(Actually, Walt is turning in his cryogenic chamber thing and you can bet when they finally thaw him out and bring him back to life, he’s gonna be pissed about this)
Every now and then, I feel the need to acknowledge the things I don’t understand. At the top of the list is Disney Eggs....
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Archive for March, 2009
Walt Disney is Turning in His Grave *whirrrr whirrrr*
Save Your Outrage for Something Outrageous
Like many of you, I watched Obama on Leno last night. Unlike many of you, I fail to see what the big fuss is about. The media-generated moral outrage at President Obama’s Special Olympics remark is just that…media-generated. Additionally, it’s somewhat ironic that the same party of people who think it’s hilarious to mass...
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It CAN Happen to You
After reading an article in the Washington Post questioning whether accidentally leaving a child in a car (resulting in the child’s death) is a crime, my heart ached and I felt kind of sick. I always do when I think about a baby or toddler strapped into their car seat either baking or freezing...
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All I Can Tell You is That it Will Be Tons of Fun
The People's Party, peoples party, blogher 09
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Just Looking…or Maybe Not
I was reading the paper online this morning and came across this article about a study that says people in committed relationships, on the whole, quickly look away when they encounter an attractive member of the opposite sex. Apparently, they typically don’t even know they’re doing it; that it’s some sort of automatic response,...
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What New Moms REALLY Want
Porn for New Moms is, from what I can tell, a book of photos of men doing what new moms most want them to do, which is to get off their asses and help (no offense, fellas) So yeah, it’s pix of hot guys holding babies, changing diapers and stuff like that and it’s...
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Everthing is Amazing, Nobody is Happy
This is a great video. This guy is funny and so spot-on about how ridiculously spoiled we all are…
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Ouch
Son: Mommy, you my fwend.
Me: Awww…you’re my friend, too, buddy
Son: And TV my fwend.
Me: *cringing on the inside* TV? Really?
Son: Yes
Me: Okay, but who do you like better—mommy or TV?
Son: TV
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