Since everyone’s been making Strikeout ’07 icons, I thought I’d make an icon about some of the other hilariousness that Six Apart has brought us. Free for use by any and all.
Here’s Dusty, with Tegan and Nyssa.
Monthly Archive for May, 2007
In honor of the great LJ Strikethrough of 2007, I reprint here one of my favorite sequences from The New Adventures Of Queen Victoria.
Resist censorship while you’re still allowed to.
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/18928656/
How long until your kitchen counter crashes now?
“Charles Nelson Reilly was SO OLD….”
“HOW OLD WAS HE?!”
“…he was so old that he wrote his will on a (blank!)”
(Thanks to Ron Motta for contributing this one.)
Very good day yesterday. We drove up to Hoboken and took the PATH train into New York. Then we walked. And walked, and walked.
First we walked from 35th and 5th up to the Playboy building at 57th and 5th, where my friend Ron Motta works as a fact checker, and had lunch with him at a little hole in the wall with great pizza and passable corned beef. Some window shopping at FAO Schwartz and pin shopping (for Bryan) at the Disney Store followed right after.
Then we walked up to and around Central Park to the ABC complex on 66th Street. It was nice to finally see Augustus Saint-Gaudens’ masterpiece, the Sherman Monument, up close and personal, and to stride through Columbus Circle. Most of the times we make the three-hour trip to New York, we don’t get any further north than Times Square, and it was nice to see some different sights.
At ABC, I auditioned for Who Wants To Be A Millionaire, deciding to finally take a chance. The test was administered down in the commisary, where I sat with two guys from other parts of the Tri-State, one seat down from a woman from Cherry Hill, and across from a guy from South Carolina who took Amtrak up to audition. I passed the test with flying colors and charmed the interviewer (or at least I think I did), so I’m keeping my fingers crossed that I’ll be added to the contestant pool. Fingers crossed. At the very least, I won a T-Shirt in one of the warm-up exercises, where they were looking for people who had been mistaken for celebrities. I was once confused with Michael Moore, and that won me the shirt.
We then took the subway back down to 34th Street, to grab the PATH train back. The New York subway system has a unique scent that follows along throughout the system, no matter which station you are in. For those who have never experienced it, it’s a strange blend of stale air, ozone from the electric motors, and sweat. There might be some desperation mixed in there, too. It’s somewhat reassuring, almost comforting, sort of like “home,” even though I’ve never lived in New York and probably never will.
Just some ramblings on a Friday morning.
“While you can’t get blood from a stone, you can beat someone in the head with the stone until you get blood.”
Can you see why I like this guy?
http://www.godhatesamerica.com/
“WBC will Preach at Jerry Falwell’s Funeral!!
WBC will preach at the memorial service of the corpulent false prophet Jerry Falwell, who spent his entire life prophesying lies and false doctrines like “God loves everyone”.
There is little doubt that Falwell split Hell wide open the instant he died. The evidence is compelling, overwhelming, and irrefragable. To wit:
1. Falwell was a true Calvinistic Baptist when he was a young preacher in Springfield, Missouri, and sold his soul to Free-Willism (Arminianism) for lucre.
2. Falwell bitterly and viciously attacked WBC because of WBC’s faithful Bible preaching — thereby committing the unpardonable sin — otherwise known as the sin against the Holy Ghost.
3. Falwell warmly praised Christ-rejecting Jews, pedophile-condoning Catholics, money-grubbing compromisers, practicing fags like Mel White, and backsliders like Billy Graham and Robert Schuler, etc. All for lucre — making him guilty of their sins.
Falwell is in Hell, Praise God!!
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