I adore sticky notes and all their potential.
Natter 55: It's the 55th Natter
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Or you can virtually kick my ass? I'd be happy for you to do so. I'd happily acquiece to unharmless you.
Jesse, go and punch her the fuck out.
Will do.
Speaking of sticky notes, I got these from a coworker. Hilarious.
The 30% are basically anything indie, or R&B/rap. Here is the link: [link]
Here are the insipid songs I had just heard:
45. Hootie & the Blowfish "Only Wanna Be With You" 46. Shania Twain "You're Still the One" 48. Matchbox Twenty "3 AM" 49. Jewel "Who Will Save Your Soul" 52. Sugar Ray "Fly" 54. Joan Osborne "One of Us" 58. Sophie B. Hawkins "Damn, I Wish I Was Your Lover" 61. Sheryl Crow "All I Wanna Do" 62. Live "I Alone" 64. The Presidents of the United States of America "Peaches" 66. Edwin McCain "I'll Be"
ETA: I would love like every song on the top 80s list, just in comparison. But they would be almost indefensibly poppy.
So, let's say a dog ate an entire bag of brown sugar. Would that be a bad thing, do we think? How bad?
I'm already getting excited for the low numbers, because I don't think there's been a Pearl Jam song yet. Oh, college.
Brenda, I think that dog's shit really is going to smell sweeter than anyone else's for a while.
Brenda, I think that dog's shit really is going to smell sweeter than anyone else's for a while.
IOW, you're gonna have one uppity dog.
Hee. Not my dog, thankfully. But I don't see anything poking around the web to suggest that the dog is in for anything more serious than some digestive woes.
ETA: Which, seriously, you eat a whole bag of sugar, it's no more than you deserve.
Apparently sugar-free gum is very bad news for dogs, though. Who knew?
You will never catch me defending Jewel, but I gotta step up for "Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover." I think I may have given that one three stars on my iPod.
Actually, I don't have that much defense of the 90s, but my love of 1995 has me so heady that I fly off the handle.
My 80s pop was BritPop, and I won't let anyone take my Ultravox away from me.
Shit, I just thought of what else I should get my sister for Christmas, but when in the hell am I going to get it? Stores are scary.