Friday, March 28, 2008

this guy is AWESOMESAUCE

back when i learned dance routines to pop songs, i wished i was this good

Saturday, March 22, 2008

blogger help desk

fellow blogger users,
I used to have a favicon (the nice little icon instead of the Blogger B up there in the address bar) but one day it went away. It was hosted by myfavatar.com, and they're not returning my calls. Anyone know how I can get my C icon back up there?
thanks and love,
calhouner

**WOO! it's back up. thanks to Geniusman Sasha

Friday, March 21, 2008

sweet niblets

i've thought about this before — how i should have a direct internet connection to my brain. that way when i'm nowhere near a computer (or it's an inappropriate blogging time) i could just send those posts i dream up. cause i blog mentally alllll the time. just never here. at my blog. ANYWAY. let me know if you hear of a wireless chip i can implant in my cerebral cortex. i am willing to be the first human test subject.

sip of coffee and we're back. good good friday morning to you all. i forgot to do my token easter joke yesterday at work (poor coworkers), y'know, where you hold your arms out to the side, feet together, and say, "What's this?" A bad way to spend easter. hardy hahaha.


sitting right beside me are two new issues of two brillo magazines:
Bust and Shameless. And I haven't even peeked yet. BALONEY. i have been vair busy with work, as have most other people i know; we work a lot, but not coal miner a lot.

our book on Miley Cyrus is going EXCELLENTLY and i have to say that if i were a pre-teen/early teen right now, instead of someone who thinks she's 29 when really she's still got a bit of 28 left, I would be a MAY-JAH
Miley & Hannah Montana fan. As it is, I am really good with pop music and TV and hey, she does both! And maybe I've mentioned this before but her lyrics are solid — stand up for yourself and voice your opinion, like me for me, i wear old blue jeans, stuff like that. Last night, i watched my first episodes of the show and it's super cheesy and slapstick but also...funny? i totally LOL'd you guys. (if you wanna watch Miley and her friend Mandy on youtube, they have their own inane but somehow still charming show.)

my newfound super-like for Miley should be no surprise to Claire. she knows that whatever i'm into, i'm really into. so the past few days while working on our unauthorized look at scrabble and its players (letterati), all i can think about is playing scrabble. heart book? listen to heart all the time. like the spice girls? buy spice gum and every other piece of merchandise, learn dance routines, and pretty much forget studying in first year uni. hey, wanna see the new heart book cover? ok. it's kinda pinkish. apparently ALL my book covers are pink.

i think Roommate Adam F, esq., forgot that
Lost was on last night. Why else would he go out on a Thursday night? Let me tell you that I didn't realize how much I missed the tension between Michael and Walt on that show until last night's episode. Also: no one on that show is a better actor than (hold please while i google him) Harold Perrineau. Remember when he was Mercutio in Romeo + Juliet? I do. (Sometimes a picture of him in that drag outfit pops into my head while watching Lost.) My point being: no one else can carry a full episode like he can, so a hearty welcome back and thanks for not dying...yet.

okay. well. i guess it's time for me to hit the books. let's end with an easter memory. remember that time when the guy i totally loved all through high school found out my family didn't celebrate easter (he was christian, i was/am not) and then he totally came by my house on easter sunday with a nice pile of his easter chocolate to give to me? that was awwwwwwwwwwwww.

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Sunday, March 09, 2008

i think they changed the clock by 2 hours

i swear i woke up and my watch said 9 a.m. and then i had a cup of coffee and my computer said 11 a.m. wha?

your weather: vair sunny in my bedroom but the snow that's piled outside my window hasn't all the way melted so it's likely a bit crispy. if i was a skiing or otherwise outdoorsy winter type, i would be doing something. outdoorsy.

instead: it is a Goldfrapp Seventh Tree day, read lettres from glorious Claire-a-Tron day, drink cafe au lait day, and stretch out my achy breaky limbs day. because yesterday was the first

dance dance party party: an invention of two brilliant ladies in nyc, it's now spread to 15 cities and i'm trying to give it a go here in toronto. yesterday was the first one and the winter wallop, as the weather network lovingly referred to our snow-pile-on, conspired against our need to dance it out. we persevered and brought some dope moves to the floor, including some spontaneous choreography to Rick Astley, a walk off, some flashdance moves, and near heart attacks from overexertion. this is pretty much the playlist (but add in more britney and m.i.a.), dj'ed by yours truly, DJ Criss-a-Tron.
stretch yawn stretch yawn laze and curl up in the sun. that is what i am going to do alllllll day.

Saturday, March 01, 2008

sky high

woot von wootsauce. i just bought some lawn tickets to see sir kanYe west along with his friends and mine rihanna, n.e.r.d. and lupe fiasco. i love buying tickets from ticketmaster when a show first goes on sale cause it is SO nerve wracking. but that love and excitement turns into rage when you see the GIANT bloody charges they add on top of the ticket price. but that is old news.


for some funny internet reading (not always hilarious but generally worth a waste of your time): Stuff White People Like. Two of my favourite bloggers (Sharelle and KanYe) recommend it too.

my sister and i went to see
Semi-Pro on Wednesday night and while it was super dumb and so poorly filmed you can't even believe it (also André Benjamin should stay away from movies), i highly recommend it to those who think Will Ferrell is hi-larious. there is one scene in particular, which we can talk about once you've seen it, that had me laughing so hard and i was so crazy tense and covering my face. it was serious. those two minutes alone make it worth it. and if you end up not liking this moving picture, well, S my C, you jive turkey.

guess what i haven't done.
read any atwood.
but i do owe the tpl some late fees! so that will help their 2008-09 budget.

i haven't read anything that isn't work-related in quite some time. my leisure hours have been filled with
crosswords and a LOT of terrible wga-strike television programming. never have i watched so much american idol. the other night, before LOST (which is so much better this season i cannot even believe it), i watched a program called America's Most Smartest Model. (The title is a joke, the competition is dead serious.) I was telling Sarah D. about it yesterday at work and NEARLY got her to spit chocolate milk all over the board room table. Next time! **I just googled the show to find some biting, hilarious recap of how crapplesauce this show is (y'know instead of writing one myself) and all I could find were people talking about who their favourite contestant is and blahblahblah. Holy geez, do people take this stuff seriously? help.

happy birthday tomorrow to amie and david. amie, incidentally, would have been named david if she came out a boy.