Category Archives: meme

Welcome to the Blogroll, George Orwell

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George Orwell Passport

Do I need to explain why?

Seriously, though, I’d have thought he’d have been a little snappier. If he’d had to compete with all the famewhores out there stuffing their blogs with memes, he’d have stepped up his game a bit.

Check out the August 10th entry:

Drizzly. Dense mist in evening. Yellow moon.

Yeah, ACTUAL diaries are never as interesting as blogs. For one thing, fewer amusing YouTubes. The premise is, one post per day, taken straight from Orwell‘s actual diaries. If it weren’t George Fucking Orwell I wouldn’t bother, but I have faith there will be something other than a haircut blog in it eventually.

We’ve now gone a good, solid step beyond asking what happens to a blog when somebody dies (see Theresa Duncan and Olive Riley) and gone straight into blogging for the dead by proxy.

Brian Atene: the backstory

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This is his best yet, although it is entirely lacking in that trademark zany WTF-ness we’ve come to know and love (?). If you’ve ever wondered what was the point of Brian Atene, grab a bottle of Coppola Rosso and watch this. And not just because he namechecked me!

Ah, he took it down AGAIN: embedding disabled by request. Oh, fine, BE that way. Here’s the link:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r0R93KZPM7U

Quiz: how scary are you?

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See, I didn’t cheat at all on this one and STILL got a perfectly accurate result.


You Are Scary


You even scare scary people sometimes!

Quiz: how’s your feng shui?

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Hahahahahahahahahahaha! This is the easiest quiz I ever gamed. Sure, mildew counts as houseplants! Add in the stuff growing in the sink and I have at least ten different ones. And I can see my bedroom door from my bed, if I stand up on it so as to get a clear line of sight past the pile of clothes at the foot of it.


Your Feng Shui is Decent


Your home is a comfortable enough place. After all, it is your home.

Truthfully, though, it may be a bit too cluttered and stale.

Try rearranging your furniture, donating unwanted items, and bringing in some natural elements.

You may be surprised how much more relaxed you end up feeling.

The Earth Moved for MissRFTC

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So, today on Twitter:

Twitter Vagina?

Twitter Vagina?

Okay, now someone please explain to me why, in the absence of specific Twitted information to that effect, everyone in the world, from Gawker to Valleywag to (briefly) the HuffPo, has concluded that she was having a pelvic exam.

All she actually said was, the doctor was in her vagina.

I’m thinking those people know much less about nooners and doctors than I do, and I say it’s 50/50 if you know what I mean.