There's a great interview with Will Arnett (from Arrested Development, also married to Amy Poehler) by Wing Chun on TWoP's front page. Contains this nugget:

WA: [thinking] No, God. T-W-o-P. What are my questions. Oh! What is "hoo-ya"?

WC: [chuckling] That's Yahoo. Oh! "HoYay"! Oh, that. I thought you were making a joke about Yahoo, our corporate partners, who are awesome. "HoYay" is short for "Homoeroticism, Yay!" Which one of our users coined a billion years ago, and it's supposed to be for when there's a scene where there's a homoerotic moment between two of the characters that textually is not gay, but subtextually, the users perceive that there is gay subtext.

WA: Exactly, okay -- [writing] "homoerotic...yay." You know who asked me the other day about that -- and I think I gave the right answer, but I didn't know what it actually stood for. But I got a call the other day [laughing], and it was David Cross, before he left town. He was like, "Hey, um -- what's 'hoyay'?" Or "hooya."

WC: I'd say it doesn't really apply to [Tobias] much, because with him it's not really subtext.

WA: Our show is absolutely rife with it.

I didn't realize Heaven had fast food.

There's no breakfast in Heaven after 11. t /Fr. Guido Sarducci

Plei!!! Are you still here?

-shrugs-

I could try and trade Brian with my friend Sam(who is not a girl) who ended up with Bette. Or at least, I should try and do that before we RSVP our characters.

Bugger.

I love Brian, don't get me wrong, I just don't know how I'd dress as him. Emmett, on the other hand, easy-peasy.

I'd do white party Brian with the shell bracelet. Still, no, no one would know.

My nephew said his first word. "Dog." And then he points at the dogs.

Awww, Allyson, you're nephew is so smart.

He's advanced. And he has a GIGANTIC head.

There's no breakfast in Heaven after 11.

Father Guido lies. It can't really be Heaven if it doesn't have BREAKFAST SERVED ALL DAY.

Allyson, your nephew is clearly a genius. When he graciously accepts his first Pulitzer, National Book Award or Nobel, he'd better remember to graciously thank his Aunt Allyson who got him started with all those kick-ass children's books.

I am actually enjoying my overtime chained-to-the-desk evening -- typing away from dictations that are not grammatically offensive, with a small glass of wine at my elbow (left over from a swanky meeting across the hall) and an officemate with a big jar of caramel Kisses on her desk. At time and a half overtime, it's blissfully civilized.

TAR: I can't believe that they're doing a vomity Roadblock again. The roadblock from last week was so great. But I think that Rob's plan was great. He gets to avoid vomiting and still has managed to assure that his team won't start for the next thing in last place.

Oh my God.

Heaven has an IHOP.

IHOP:The Interdimensional House of Pancakes.