Archive - October, 2008

Lil’ O’Reilly

In the same vein as Little Gordon Ramsay, we now present a tiny tinpot tyrant whose subsequent showbusiness career will never allow him as much unfettered scenery-chewing as he has here been afforded at the tender age of, what, eight? Barring William Shatner biopics, of course.

Everybody’s a Comedian, Eh?

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I don’t know if you’ve garnered enough information about me to know that I’m a bit, er, picky. I know, you are aghast with shock. Whenever we plan a day trip somewhere, I am the type of person who must come prepared with every single thing we might need. Most of the time the Scarecrow’s needs are taken into account as well, but sometimes I am in a hurry and would like to spend at least a bit more time at our destination than I have packing.

We were walking to the entrance of our travel objective, and my husband was complaining that I had forgotten to pack his hat.

There is something completely wrong with that above sentence, and I’m guessing you will be able to spot it a mile away. Why is that men, who have important jobs and assure us that they do important things all day at work, turn into whining incompetents the second they walk through the door of the house? Or maybe it’s just mine.

Anyhoo, after his complaint about my abject failure to anticipate his every need, I exasperatedly replied, “Why am I responsible for every single thing? Why can’t you be responsible for your own stuff sometimes?”

To which some random man standing a few feet away called out to me, “Because you’re the mom, that’s why!”

My friends, even though I know nothing of martial arts, I had a very strong desire to perform some sort of fluid, graceful movement that would set this impudent person’s knees a-buckling and his body to the pavement, with nary a hair on my head displaced.

But propriety reigned, and I instead laughed. A very fake laugh, it must be noted.

I hope he could tell.

Wordless Wednesday: Gandhi from Babies

Gandhi from babies

Children in Siliguri, India, waiting their chance to take the stage in a Gandhi lookalike contest celebrating the 139th anniversary of his birth.

Ben & Jerry’s Newest Flavor: Whatever They Ate This Morning

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According to Epicurious, PETA has sent a letter to Ben & Jerry’s asking them to replace the cow’s milk used in their ice cream with breast milk. 

A portion of the letter written by PETA Vice President Tracey Reiman:

The fact that human adults consume huge quantities of dairy products made from milk that was meant for a baby cow just doesn’t make sense. Everyone knows that ‘the breast is best,’ so Ben & Jerry’s could do consumers and cows a big favor by making the switch to breast milk.

Ummm, yeah.

Are they not aware that breast milk takes on the flavor of whatever mom ate during the day? That is why breastfeeding women are advised not to eat spicy foods, or foods that may upset baby’s tummy.

I thought at first that Ben & Jerry’s would have a difficult time employing enough women to produce all the milk needed. But then, I realized that sales would most likely drop off radically enough that they wouldn’t be needing to employ anyone at all after a while. 

Wordless Wednesday: Yes!

Gina Glover's YES!

by Gina Glover in the Guardian

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