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Sunday, October 11, 2009
Dude, www.petgadgets.com has some crazy awesome stuff that I totally need to get for my cats.
I want a Sleepypod for Dexter. He'll still probably want to be loose in the car so he can look out the windows and judge everyone he sees, but it's worth a try. I wish there were bigger pictures of some of the crates though; I want to get a carrier for Delilah that she can see out of so she won't freak out as much. I might end up just getting her a cage for when she has to be in one, and letting her be on the leash when she can.
They even have cat diapers! Loki could have used some of those.
Dexter and Izzy and Delilah also need pet evacuation jackets. How cool are those? I wish I had 472 dollars (times three...)
Oh, and they have a kit for doing science experiments on your cat. Molly can't tell me to quit doing experiments on the cats if it's an officially sanctioned product. It says "for ages six and older." Do they mean the cat? Or the person? Delilah isn't over six yet.
Monday, April 27, 2009
Sunday, January 11, 2009
I hear the clock, it's six a.m. I feel so far from where I've been I got my eggs and my pancakes too I got my maple syrup, everything but you
I break the yolks, make a smiley face I kinda like it in my brand new place I wipe the spots off the mirror, don't leave the keys in the door Never put my eggs on the floor anymore' cause
Dreams last for so long even after you're gone I know you love me And soon you will see You were meant for me And I was meant for Hugh
I called my momma, she was out for a walk Consoled a plate of eggs but it didn't wanna talk So I picked up a paper, it was more bad news More eggs being broken or people being used
Put on my eggs in the pouring rain I saw a movie it just wasn't the same 'Cause it was happy and I was sad It made me miss eggs oh so bad 'cause
Dreams last for so long Even after you're gone I know you love me And soon you will see You were meant for me And I was meant for Hugh
I go about my business, I'm doin fine Besides what would I say if I had you on the line Same old story, not much to say Eggs are broken everyday
I brush my teeth and put the cap back on I know you hate it when I leave the eggs on I pick a book up, turn the sheets down Take a deep breath and a good look around
Put on my eggs and hop into bed I'm half alive but I feel mostly dead I try and tell myself it'll be all right I just shouldn't think anymore tonight 'cause
Dreams last for so long Even after you're gone I know you love me And soon I know you will see You were meant for me And I was meant for Hugh
Yeah...
You were meant for me and I was meant for...
Hugh
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Once again, it's the time of year to share Yom Kippur-themed bento creations:

Saturday, September 27, 2008
New rule: Drink every time there's dykes.
For instance, if they play a request and dedication, from Cynthia to Annie*, in Jamaica Plain**, and it's a bowm bowm sex song, such as YOU ARE MY LAYDEE, chug an entire bottle of whiskey, cut your hair into a mullet, and make out with the nearest chick.
*For the less familiar, those are top-tier dyke names. See also Deb(bie), Denise, eeka, Eve, Janet, Marsha, Melissa. As well as their counterparts, Adam, Bruce, Daniel, Dennis, Drew, Gary, Lance, Marcus, Steven. **Land of dykes, dogs, and drums.
[See the evolution of our fun-filled hobby here.]
Sunday, August 31, 2008
5:37PM

Saturday, August 9, 2008
Drink every time one of the following happens:
1. They play a Phil Collins song 2. You hear a lyric that's filthy, but requires being post-pubescent to realize it 3. They play a dude/chick duet 4. They play a commercial that sounds really dirty (free pork samples, etc.) 5. Said commercial tagline is reiterated by the phonesex-voiced announcer 6. They play a public service announcement 7. They play a commercial for a dating service 8. They play a song by Luther Vandross, Barry White, Marvin Gaye, or anyone you assume must be one of these guys 9. They play a ballad and you can't immediately tell if the singer is a dude or a chick 10. Sappy idolotrous breathy-voiced chick ballad (Mariah Carey etc.) 11. Elton John 12. The song is a request and dedication 12a. Drink again if the requester and/or dedicator lives in Revere, Lynn, Waltham, or Everett 13. They have some contest where you're supposed to call when you hear a certain song 13a. Drink again if they tell you to write down the title of the song 14. Any song by UB40. If they play a UB40 song that's not a cover, finish the entire bottle, then break it. 15. Any song modulates up a half step 16. '70s (or early '80s) song that involves a whole freakin' orchestra (e.g. Chicago) 17. Love themes from bad movies 18. Gratuitous saxophone 19. Drink twice if they play a song you would listen to non-ironically (as in, a song you'd put on because it's a really good song, not because you're looking to listen to '80s music or sappy music or anything like that). 20. If you drink for a song and it turns out to be a promo, commercial, station ID intro, etc., drink again. 21. If the general group consensus is that someone knows entirely more words to a particular song than anyone ought to, the person to that person's left takes a drink. 22. If something is caught in your throat, you can drink.
Note: If, for some terrible reason, they don't play Piano Man at 9:00 on Saturday, finish the bottle, immediately seek out some heroin, get totally messed up, and smash your radio.
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Saturday, July 26, 2008
Directions:
Turn on Magic 106.7 (Boston's continuous soft rock) right before 9:00 on Saturday evening. The game starts when they play Piano Man (...it's 9:00 on a Saturday...). Take one drink when it starts, laugh like an idiot when the harmonica riff kicks in, then drink once more.
Drink every time one of the following happens:
1. They play a Phil Collins song 2. You hear a lyric that's filthy, but requires being post-pubescent to realize it 3. They play a dude/chick duet 4. They play a commercial that sounds really dirty (free pork samples, etc.) 5. Said commercial tagline is reiterated by the phonesex-voiced announcer 6. They play a public service announcement 7. They play a commercial for a dating service 8. They play a song by Luther Vandross, Barry White, or anyone you assume must be one of these guys 9. They play a ballad and you can't immediately tell if the singer is a dude or a chick 10. Sappy idolotrous breathy-voiced chick ballad (Mariah Carey etc.) 11. Elton John 12. The song is a request and dedication 12a. Drink again if the requester and/or dedicator lives in Revere, Lynn, Waltham, or Everett 13. They have some contest where you're supposed to call when you hear a certain song 13a. Drink again if they tell you to write down the title of the song 14. Any song by UB40. If they play a UB40 song that's not a cover, finish the entire bottle, then break it. 15. Any song modulates up a half step 16. '70s (or early '80s) song that involves a whole freakin' orchestra (e.g. Chicago) 17. Love themes from bad movies 18. Saxophone.
Note: If, for some terrible reason, they don't play Piano Man at 9:00 on Saturday, finish the bottle, immediately seek out some heroin, get totally messed up, and smash your radio.
(Version 1.0B here)
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
I had this dream where a truck drove by that said ROFLFAIL. Then I woke up.
The fuck?
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Beta v 1.0 -- I'm still adding to it
Directions:
Turn on Magic 106.7 (Boston's continuous soft rock) right before 9:00 on Saturday evening. The game starts when they play Piano Man (...it's 9:00 on a Saturday...), thinking they're funny.
Drink every time one of the following happens:
1. They play a Phil Collins song 2. You hear a lyric that's filthy, but requires being post-pubescent to realize it 3. They play a dude/chick duet 4. They play a commercial that sounds really dirty (free pork samples, etc.) 5. Said commercial tagline is reiterated by the phonesex-voiced announcer 6. They play a public service announcement 7. They play a commercial for a dating service 8. They play a song by Luther Vandross, Barry White, or anyone you assume must be one of these guys 9. They play a ballad and you can't immediately tell if the singer is a dude or a chick 10. Sappy idolotrous breathy-voiced chick ballad (Mariah Carey etc.) 11. Elton John
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Since I'm going to be in the synagogue all day, I made a bento to take with me:

Thursday, September 20, 2007
This guy was on the 66 bus from Harvard Square to Brigham Circle the other day. The entire way, he shouted into his cell phone, swapping between calls. Most of these involved his roommate search, but there were also others. Since he chose to share all his personal business with the whole bus, I learned quite a bit about the guy:
On the call with his dad he hands out flyers for a concert promotion business, and was handing them out around the Harvard campus. On the calls with potential roommates he "works at Harvard."
His boss is named Ace. "Ace. Ay-see-ee. Ace -- he's Jewish."
"What do you do for a living? Oh, cool. Yeah, that's a great field. This girl I was supposed to marry, 'cept it didn't end up happening, that's what she did."
The place doesn't have furniture. The other roommate insists they get IKEA credit cards and max them out in order to buy furniture, because her mother says to. This guy doesn't want to do this, and wants to get a few used things. "I'm gonna have to just talk to her mother and explain a few things to her."
He didn't mention on any of the calls that he was picking his nose on the 66 bus throughout these interviews. Or was taking up three seats with his legs and bag.
His potential roommates know he'd be home to show the place until around 9, then would be going out, "yanno, go out, kick back, hopefully meet some girls." His dad and his current roommate are under the impression that he's gonna "grab some dinner and head to bed early."
One of the potential roommates is named Pee-dro. I think it's like Pedro, except it also involves urination. "Hey, is Pee-dro there? Pee-dro...what kind of name is that? Where ya from Pee-dro? Oh, yeah? I work at Harvard..."
"I don't know Dad, I don't know if it's the location or what, but it's a great place, but just no one seems to want it."
Anyone have the slightest idea why he can't find a roommate? Or a girlfriend?
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
My spousal unit packed this for me out of food I made for Rosh Hashanah:

Little peppers stuffed with soy cream cheese and spinach, cranberry relish in the Hello Kitty container, big pepper stuffed with wild rice and Tofurky sausage, pumpkin ravioli stuffed with wild mushrooms, roasted red pepper sauce in the other Hello Kitty container.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Last night there was a van in the drive-thru in front of me sporting a BYU alumni sticker. The driver ordered two adult meals, each complete with several specifications for additions/deletions/quantifications. She then ordered six different kid's meals, each with a similar array of specifications.
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Monday, September 3, 2007
Friday, August 31, 2007
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