honor of Sesame Street’s 40th birthday, I bring you “puppet magic.”

Where Gob and Franklin were finally free to love like they wanted.

professional sports, as captured by an IM conversation with Yuri

Yuri: I was at a meeting with a client on Friday. She told us that she had taken her 9 year old daughter to an Eagles game and that they were seated in front of some rowdy youths. Half way through the third quarter the girl says, “Mom, someone spilled beer on me. And it’s warm.”

Me: Um… pee?

Yuri: Yup.

Me: (gasps audibly.)

That’s a horrible story.

Though,
one time my dad took me to see the Celtics and some dude barfed on him. He was so drunk he didn’t even know he was barfing.

Yuri: God. That’s horrible.

Me: Just fell over in his chair, and it started pouring out.

Yuri: Yech.

Me: They had to remove him and put the sawdust down on the concrete floor and then we were able to sit down again.

It was awesome.

Is there no shame?

New from the neighborhood listserve:

Subject: [PEN] boys’ briefs up for grabs, size 2-3T

About a dozen and a half pairs. Lots of pirates, some dinos and
characters; some fading, no stains. First claimant gets the lot; if
unclaimed, they’ll go to TPPC bazaar.

PSA

Just because your headphones prevent you from hearing the excessively loud gas you are passing does not mean your fellow commuters can’t hear it, either.

Mike wants horrible shoes.

This is my friend Mike:

white suit, bitches.

Mike has requested that I post an entry about shoes. Pixie shoes.

I know what you’re thinking:

tights!

But it’s more along the lines of this:

Free eyeball slicer included!

He says he really wants these shoes, and he wants me to post about them because of their perceived awesomeness, but I suspect it has more to do with making the spider entry go away, or at least move farther down the page.

Particularly because he said, “I really just want the spider to go away.”

goal setting

I like to set meaningful goals for myself so that I continue to be a productive member of society.

My goal for today is not to sweat all over myself.

a haiku for you

Drunk iPhone typing–

I didn’t realize I had

such big, clumsy thumbs.

rimtastic

The best part is that these were spotted in Takoma Park, Land of Hippies.

Nothing says you're a player like... well, yeah.

Marmosetherapy

I’ve started dedicating one of my browser tabs to marmoset images so that when I’m feeling cranky, overwhelmed, or generally bedraggled I can click on it and feel a little bit better.

This one’s my favorite. Just look at that crazy ass little primate face.

"no me digas!"

things that make me sad, #71

Today at the pool I got super psyched when it looked like I was going to lap the dude swimming next to me. Then we got to the end of our lanes and I saw he was about 80.