November 2009
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Would it be strange if...
…I wanted to paint funny faces on women’s torsos using their boobs as eyes and photograph it?
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My letter to Santa...
Dear Satan,
As any good agnostic should, I’ve abandoned all belief in you, so I won’t be placing “not to go to hell” on my wish list this holiday season. However, if I had to ask His Evilness for something, I suppose it’d be for a reincarnation of pre-1974 Led Zeppelin. I figure you’d be the one to ask. If I believed in you, that is.
Seasons greetings,
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Too many vegetables, and other nursing home...
My brain is as scrambled as the eggs I wanted to eat this morning, but didn’t.
First off, we are 11 days away from the opening of our newest sketch show. I hope to goodness it’s funny. I think it probably is, but we definitely need to take a little break to rejuvenate our funny bones after this shit. Law of sketch writing #1: You cannot force funny.
Secondly, I’m so busy...
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Christ, I'm fucking starving.
Today was the craziest of crazy work days. Boring minutiae aside, you should know that I’m going to go home and concoct some sort of polenta-based vegetable casserole that includes ground beef. Don’t get angry at me if my crossing-the-streams cooking causes anyone visions of the arrival of the four horsemen, okay? We all know shit won’t go down until 2012, anyway.
All right,...
I like your little beard.
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Gareth Keenan, The Office
Got-ta try-ah, nah nah nah, try, try a little tenderness…
– Otis Redding, and nobody’s ever said it better.
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Can a bitch get some goddamned macaroni & cheese up in this shithole, or what?!
HOLY BALLS...
I just received a call from one of the religious organizations in town. I’m currently writing copy for a local program that will kick off the holiday shopping season, and they have purchased a quick highlight in the program, as they often do. So anyway, I’ve just gotten this call, and the principal at this organization demands that I rewrite the copy so that I make sure to emphasize...
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Hang on tight, girl, because this ride doesn't get...
I awoke this morning to find out that a friend of mine from high school (I haven’t seen her in 14 years now) passed away after a battle with cancer. That sucks. She was a cool broad—not judgmental or full of herself, and always up for a good laugh.
This is after finding out that my husband’s classmate also passed on last night from a battle with an illness.
We are 32 and 33...