Wednesday, February 28, 2007 at 2:46AM James: "I'm hungry. I've been hungry since I went to bed last night.... No, wait, that was two nights ago."
And for even funnier one-liners (or several-liners), visit Things My Boyfriend Says.
Thursday, February 15, 2007 at 2:53PM I love bacon. I don't eat it every day, but I think I could -- if I lost all self-control, which let's face it, is not hard to imagine. Especially when it comes to bacon. Bacon is probably the main reason I couldn't successfully become a vegetarian.
I like my bacon ~~extra crispy~~. This is a perfect example of how James and I are a / house / divided. But more on that in a later post. For now, here are two bacon-related products that both of us can agree on. (I found out about both of these from Dooce.com, an apparent kindred spirit in the bacon department.)
First, I give you BACON BANDAGES! These look a little undercooked for my taste, but where else am I going to find wearable bacon? (Okay, apparently, here.) Get your own box.
Wakey, wakey: eggs 'n bakey! Okay, no eggs here, but all we really want is the bacon anyway, right? Check out this bacon-cookin' alarm clock, resembling a cute little piggy, no less. Sadly, it doesn't appear to be for sale.
And while we're on the subject of meat related household goods, get a load of these plush, stuffed meat replicas from Sweet Meats (via MightyGoods).
Tuesday, February 6, 2007 at 4:27PM James: Local-TV-Anchorwoman was in the store again today with her three kids.
Me: Yeah? She's there a lot.
James: Her husband's phone wasn't working.
Me: Oh.
James: She called me a bastard.
Me: What?! She's Local-TV-Anchorwoman! She can't do that! What happened?
James: She asked me if we have kids. I told her that we're enjoying it just being the two of us right now.
Me: Okay....
James: And she said, "You bastard!"
Saturday, November 18, 2006 at 10:34PM Okay, I know, I know... I haven't posted about abortion, same-sex marriage and my take on ethics vs. morals, as previously promised. It's the weekend people, give me a break. I've stepped off of my pundit soapbox. I may or may not step back on it.
For now, in the spirit of Saturday silliness, I bring you The Mr. T Virtual Playset.
For more Mr. T fun, check out this video, in which the big T stretches muscles he "never knew" he had and strikes the goddess pose. It's guaranteed to crack you up and perhaps creep you out. "First name Mr. Last name T." Indeed.
Oh, and keep the jibber jabber to a minimum.
silliness Friday, October 27, 2006 at 2:00PM 
I found this angry looking god-turned-waterspout on the side on an apartment building near the Pittsburgh neighborhood of Squirrel Hill. I'm not sure which god it's meant to be. Maybe Bacchus or Dionysius because of the grapes? But being the god of wine, wouldn't Bacchus look happy and easygoing? Then again, maybe he's an angry drunk. And apparently, "Dionysus sometimes has the epithet Bromios, meaning 'the thunderer' or 'he of the loud shout'." But this guy doesn't look so much like he's shouting as blowing or spitting. Perhaps it's that badass Zeus, the god of sky and thunder. But he has no lightning bolt, just a waterspout. Unfortunately, I've never actually seen water coming out of his mouth. Maybe he shoots out wine instead!
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