I’ve been swamped with life lately, so I’m dangerously behind on my shit-I-did-when-I-wasn’t-here-last-week wrap-up. Luckily I’m also way behind on doing things when I’m not here, so it all works out.
And now, this week’s Shit-I-did-when-I-wasn’t-here:
What you missed on Ill-Advised:
What you missed on Good Mom/Bad Mom on the Houston Chronicle:
What you missed on my sex column (which is satirical and vaguely safe for work if your boss isn’t a complete douche-canoe):
- Personally, I prefer Kate Middleton’s. Dress, that is. Not vagina.
- I’m never going to use the word “vagina” correctly. Please stop yelling at me.
- The Golden Girls parody is worth it for the theme song alone.
What you missed in my shop (tentatively called “Eight pounds of uncut cocaine” so that your credit card bill will be more interesting.):
- Own your own desk-sized Beyonce.
- The perfect anniversary gift.
- Don’t be ashamed of who you are. Crazy is the New Normal.
What you missed on the internets:
- Seeing yourself from someone else’s eyes.
- I started two boards on pinterest. One is bad-ass. The other will probably freak your shit out.
- I couldn’t go accept this award, but I was well-represented.
- Forbes said you should like me. Unless you have a penis, apparently.
- It was a slow news week on New Hampshire Public Radio.
This week on Shit-I-didn’t-come-up-with-but-wish-I-did-because-it’s-kind-of-awesome:
- My God, I love this man.
- It’s a little-known fact.
- If I could propose to this website, I would.
- I’ve had a lot of people ask how I fight off depression. Drugs, mainly. Also, songs like this.
- What an astronaut’s camera sees.
- Why the internet exists.
This week’s round-up sponsored by the insanely talented people at Round Table Companies, who make books/blogs/life into comic books. They did the illustration for this post. They are scarily awesome. You should check them out.
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I must thank you profusely for providing me with a way to look busy on the internet while looking at websites that I’m pretty sure the company internet filter should pick up on.
I’m both disappointed in how lazy the HR person in charge of filtering porn is and happy that I get to read things about letting bears maul children.
I had wondered if you stop doing this. Luckily, I was wrong. You make the Internet a better place.
I thought your Lesson 20 this week was inspired. I can’t believe how many people out there should be taking xanax daily, and aren’t, because man were there some twatty remarks to that post.
that vagina dress shares the shit out of me. and i’m a huge homo.
If men read this site then they would all KNOW that we are getting them giant metal chickens and it would ruin the surprise. So good for forbes, for keeping a secret.
I can’t believe the people that bother to correct your “vagina” vs “vulva” conversation… Get a hobby people, it’s FUNNY…..
My god, woman — that squirrel was obviously in need of an amaretto sno cone! It thought it knew where to go, but the only thing it got was a cold shoulder from camera lady. He’s going to crawl off to die in your walls.
BTW, it must be awesome having so many people adore you. Count me among them.
I DIDN’T know bears could type! Wow, I learn something new every time I visit your page!
What??? I am newish around here and I didn’t even know you did a sex blog. I am rushing over there right now because I, well, there’s no time for questions, dammit.
I watched that *entire* Kenny Powers clip. I love him too. At the risk of making you jealous of me, I’m going to tell you that I think I might have seen him at an indoor waterpark in Pennsylvania last weekend. Him or his doppelganger. I went up to him and said, “What’s up, mother fucker?” and just got a blank stare, so, actually, it probably wasn’t him.
Lesson 20 is ABSOLUTELY da BOMB DOT COM!!! lolol In other news, I totally almost lost my son to a rabid bear last summer when I entursted him to the care of my dad on an Alaskan adventure. It’s for real ya’ll!
My husband reading over my shoulder has lead to us sitting here and discussing how much eight pounds of uncut cocaine would cost. Guesses have ranged from fifty to a million dollars, so obviously we shouldn’t try to get into the business. We’d get ripped off.
I dunno, I’m pretty sure that being behind only applies to when you’re caught up in at least one place which means: congratulations, you’re not behind! (I realize you said “it all works out”, but really, you don’t even have to call it being behind.)
Now excuse me, I need to go figure out what pinterest is all about and how to get on there…apparently I have been living under a rock for some time because not only had I never heard of that site but I only recently found out about you! Better late than never?!
I didn’t even know who Kenny Powers WAS. Seriously. And now I’m a fan.
Fantastic wrap up! I need to see everybody’s pinterest page and TADA’s site just blew me away! Away!
That is the saddest squirrel I’ve ever seen, and that includes the one I saw with part of it’s tail nipped off. I called him Lucky Bastard.
You rock, Jenny!
If you aren’t supposed to say those 12 things to your child then what on Earth are you supposed to say to them? Geez. Parenting is hard.
I can totally see why you’d want to propose to Tada’s Revolution. I loved it!
That. Was. Vaginal!
OK, I know you really don’t like “the unlucky number” but frankly I am kinda stoked that my first time commenting on your blog that’s where I landed. Even if it means you just skipped over what I said. (not that you’re worried, but I didn’t write anything that awesome anyhow)
And now I’m sort of wishing that I had written “WOLVERINES!!!” in that first comment just so you could have had something pleasant to associate with “the unlucky number”…boourns!
i regularly tell my kids the rain is caused by god’s crying over the things they’ve said and done that day. i got the idea from jack handy.
If your kid killed Santa Claus, then you’ve got some explaining to do. Oh well. I guess there’s always Chanukah Harry.
My two favorite Kenny Powers lines ever:
“I said put something nice on. You look like a busted Daytona stripper in that shit.”
“Honey, I love you. I think you’re a terrific girl. But you got clothes like a fuckin’ dickhead.”
Is it wrong that I want to have his babies?
Tell the vagina people to suck your dicktacles.
I am really excited to try pinterest, but kind of afraid that once I fall into that world, I’ll never get back out. Is this how drug lord’s feel when they’re just drug princes [or princesses]?
Well, Jenny, it worked! Here I was on the verge of a full-scale meltdown and your post distracted me from it!
And this, is why I continue to read you. You save me from myself. Thank you.
I will literally be furious from now until the moment I’m wearing a T-shirt that says “Come at Me, Bro.” You’re move, K-Swiss.
Crap. I meant your. There’s nothing funny about typos.
I love you for using the word douche-canoe. I didn’t know that even existed… but you bet your butt i’ll be saying it until my next new favorite word comes along =)
AHHHH! WOLVERINES!!! 🙂
Um, you are right, your doll pintrest shit freaked me the hell out. but I still like you.
Thanks for getting me addicted to Pintrest! I have wasted so much time already.
I love your blog, I keep telling people in conversation about the 5′ metal chicken… purely hilarious! 🙂
Jeez you’ve got a bit on – it’s probably a good thing you don’t sleep 😉
Is Forbes written by men? I actually think more men should read your stuff. They’d learn a SHIT-TON of new stuff and also have something to talk to all us women about.
Also, thanks for the wrap-up. I’ve missed it!
I have to start this comment list of thoughts before even finishing this entry. Secondly, long time no see. I am finally catching up with all of your entries!
That squirrel is effing hilarious!!! I live in Fl where it’s 90+ every day, there are at least 50 squirrels running about in our apartment yard. However, I have not seen any of them lay like that. The Golden Girls parody? UHHH: LOVE! I also love Beyonce and the story of how she came to be!!! Everyone really needs a giant Beyonce knocking at their door. Hehe. And, lastly… wow. Tada’s Revolution website is amazing.
it’s official – my work is a douche-canoe as the firewall won’t let me visit your sexis website 🙁 how am I supposed to be entertained all day??? work??? 🙂
Just went over to Tada’s. Thanks for that recommendation. And kudos for Forbes. They know good shit when they see it.
Hahaha! This is so funny. I have learned a few clever lessons here. It keeps me coming back to this blog.
The link for “why the internet exists” just made my week. I’m a huge follower of mythbusters, so I was not surprised but still laughed myself to hiccups.
I have become all about metal chickens since your post about Beyonce and have been writing extensively about them on my blog. And I totally bought $59 of metal chicken shit over at Zazzle and linked my blog to you, so I hope you don’t mind my trying to get everyone I know to come over here and read your stuff.
Now I must go see what you think is so awesome. Thanks for being you. I want to stalk you, but I’m not smart enough.
Chelle at http://www.lifeonthedomesticfront.blogspot.com
Kenny Powers may be a genius, but he’s still a puss. BAM! Tell him I said so.
So much to love here! And if you listen to the full WITS broadcast, you’ll hear Wil Wheaton as one of the call-in guests. Hyper-geek lovegasms!!
So Colbert was right?! Bears ARE our greatest threat?!
“Content blocked by your organization” for your sex column at work. What douch-canoes…
The Forbes article confused me- are “chicks with dicks” excluded? because I know a couple of “gals” in Weho that are gonna be pissed.
Also Annadanna is right- think of what the menfolk could learn from Victor- like how NOT to end up with a life sized Beyonce in your yard?!?!? But I think men are really well represented in these comments…
Sorry to bring up big metal chickens again but another Beyonce sighting here in Seattle at the famous Beth’s Cafe known on TV for its 12-egg omelette.
If ever there were two words to get your interest, they must be “Custom Blythe”. She’s purty.
Also, I see Wikipedia is still being regularly vandalized by people trying to remove Big Metal Chickens from the list of Wedding Anniversary gifts. This is going to run and run.
I love ur pinterest boards and the bjd one totally didn’t freak my shit out, lol . I love them too and I even made one myself out of clay. 🙂
i really think that the shop should include beyonce towels and a door mat… i keep checking and hoping…
I’m pretty sure zazzle has a thing against your desk sized Beyonce. I’m in the desert and it won’t ship to me! it will ship everything else to my APO address, just not Beyonce. That is absolutely ridiculous. All I wanted was a desk-sized giant metal chicken so I can have it stare at me and everyone else while I’m trying to do some paperwork… is that too much to ask? On the bright side– it DID let me order a “POISON” mug. and that made everything better…. though I am still chicken-less. Thank you for putting a little smile in my normally boring day!
Be Furiously Happy t-shirts, please!