Shit Happens

Friday, July 21, 2006

back on my soapbox

more stuff I (and you??) need

Thursday, July 20, 2006

Back in action


A pair of my new favorite shoes.

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

The Pope's Penis

And this is the signature that has been attached to all of my personal outgoing e-mail for the past year.

It hangs deep in his robes, a delicate
clapper at the center of a bell.
It moves when he moves, a ghostly fish in a
halo of silver seaweed, the hair
swaying in the dark and the heat -- and at night
while his eyes sleep, it stands up
in praise of God.
-Sharon Olds The Pope's Penis

I didn't see this as a problem (sending this charming little ditty to my grandparents) until my mom called in a hissy yesterday, after realizing that some of our family had been copied on some photos I had sent her.

It's now been changed to a boring Hemingway quote.

London London London

I think Fergie is rediculous and embaresses herself so much it embaresses me to watch her.

But not as much as it embaresses me that I like this song.



And I think it's hot when she dances with the guard, repeat hip thursts and all.