Tuesday, June 5, 2007

a smattering of more entertainments

In honor of my much better mood today, I offer you some treats to make your own day better. (Please note, these will not cure any ankle bites received by walking past me muttering under my desk yesterday. I offer you my sincere apology, though, and can reassure you that, yes, you taste like chicken.)

1. "BERLIN: A nine-year-old German girl was so upset about having to tidy her room she put up a sign in her window urging passers-by to call police for help." If only it worked.

2. I commute to work on the M train, a considerably undervalued train in the transit system. As such, I love and value it greatly. And apparently, there are a few others who feel the same way -- most notably, a woman I commute with almost every morning. I call her Banana Clip (in my head). Because, twenty years after they have gone out of style, she wears a banana clip in her hair every day. If I don't see her at Brooklyn Bridge, I get a little depressed. I love Banana Clip.
  • Sidebar: in looking for an adequate pictorial representation of a banana clip, I came across a number of them that have fake hair attached. My Banana Clip uses only real hair. And uses the hardcore, 80s style banana clip, not one of these new-fangled, new-millennium style products.
  • Sidebar Part Deux: Does this picture scare anyone else?


3. Speaking of scary, have you seen this? Yikes!

4. Speaking of beautiful (oh, were we, Kate? I didn't realize.) I woke myself up from a dream the other night by talking. I was dreaming that I was in a bar (which I had been for several hours before going to bed) and that someone was telling me how beautiful I was. And apparently, I sat straight up in bed (because I woke up that way) and said, "No, no, go ahead, tell me how beautiful I am. Nobody says that to me enough."

Then I cracked up and fell back to my pillow.

5. Remember when I claimed to be famous... again? Well, I finally got a copy of the article my friend had written for backstage and found that I had been amply quoted in it. Which was excellent because, for the most part, I didn't sound like a total moron... except for the part where I said I wanted my "special parts" in my headshot. Awesome.


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