St. Valentine was the original Ed Hardy

Alrighty, so after some random person was sounding off about how Valentine's Day aka VD as I call it, I knew it was bunk, so I decided to resort to good old fashioned researching. I was reading this article when I cam across this particular sub-heading and statement: "Relics and liturgical celebration The flower crowned skull of St Valentine is exhibited in the Basilica of Santa Maria in Cosmedin, Rome."


I think that their new slogan should read, "Ed Hardy...it's not just a trend, it's a tradition."

...Although in light of my referring to Valentine's as VD, maybe love kills slowly really is the apt slogan for them.

ICK.

Wikipedia. Better Than Cliff’s Notes

So the other day I ended up spending what was supposed to be a five or ten minute stint, which turned into over two and a half hours reading wiki-style. “Wiki-style” reading involves reading an article and then opening up new pages from the hyperlinks on those pages.  I was trying to figure out if certain books, of a trashy early gothic fiction type would be “kosher” to read.  Yes.  I know.  Totally contradictory in terms, but whatevs. After several instances of telling myself that I needed to go to bed, I finally decided to listen. Whilst I was winding down the massive amount of tabs, I realized something.  I now don’t need to read any of these books since in most cases the plot summary or synopsis was sufficient to tell the tale.  So what I’m really trying to say is that I sped read about thirty books in that short time span, skipping most all of the really weird crap and just giving me the good story line which was all I wanted in the first place. Yeah.  I cheated, but at least I can say I won’t be “scared for life” by my own mental pictures. Yeah if you hadn't guessed by now that I'm completely nutso from that statement alone...I'm at a loss.

Something A Little Different

In checking some of the blogs that I follow I came across this particular entry (November 7th) to be exact, and felt impressed to share it with those who are still gracing my blog with their presence ;)

Ah Facebook Facebook...

Thou art always good for a laugh.



Albeit slightly A-ppropriate.

My Own Personal National Lampoon's Vacation

I'm planning for an upcoming trip. This trip was supposed to be fairly simple, however it's done nothing really aside from becoming more and more complicated. Don't get me wrong I'm looking forward to it, it's just that....let's just say I hope Wally World isn't closed when we get there. I don't want to have to hijack the lowly security guard and force him to ride the rides with me. Although who wouldn't want their own theme park for a day?

Um...Question

Has anyone been using google's new tab page generator thingy? I can't think of the right terminology at this point in time. I like it because I'm lazy and I don't have to type out all the web addresses of the sites I frequent, HOW-EV-ER what I'm not so super excited about is that it frequently pops up with random WTC nastiness which I seriously don't need to see a thumbnail of. (sentence ended in a preposition...) so I turn on the mental filter PDQ ie closing of the eyes, and then try as quickly as possible to delete the thumbnail, and even after I delete the nastiness and it shows which ones are going to be shown it'll still come back with some new grossness. I've emailed them about it because choosing not to participate in that crap. I don't want to see it. Not now. Not ever.

I would probably go mozilla, but I'm not really a big fan.

Thanks google. You suck.
Affectionately PK.

Our Dogs Have Fleas

That is all.

Isn't there a song about that?

Ignorance is Musical Bliss

While planning for an upcoming trip I was scouting out possible locations and sites to see in the area.

I started with the areas of interest that I knew I wanted to visit and then from there starting checking out what else was on the map. To my surprise I found this.

Me being slightly more than ignorant in American History thought, "How random is that?" Thinking that John Paul Jones was this guy


not this guy

An Open Apology to the Aliens Who Abducted Me, and Upon Whom I Inflicted Great Destruction While Having a Panic Attack Aboard the Mother Ship

...Autobiographical.

My sincerest apologies. I have NOT forgotten, as a matter of fact I am still conjuring, concocting, and idearing to figure out what you might enjoy the most.

Some Items of Note

*I made it.

In one piece.


...mostly.


*While shopping at the Bullzeye yesterday evening with GM I saw something that was made specifically for NCS. A double feature in the DVD section which included the following titles:

Donnie Darko and Napoleon Dynamite.

I'm debating whether or not to go stand in line at Wally World this evening in order to buy a movie...ridiculous, I know, but my friend who works for another store of the same chain said that they were doing a bunch of give away type stuff for the midnight release... any takers?

Are you with me? Yay or nay?
*cricket cricket*
Which one means yes?

Can you name that movie?

P to the S- I miss my most recent roommate and her fiance, they were like brother and sister to me. I also have been thinking about other things which would normally be funny to my friends and myself, but nobody here gets them and I have to explain and therefore it's not really that funny anymore and in actuality seems a little lame once explained.

I also miss my friends that give good hugs. Random, but essential. You always need good hugging buddies that don't try to pass off some awkward side arm thing as a "hug." I quote what GM always says to Glitter, "Give hugs. Two arms."

That is all.

Who Does That?

Let's just hope their wives don't like to watch hockey on TV.



The question is, was Chris Farley ever a sperm donor?



Don't miss the guy in the background to the left.



Something tells me he won't grow up to become a vet.



Now that's classy.



Someone must really love his new step-mom.



Sometimes the view from behind home plate isn't so great after all. If you're gonna split your pants, make sure your underwear doesn't have holes in it.



After seeing this I bet you'll never forget to wear sun-screen again.

I'll have a Cup of the uhhh...

Rum Raisin. Yes, that quote comes from a very much lesser known and even lesser watched movie, Corky Romano.

Earlier this evening whilst doing some light blog stalking perusing. I realized that there was some annoyingly long website trying to open instead of just blogger. Well imagine my surprise when I realized that it had to do with the list of "followers" I had on my side bar. I investigated this and not only does it show who's following YOUR blog, but everyone else's blog that THEY follow and all the blogs that YOUR followers have. I must say, I'm definitely not a fan of this. I feel like it's a total invasion of privacy, and makes blog stalking that much more accessible.

I know.

I know.

I can always take this show in Tina Turner's foot steps and go private, but let's face it, I'm just too lazy busy right now.

Anyway, after trying and not very successfully might I add to rectify this annoyance, the following clip came to mind...

Since yootoob fails again to provide quality Pie-ray-ting ;) I've scavenged the quote
Paulie Romano: Get me a cup of the, uhh... rocky road there.
Ice Cream Vendor: Sir all of our flavors are on that sign there.
Paulie Romano: Oh, then just get me a cup of the pistachio.
Peter: Paulie, come on already.
Paulie Romano: Shut up.
Paulie Romano: [back to ice cream vendor]
Paulie Romano: Okay just get me the rum raisin then.
Ice Cream Vendor: The sign.
Paulie Romano: What are you lookin' at, huh? You suck. You suck suck suck.

*Blogger this one's for you...Well at least the first :51 seconds ;)

*I do not condone violence, however I felt this to be rather fitting, especially since I couldn't find my first particular scene of choice.

In any event I've eliminated the widget from my sidebar with extreeeeeme prejudice, and will be switching a few things around.

It's Still Funny....Okay Maybe That's Just Me.

While I don't run across quite as many weird and funny things as I used to, believe me I've still been able to find a couple. First off I found this little beauty.



Upon first glance it appears to be your average foam letters and numbers. Great for learning and chewing. Upon closer inspection (clickety to biggify) I noticed this.



I am perfectly well aware that this means exactly the same thing that it says in English. HOW-EV-ER, given that I have no clue what language this really is, my little movie warped mind went directly to this.



Moving on we come to this little beauty.



When I saw this one I had to do a double take, because I thought that the street name was something else. Seriously? Who's the highly intelligent individual (<-- read total moron) who named that particular road?

Rollin' of Epic Proportions!

I don't know how many of you actually watched the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade this year, but it takes the cake...or should I say pumpkin pie?




I LOVE RICK ROLLING!

My New Car

Who knew that a G3o M3tro could double as a Bond mobile?

OOOOORRRRR

as an urban or not so urban assault vehicle?

I think I might have to get one in case of a zombie apocalypse

What’s In A Name?

I was thinking...as I so often do...about names.

It helps that I come across a seemingly endless supply of them at work, but I was thinking about the name Jed. Completely random, as I don’t know anybody by that name IRL nor even among MOLFs. SO always wanting an answer for that which I don’t know, but is currently mystifying my mind, I headed over here. Where I entered my query...

And guess what I saw?

Wait do mine eyes deceive me?

No.

They don’t.

That’s right. Check out that one. Second from the bottom.

While it might be cool to have your name mean something apparently blessed, your child will also be blessed…to have an excessive amount of negative attention at his disposal as he pretends his stuffed animals are Ewoks, and yes, he has even named one after his pint-sized mentor who is ironically still shorter than your son, Master Yoda.

Hopefully you will have instilled enough tact into your child to keep him from referring to your local Big Bertha as Jabba the Hut. But remember...

I Spy...a FAIL!

In your absence I have found some Fails & Funnies. Welcome to my mini Tour de Fails



Do you see what I see?


FAIL!



I'm at a lo$$ for word$. $omeone $tole all my "$"e$$, and left them in the Jello cart.



This sign also doubles as a sentence. Hey it made me giggle!

Sorry I didn't have time to wrap it!

I found this little beauty all on my own!



Me hearts the Englilsh language!

Pardon My Obsession

I am one of those crazy people that is too old to being reading teenage fantasy novels...but that doesn't mean I'm not obsessed a fan.

So bare with me...no pun intended until August 2nd