Seriously, where the heck can I find the dapper giraffe with the top hat and monocle, as seen on Love Bites? Like 300 people have found my blog because they’re all searching for him, and none of us are having any luck. This search is more difficult than the final round of the Carmen Sandiego game show! At this rate I’m more likely to identify eight African countries within 45 seconds than I am to find that damn dapper fellow. Someone could be making money off of him, which is why I’m so surprised that he can’t be tracked down. … Continue reading Where In The World Is Sir Giraffington?
This is basically how I feel every day…more and more stuff to do every minute, and I just keep saying that I’m on top of it and hoping that’s somehow the truth. But thinking about Don’t Tell Mom The Babysitter’s Dead, and this scene in particular, really cheers me up. Btw, my second fave quote from that movie is simple but to the point: “The dishes are done, man!” I’m right on top of that Rose! Continue reading “I’m Right On Top Of That Rose!”
Reality TV is really, really easy to dislike – we all know this. I’m pretty tolerant of craptastic shows, movies, etc, but there are some that even I can’t handle. I’m talking to you, Teen Moms, Toddlers & Tiaras, and Real Housewives of any city! But I can’t take the high road, because I indulge in other pieces of reality TV trash like Jersey Shore, any competition show on Bravo, and my new favorites, the storage unit auction shows.
So yes, it’s easy to compile a list of all that’s wrong with reality television. But I’m not going to front like I’m too classy to enjoy the MTV Real World/Road Rules even though there hasn’t been a new season in like 5 years Challenges. Here are my top 5 fave things about reality shows, and the people who are on them:
1. Reality television is like the best psych experiment ever
Back in college, my pursuit of a BA in psychology led to many observation scenarios. You try to stay as removed from the subjects as possible, often behind a two-way mirror, lest you contaminate the environment you’re attempting to observe. Now, though, I can observe a huge variety of human behavior from the comfort of home! Maybe I’m wondering what it’s like to be a real estate agent in New York, or a Gypsy in the UK, or a cheerleader in Texas. Or, maybe I’m curious about how people react to losing large amounts of weight, having their car repossessed, or having pranks pulled on them.
One click of the remote and I have hundreds of two-way mirrors that I can peek through. Reality TV is also appealing to anyone that is nosy about basically anything. You can see inside people’s bedrooms, watch them break down mentally and then pull it together again, or get a voyeuristic thrill from seeing the Real World roomies strip down beneath the sheets. It’s like having a universal key that opens any diary you see! Continue reading “In Defense of Reality Television”
I hope you all realize that in my head I sound just like Biz Markie. So please ignore my actual voice, which, depending on opinion, sounds like a normal white girl from California. Instead, please imagine that you are hearing … Continue reading When I Say “Oh SNAP”…
If you don’t share my sentiments, you must be crazytown. Seriously, I don’t care if you’re a guy, girl, gay, straight, whatever, Paul Rudd is that guy you want to date, hang out with, and make babies with. That last part might just be me… Anyway, here are my fave Paul Rudd gifs thus far. I haven’t been able to find a good one for Totes Magotes…the only one I saw spelled it Totes Magoats and that just wouldn’t do! I’m majorly, totally, butt-crazy in love with Josh! Do what makes you happy. You want to wear a cape? Wear … Continue reading I’m Majorly, Totally, Butt Crazy in Love with Paul Rudd
Another entry from John DeVore and the Mind of Man! I think I can present this without much comment, because it’s so spot on. This is his response to blog commenters that accuse him of being bitter whenever he dares to expresses an opinion…I’m in favor of his pirate wisdom. Read on for the lols:
You can call me whatever you want, of course. That is why the Internet is awesome: it’s just one gigantic, super-futuristic AOL chat room. You can call me cranky, old (I’m the only 36-year-old I know who can nap on command) and you can call me an a**hole. Hey, I am an a**hole, especially to those of you who have poor reading comprehension skills. But I am not bitter. Bitterness is ingratitude. I am a very, very thankful (wo)man. For instance, I am thankful that anyone reads my babbling ever. Continue reading “Why “Bitter” Is Not An Accurate Term”
One of my favorite things is hearing completely nonsensical statements, out of context, when passing by strangers. The kind that make you say wait, what? I truly enjoy trying to piece together a reality in which the statement could somehow make sense. I also like people watching/listening in general, and observing the human condition. (That’s my fancy way of saying spying & eavesdropping!) Anyway, Ryan Gosling – seen here in an utterly drool-worthy shot that looks like he was modeling but really was just a candid, because he’s that hot ALL THE TIME – overheard a funny, and it cracked … Continue reading Wait, What?
When you look back on a lifetime and think of what has been given to the world by your presence, your fugitive presence, inevitably you think of your art, whatever it may be, as the gift you have made to … Continue reading Look Back On A Lifetime