Oh no! I just bought one of those, too.
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
As the comments note, it's more fun to watch Isabella Rossellini's Green Porno on Whale Sex.
Yeah, but does she take two on at once?
It turns out to taste OK, though I'm uncertain that it was worth saving $5 over one from Papa John's. But turn on a vent if you got one of the 6 cheese ones with the hand-tossed style crust.
Those are adorable, shrift.
I know, right? If these hadn't been available in my size, I would have been even more put out with Zappos!
I guess I'll make tacos.
Yeah, but does she take two on at once?
Isabella totally would. If she were playing a female whale. However, in that video she's a male whale walking around with a giant six foot erection. It's pretty cute.
I'm back from a brief excursion that included going by the Vendor Bazaar for the annual Edwardian Ball.
Amazing stuff. It was like a free for all of steampunk, Dickens Fair and Gothery.
I really liked this designer's stuff. Sequoia and Gita.
Some of it was pretty affordable since it was all hand made. Nice brown derby's were going for $30 and could be topped off with $20 steampunk goggles.
It's going to be in LA soon. The Vendor's Baazaar is free to peruse, and well worth it.
David Attenborough's Blue Planet has footage of a southern right whale gang bang.
At least it's consensual, unlike those rapey dolphin bastards.
Watching the trailer for the Justin Bieber movie I started to feel kinda bad for hating on him. Magically, by the end of the trailer I hated him more than ever before. How hugely irritating.
Now Pierce Brosnan is singing on my TV, and Meryl Streep's horrified reaction perfectly mirrors my own. I don't think she had to act to summon up that expression.
Now Pierce Brosnan is singing on my TV, and Meryl Streep's horrified reaction perfectly mirrors my own. I don't think she had to act to summon up that expression.
I kind of love that he was willing to sing in this movie, even though he had to have known he was horrible. It's kind of endearing.
I really have to see that movie sometime. It really couldn't have been more perfectly custom-designed to hit all my delight buttons (including the lousy-singer-who-goes-for-it-anyway button), yet somehow I missed it.
::looks at barely post-toddler child, glances up the hill toward recent painfully stressful job::
Oh, yeah, that's why I missed it. Still, must rectify at some point.
Also, yay! I just scored a pair of gorgeous shoes - Brazilian leather, no visible wear at all, vaguely vintage-looking with high heels and lots of buttons, for less than $9. God bless women with big feet who ditch their (practically completely unworn) shoes at Goodwill.