Sunday, July 18, 2010

I am not a golden god.

I'm not going to bother apologizing for the repeated lull in activity because I recently had two experiences which forced me to come to terms with the fact that I am a mere mortal.

UNO - I exceeded my bandwidth on Photobucket. I had been posting gifs, screencaps, and silly pictures all over the internet, not thinking for a moment that my Dancing Artie Party would ever end.
Exhibit A: Artie dance
Then, horror struck. I was cut down in my prime, all of my situationally-hilarious snippets turned to badges of shame.
Exhibit B: That's what shame looks like, folks.

Now I know that I have to slow my roll. Or, at the very least, create an army of accounts, thus further crowding my life with clutter. Not sure if digital clutter is quite the same as a collection of Burger Kings toys from the 90s, but you get what I mean.

Dos - Being a good American, I wanted a PB&J. Two slices of rye and one spoonful of Jif later, it was time for the jammyjam. Got my raspberry goodness all set up and was about to seal the deal/the bread together in a delicious matrimony until I saw an irregular lump on the jammyjam side. IT WAS A BUG, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. A DEAD BUG.

Not that I try to relate every possible moment of my life back to Anne Shirley and her shenanigans, but all I could think (other than, 'Ew. Ew. Ew.') was, 'Well, I suppose in the end it was a romantic way to perish. For a bug.'
My sentiments exactly, Ms. Shirley.

There is always good news! Despite technological failings on my part, the Fringe posts are finally up. Belated One and Belated Two.

Follower Love-Fest #10: Rich

Rich's blog is the glorious Bittersweet. I don't know where he gets all of these recipes and, quite frankly, I don't care. Everything looks tasty and gives my baking-challenged self hope that I can make tasty treats without burning the house down or poisoning my loved ones. Plus, he's a snarky dude, which I love. Hey, he says it himself, 'Sugar and sarcasm.' Always a winning combination.


  1. Yo dawg, I was chillin' with Russell and he says that you ARE a Golden God. So there. You heard it from the man himself.

    Also, the bandwidth and bug stories broke my heart a little bit. And I have to admit, the Glee GIF was entertaining. And that's the nicest thing I'll ever say about Glee.

    Also, your Fringe posts are glorious, as ever. Please for the love of God never stop writing.

  2. I hate you a little bit. But not really.

    You crack me up. You crazier than bread, AND BREAD IS CRAZY.
    But, as God is my witness, I will never write again until you learn to love Glee.

    That's not true.

  3. Thank God. Coz then you would NEVER WRITE AGAIN.