Happy Valentine's Day

Ok, yes this is a day late but I took a sick day yesterday (it seemed easier than walking around and growling at everyone all day).

A Valentine gift from my brother. So funny.



It's really Patrick's voice that kills me.

5 Things You Need To Properly Make Fun of The Grammys

1) A halfway decent memory.

2) Validation of your feelings. I like the AV Club because they keep everything short and snappy. Witness this little gem: "Because he lost to Hancock, Kanye West can’t complain about how not getting Album Of The Year was the result of a black man not getting a chance; but anyway, he seemed more than satisfied with his Best Rap Album win, which gave him an opportunity both to show off his new “Mama” fade and pontificate on the state of modern hip-hop—at least until the producers interrupted him with “wrap it up” music, which West quickly put a stop to by playing the My Mom Just Died, Assholes card.

3) An outlet for fashion disaster. MSN.com, Yahoo and Go Fug, of course. Although, why the fug girls haven't yet tackled Alicia Keys (Sausage Outfit 1 and Leggings Catastrophe 2), Aretha (sleeveless? Really?), Stevie Wonder, and Rihanna doing her best imitation of Denise Huxtable circa 1987 is beyond me. At least they got Beyonce and Solange.














4) The comments on this video posted on Youtube. This made me cry too, buddy.



5) Cher.

Grammy Redux

I have many things to say about this year's Grammy's, aka The Big Thigh Convention. (Not that I'm complaining- I'm just surprised I wasn't invited to celebrate)

But, first and foremost, did anyone else think Will I Am's tribute was reminiscent of any time you had to make up a poem about something when you were a kid- like on your dad's birthday or Thanksgiving or something? You'd stand up and read something about the day and, so cute- it rhymes! and everyone would cock their head and smile at how precious you are. Except Will I Am is a "performer" and not 8 years old. Lisa Simpson could've done better than that. Hell, Bart could've done better than that.

For Mark- WHAT?!

From Gawker-

Tyra Banks May Have Had An Unfortunate Accident

"Former New York "It" boy and Paper magazine blogger Fabian Basabe writes on his blog today that the supermodel turned TV personality, um, soiled herself at Fashion Week. Basabe was filming an interview in the W suite at the tents, and suddenly a whole cadre of people barged in and kicked him out. The reason? Tyra needed to change her clothes. Because of the incident. Apparently they had a spare change of clothes all lined up which makes him wonder if it's happened before. Obviously we have no real confirmation on this. I'm not really sure if Tyra Banks pooping herself is newsworthy, but maybe Basabe's continued usage of the icky term "messed herself" is? Apologies. [Fabian Basabe Blog]" (Gawker)

For my sisters who know this to be true...

And anyone else who has been pregnant and/or has witnessed... Pregnant Lady Face Morphing!

Oh J-Lo. This is so surprising. Maybe it's catching and Marc will flesh out a little too by osmosis.

For Liz who needs it...

And for Mark, love ya, who I miss. Enjoy the Fug Girl's tribute to our favorite interplanetary magical creatures.

What a day.

The smartest thing I did today...

was find and claim a long-forgotten jar of organic peanut butter in the office kitchen, sneak four Famous Amos chocolate cookies, crumble them in a cup with a tablespoon of peanut butter and nuke the bastard.