Poppy Cedes

On April 1, 2005 a little boy who lived a very happy life didn’t wake from his sleep.

In celebration of his life his parents formed the Joseph Salmon Trust to help other parents who must live through the heart-wrenching experience of having to cope with the loss of their child.

Please consider supporting the Joseph Salmon Trust by sponsoring the Hadrian’s Walkers in their endeavor of walking 84 miles across Hadrian’s Wall in July, 2010.

100% of the donations raised go directly to the Joseph Salmon Trust. Any donation amount is greatly appreciated. Although the Trust accepts money throughout the year, this specially organized charity walk strives to collect £20,000 by July. Right now they have reached 10% of their goal.

Thank you.

Breaking News: George W. Bush Was Born on Planet Mars

See? The internet says so. Makes it true.

Posted in: Conspiracy Theories of the Fucking Idiot Kind, That’s Racist

Abundant…

Today’s CW is a Marbits edition of Special K Strawberry Fruit Crisps. (SHAME ON YOU, KELLOGG’S.) Go check it out. :)

Holla! Ok, whatever, I don’t really say holla unless I’m joking around with that guy I live with who’s famous and stuff and PASSED HIS STATE TEST SO HE CAN BE AN EMT FOR 3 MORE YEARS, WOOT!!!!! (I am way more excited than he is. He wants to win the lottery. I can’t blame him.)

So, here’s my first attempt at Finn and Ren‘s Diptych Challenge. I’m supposed to find a buddy and we do our own interpretation of a specific word that Ren presents to us each week but I chose not to have a buddy so then I was supposed to take two different photos representing the same word but this week I had an idea for a second photo but then nixed it when I rode the R train instead of the F train (you’ll get this picture, but for a different subject, and you won’t see it comin’!!!!!!! MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!) so I took one photo and then did an effect to one of the photos. Granted, it’s just sepia, but … well, I’m a very busy lady. I eat cereal and stuff.

So, here’s the diptych for the subject “spring”:

And here’s my cereal (click it or ticket, buddy) with special guest NYC WATCHDOG WOOOOHOOOOOOOOO! The cereal was given to us by the beautiful and talented Mew. To know her is to love her. So please go watch. Funniest episode in a long time, and that’s saying something.

I wish my brother dared set foot in New York City, because then we could sing Daft Punk songs together when we get drunk on beer at:

2nd annual BeerHer
SATURDAY, APRIL 24, 2010
6:00PM EASTERN
THE GINGER MAN
11 East 36th Street
Neighborhood: Murray Hill
Borough: Manhattan
NY, NY 10016
Tel: 212-532-3740
Bring extra monies, these guys even have beer to go.

I told everyone the favor of your yes reply was requested by this past Friday at 11:59pm Eastern, but if you still wanna show up and haven’t mentioned it yet lemme know in a comment here or on twitter or facebook or email or txt before the day. At this point I think it’s staying small enough so we can just appear and hang out and drink and have fun without drama and without a reservation.

And to those who are having TequilaCon, SillyBring, or another event on the same day at the same time: CHEERS!

Let’s celebrate.

I’m a last minute fill-in for Karl’s radio show tonight.

Come join us at 10pm Eastern if you’re awake!

I was going to add a photo of just me and Karl to this post but every photo I find has a chaperone in it. :)

I am acquaintance-friendly to people who work in my office building, including and especially the security guy downstairs. You don’t wanna mess with the guy who can make it really hard for you to get in the building to go to your job. ;)

I smile and say hi or bye to him. If it’s a holiday weekend I ask him about his plans with family if it’s before the holiday or ask him how it went if it’s after. I only don’t talk to him if he’s busy when I’m coming in or leaving.

So I was really surprised when he started giving me the icy dagger stare/”fuck off and die” look last week.

I spent all weekend silently wondering why he was suddenly acting so pissy at me lately. Not just once or twice, but every single time I saw him. I even tried to say “happy weekend” to him on Friday but he glared at me then looked down.

All weekend I was waffling back and forth between confronting him vs. Just letting it go.

On the way to work this morning I decided to stop caring and assume one of the guys at work had slipped him $20 for an extended April Fool’s Day prank. Or he had been wronged by someone else and misremembered it as me having done it to him. Or I had inadvertantly done something to him I wasn’t aware of. Or he saw me talking to someone who treats him like shit and got mad at me for associating with such garbage… Or he just needed someone to hate on for absolutely no better reason than he learned the term “frenemy” that day and didn’t quite have the concept down.

When I got to work the security guy was pleasant as pie to me. No glare, just a smile and a glowing account of Sunday’s gorgeous weather. “Have a nice day” pleasantries were exchanged, and that was that.

Huh.

I’m sticking with the April Fool’s Day conspiracy theory.

What a waste of worry.

Kiss my grits. Especially Karl.

(That title sounds like I mean my period; I do not. I mean this Flo:

Gum chewing mandatory.)

This is THE final performance titled Tetreotix by the dance crew named Poreotix on America’s Best Dance Crew. In this performance they worked with Swizz Beats to make their master mix (the music), did all their choreo, chose their wardrobe, and chose their stage props. I adore these guys. I really hope they win.