the wildbirds: 421 (everybody loves you)
i’m back from boston, and i’ve got a few photos to share of our adventures and (mostly) food! but, since our flight was delayed and didn’t land in austin until 2 AM last night, my pants had no energy to upload any photos to le flickr.
instead, you shall reap the benefit of me, catching up on several days worth of internet treasures. and, to liven it up a little, i’ll include a tiny write-up for each one. so then you can feel like you’re actually reading something MEATY, without the fat (get it? sausage links? HA!).
first of all, you guys, who cares if paris hilton is in jail when BUFFY HAS BEEN ARRESTED?!!!! WHAT IF THE HELLMOUTH OPENS UP WHILE SHE’S BEHIND BARS? we are totally gonna be fracked. oh wait… you mean, kristy swanson? the MOVIE buffy? not sarah michelle “i’m tiny but i WILL kick yr ass while my hair continues to look amazing” gellar? oh, well, then. nevermind.
when i was a kid, i often planned my method of attack (ok, defense), should a burglar come into the house while my parents were, say, in the backyard (my parents didn’t leave me without a responsible adult until i was about twelve). since i didn’t play sports, i didn’t have any cool trophies i could use as bludgeoning devices. BUT i did have barbies. and heaven knows their hands are POINTY. not to mention their tiny plastic shoes. also, i had a laundry hamper i could fit in. now i realize what i REALLY could’ve used was a samurai sword like THESE kids.
here is my most recent favorite picture of puppies on flickr:

HI PUPPYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!
many of you know about my ongoing love affair with seth green (i cannot TELL you how many times people have asked me about our difference in height. GUYS. come ON. a few inches is NOTHING when faced with the overwhelming power of true love). however, in spite of our *numerous* intimate conversations about life, death and the cast of buffy, he NEVER mentioned to me that he was featured in a totally street-smart nerf commercial. oh seth green, you’re so MODEST! especially about yr capacity for FLIPPY BANGS!! zzzexy.
i think those crop circle aliens are getting a little trashy, don’t you? hey now! go fulfill yr fantasies in some other universe, ok? we like to keep our planet clean, OBVIOUSLY.
sometimes i daydream about being on mtv cribs and wonder what i would highlight about my apartment. the extremely treacherous steps? my awesome yellow shower tile? the over 1,400 pictures i have framed? my stuffed peep, peepee? do you ever wonder what michel gondry would show? a tiny bed? a cardboard fridge? yes and YES.
i am really excited about this movie. from now on, expect me to end all phone conversations with: JUSTICE IS WAITING FOR YOU.
i’ve decided that the only “musician” allowed to write songs about national tragedies is r. kelly. everyone else is simply INCOMPETENT. and sadly, this includes m.c. hammer. he is no longer 2 legit and instead must 2 quit. HEYYYYY!
my favorite recent cupcake picture on flickr:

and with that, my case of the mondays is GONE DADDY GONE.

















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