Daily Archives: August 11, 2007

quiz: what does your pizza say about you?

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Now, from the phrasing of the quiz title, it’s not clear if the question applies to before or after I’ve eaten it. Believe me, the answers will be very different.


What Your Pizza Reveals


You have a hearty appetite. You are likely to complain if a restaurant has small portions.You consider pizza to be bread… very good bread. You fit in best in the Midwest part of the US.

You like food that’s traditional and well crafted. You aren’t impressed with “gourmet” foods.

You are generous, outgoing, and considerate with your choices.

You are definitely unique and artistically inclined. You should consider traveling to Prague.

The stereotype that best fits you is freak. Obviously.

What Does Your Pizza Say About You?

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handy!

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For the pathetically lazy, OCD loser in your life…and yes, we all have one. I would hope it’s relatively self-explanatory, even to them; if not, they’re too dumb to be having sex, even with themselves. They should not be encouraged.

masturbation kit

A fine product from lovehoneyUK, via Nerdapproved.

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look here!

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television

and now for some words from our sponsors:

Henry Rollins

and

Todd Alcott

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lolgoth #20: Invisible Presidential Podium

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Okay, so Henry is a punk, not a goth. But Henry Fucking Rollins can be any damn thing he wants to be, including a damn lolgoth, so there.

Lolgoth 20 Invisible Presidential Podium

source is lost in the mists of time, sowee.

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some days you’re the eagle; some days you’re the deer

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I’ve been about ready to go all golden eagle on somebody for a couple of days now.

 

  • My phone died.
  • My Gmail is frozen. I cannot send from my account.
  • I have 500 invitations and 1000 press releases to send out…today. And see above.
  • My blogging course announcement went out and I’ve got phone messages and emails from people who’d like to register. And see above.
  • I can’t write the press release until an author gets back to me with her bio, for which I’ve been waiting three weeks. At this point I’d be tempted to make shit up (she was raised by jackals on the African veldt…studied alchemy under Paracelsus at Tokyo Polytechnic) if indeed there existed the possibility I could send the emails in the first place, which there is not. See above.

 

On the bright side:

  • a friend promised not to commit suicide for at least two weeks, and
  • my father’s apparently haunting the CFB Borden Flying Club, so at least he’s having fun.