Friday, April 15, 2011

TOO CORNY?


Get it? No one loves a 'dad joke' more than I. 

pumpkin is a gourd-like squash of the genus Cucurbita and the family Cucurbitaceae (which also includes gourds).[1] It commonly refers to cultivars of any one of the species Cucurbita pepo,Cucurbita mixtaCucurbita maxima, and Cucurbita moschata, and is native to North America. They typically have a thick, orange or yellow shell, creased from the stem to the bottom, containing the seeds and pulp. *WIKIPEDIA

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Baby it's Cold Outside [in Space]

It's already two weeks into the new year. The holidays are OFFICIALLY over.
Everybody stop having so much fun.
Get back to work.
Cookies are not part of a balanced breakfast.
Stop wasting your days (and nights) watching Sci-Fi movies.

Ok, so maybe that last part was just us.

Somewhere between Avatar, Back to the Future I, Back to the Future II (yikes, what were we thinking?), 2001 Space Odyssey, Attack of the 50ft. Woman, and Star Trek; you'd think Santa would've got his shit together and given at least ONE of us something like this to snuggle up under:

Quilts from right to left
RI36 in 30 Doradus, Phobos V2, Ambush in Quadrant 4 on the Far Side of the Pleiades

I don't think you really get it yet. I suggest you watch this video from the artist himself:




Lets get this straight. An intergalactic robot-assisted artist has taken time off from his salt and vinegar export business to travel back in time to sell his quilts on Etsy. Etsy must be much more lucrative then I had thought.

As always, I suspect the DeLorean is involved somehow.

Bravo!!

Monday, January 3, 2011

Mission Accomplished

Have you ever been to Royal Claytons? If not, lucky are you to be spared such horrors since it appears I have single-handedly taken them down. Quite fed up one day a few months ago, I signed up to Yelp and wrote this review:



Three days a go I received this response:

Just so you know......


I was fired over your Royal Clayton's review. It was terrible. I lost my apartment, my boyfriend, everything. I can see that was your first review so i guess my terrible service prompted you to sign up on here. Just so you know that DOES happen to people so use this site wisely, and in turn, I will work on my manners. Anyway, Clayton's is now out of business and I have a way better job. So thanks. I guess.




Yes, I entertained the thought that his could in fact be a prank, but my heart knows it is not. How else to explain the warm-fuzzy body high I felt when reading Katie's response? Two whiskey and ginger-ales you say? Yes, most likely. That and the warm embrace of justice being served.


You're welcome.


Yelp: mad respect.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

MENABERRY: Me Jane, You Tarzan

MENABERRY: Me Jane, You Tarzan

Me Jane, You Tarzan

Christmas came early this year- on Thanksgiving, to be exact. All I wanted was a stand up mixer and that's just what my favorite Boy got me. Not only is it honest and true, but it stands on it's own. Bonus. Thanks, Love-monster!

I get a kitchen appliance, and guess what he wants? An impact driver and a Skil saw. Yep, tools.  This is where we are in our relationship and I'm OK with that.  I just quit my job, everyone knows women aint got no head for business. It feels like I'm pregnant. I better go make some iced lemonade; him and the men-folk are probably real thirsty after all that barn raisin'.  Wait, What?

Do you have a favorite bakestress you need to spend some Christmas coin on? Here's a start:
#1- Apron by moi, #2- measuring spoons, #3- cupcake stand, #4- mixer of all mixers, #5- Linzer cookie cutters (give her this recipe with it, trust me), #6- cupcake liners, #7- Cake plate

Anyway...Here's a couple of pictures of Him and I. The first one is of us in our new place. I can only imagine how much better it's going to be once he gets that Skil saw. There's not even an outlet for this damn mixer.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Friday, November 5, 2010

I Have Seen the Future?

Some day it will be socially acceptable to smoke blunts rolled from Cuban cigars whilst attending your gay cousins wedding, to which you will have arrived on the country’s environmentally friendly public transportation. Those of us who live across the nation may choose to fly Southwest’s solar powered fleet which features ample leg room and complementary bubbly and/or bubba kush to all of their passengers. Better even still, you won’t have to take your shoes off at the airport anymore because the Drag Queen Military will have squashed terrorism in THEIR 7 inch lucite heels. So. Fierce. Pink camo has never been so hot.

Guess what!? Panda's are off the endangered species list!!! Thanks to an extensive rehabilitation they’re finally off the opiates and they have the energy to make sweet panda love again. All the empty jails are being repurposed into free amusement parks and wildlife refuges because there are so many goddamn panda's now we have to put them somewhere. Lord knows Guantanamo just wasn’t going to be big enough not to mention no one felt comfortable displacing the indigenous nudist colony that resides there.

However, pigs are now committing jihad once they've achieved optimal weight because they believe the highest honor in life is coming back as bacon. Our hands are really tied here, all we can do is say thank you sweet sweet little piggy. BLT's are served at Thanksgiving out of reverence, although some traditionalists prefer Club sandwiches but we don't judge them no we don't.

The Pope finally tied the knot with his mistress of 30 years (Madonna), and the material granny has convinced him to promote birth control and safe sex. Priests now pass out condoms after every mass. All the abortion clinics have closed due to lack of business and HIV is as foreign as polio. Don't you worry though, the clinic’s employees found higher paying jobs within a few days. Most of them are now employed at one of our nations many Community Centers which are actually the defunct Women’s Shelters founded by Sir Chris Brown and Mel Gibson. True philanthropists those two.

No one is offended by racial slurs because who can even remember the negative connotations? Somehow they’ve evolved in our lexicon as terms of endearment and it’s just as commonplace to call your lover “beaner” or “chink” as it is to say “sweetheart” or “babe”. “Some LA Niggas” is a popular lullaby, whispered to sleeping babies everywhere... which just goes to show- all you mother f*ckers did NOT forget about Dre. On second thought, such provocative children’s fare may also be attributed to the fact that more and more men are able to birth babies. Hmmm...I’ll have to look into that connection.

Global warming has reversed itself and it is highly encouraged that you throw your Big Gulp cup out of the window of a moving vehicle. All containers biodegrade within 24 hours, plus they are comprised of organic plant seeds native to the area; so in essence you are planting a tree or a crop every time you litter. Speaking of litter, can kittens be any cuter??? No, so clearly nothing has changed there.

In other related awesome news, The borders have all been opened up. It all started with Arizona’s pledge to protect, safeguard and support their Latin American brothers. Everyone was in such a heightened state of the warm fuzzies after the proclamation, the entire state (legal’s and illegal’s) banded together and vowed to expand the love across the border. Man, woman, and child fought side by side in a two day pillow fight which resulted in eradicating cartels and corruption in the Mexican government. The losers each got noogies, although some of the really bad ones developed prostate cancer which miraculously went away in those that were truly repentant of their evil ways. That’s how you could tell that they were genuinely sorry. To this day if you show an Arizona ID you get free taco’s and margaritas in all of Mexico.

The borders into Canada are open as well, but since no one really needs another little souvenir bottle of Maple syrup, people still just pretty much stay home.