Guess What Today Is!
A quick photo Journey around the interwebs told and in true fan girl/boy style.
I used
Pictures.
First Stop:
A funny thing happened along the way:

moar funny pictures
Next Stop:
Yes. That is a Giant Cow.
It has
FANGS.
I hope it doesn’t eat David!
A short trip down memory lane:
Do you know what I like about this picture?
When the photographer told Freema to arch her back ( for that all important cleavage shot )
David Tennant, in true team spirit did the same.
Good for him:
Side Trip:
This clip is a favorite of David Tennant Fans.
It’s a clip of Tennant eating an ice cream cone.
Yeah.
I know.
No. Way.
The Huffington Post said this is one of the worst movie tag lines EVER.
I do not agree.
Here it is:
Frogs – “Today the pond. Tomorrow the world.”
Worse HERE
Frogs are much abused- people eat their legs, play with their remains in biology classes and make fun of their accents ( ribbit-ribbit ). Now they want to rain all over their parade and make fun of their movie?
The world is a cruel, cruel place.
Hey…
Former nude model Scott Brown wants to scrap Health Care Reform
and start all over again.
BTW
His daughter wants to get back on American Idol.
AND
he just announced he
advocates a ” Big Tent ” for the Republican Party.
Yeah.
I’m not sure about the first two things Naked Guy is aiming for but he’s probably got the third in the bag.
Its Candy- For Your Brain
When I was a kid and had sent my Mom on of her many trips to Crazy Town VIA the crazy train she had this thing she would say.
She would look at me and growl
” don’t make me come over there “
As a rule the only things I was afraid of as a child were Zombies and all the Monkeys escaping from the Woodlawn Park Zoo’s Primate House.
So not only did I get the evil eye she would add the threat of
” Just wait until your Dad gets home. “
blahblahblah
So, I mention this because when people really tick me off, I can see my tiny little Mom standing there with a cigarette clenched between her teeth and she’s saying
” Don’t make me come over there.”

My little Sister was a cute kid.
She was so cute that when we were little and went to the Torchlight Parade the Seafair Pirates would always spot her in a the crowd and scare the heck out of her. She’d either take off running down the street or something else really sweet and dramatic and my Grandma Ginger would tell me to either help her or go and get her.
” Why.” I would say.
I was about six years old at the time, and feeling empathy for living creatures that did not have four legs was not in my nature.
” Because she’s your little sister.”
” How much will you give me if I do.” I’d say as my little three-year old sister was running around in circles somewhere in the crowd screaming for her life.
My Grandma would look at the Pirates and tell me, ” those guys have nothing on you Anita- nothing.”
They still don’t Grandma Ginger.

When I was a kid we lived in this very interesting neighborhood.
Right next door to us was ” The Hippie House.”
They were honest to goodness barefooted, long-haired free love passed out on their front yard hippies.
The Police were always over there- they were either taking someone away or dropping them off. It was very confusing. It took me awhile to figure out that Police Cars were not Taxi Cabs.
I liked them, the girls wore those beaded necklaces and the guys would look up from where they had passed out on their lawn the night before and say things like “
“ Stick it to the man” when they saw me headed to school in the mornings.
In case you’re curious- yes, yes I did.

When I was about 10 I was riding my bike home from the playground when my chain broke and somehow I ended up the middle of the road with my bike on top of me.
Cars drove around me, a few honked and one guy got out and said
”Get your ass out of the street. What are you, retarded?”
I guess I could have cried, or asked for help.
Instead, I spit on him.
That was one of my finest moments.
Ever.
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