November 19, 2008
buyhercandy:

(via my flickr)
look what i just bought! now she/he just needs a name. my old 350d was called nancy ava, and my polaroid is called sid. any suggestions?
i also got it for the bargain price of AU$1050. plus, i’ll be getting about $100 of that back through the tourist refund scheme when i go to bali in december. ohh yes.

If the name theme I’m sensing is the name theme you have, then I say Lydon!

buyhercandy:

(via my flickr)

look what i just bought! now she/he just needs a name. my old 350d was called nancy ava, and my polaroid is called sid. any suggestions?

i also got it for the bargain price of AU$1050. plus, i’ll be getting about $100 of that back through the tourist refund scheme when i go to bali in december. ohh yes.

If the name theme I’m sensing is the name theme you have, then I say Lydon!

November 18, 2008
spectra:

SUPER OBAMA WORLD!
Greta: “Oh no! Sarah Palin just killed me!!!!”

This is the greatest thing ever.r

spectra:

SUPER OBAMA WORLD!

Greta: “Oh no! Sarah Palin just killed me!!!!”

This is the greatest thing ever.r

unicornology:
swallowed by kitties!

unicornology:

swallowed by kitties!
albertinho:

clareables:

cambamalot:
Thankyou.
!!!!!!!!!!!!

Can this go for any “inspirational” proverb-filled powerpoint?

Stop using Papyrus full stop. It’s worse than Comic Sans. There, I said it.

albertinho:

clareables:

cambamalot:

Thankyou.

!!!!!!!!!!!!

Can this go for any “inspirational” proverb-filled powerpoint?

Stop using Papyrus full stop. It’s worse than Comic Sans. There, I said it.

Christina Hendricks as Joan on “Mad Men” (left) could singlehandedly bring back hips. Real hips. The kind that will send a skinny man skittering across a dance floor. And I must admit that my jaw still drops when she sashays on screen with a rump as big as a holiday ham. My first reaction is always: She’s huge! What a silly reaction to a woman who is probably a size 8 or 10.

Then I realize that most leading women on TV, such as Holly Hunter and Teri Hatcher, are pipe cleaners, and so I never expect to see prime-time zaftig. It’s as odd to me as a virgin martini. Frankly, I am so accustomed to seeing protruding hipbones that I have to adjust my own visual definition of what is womanly. That’s pretty screwed up, in fact.
November 17, 2008
I can has a job!