Is it just me or did this weekend completely zip by? As my daughter is getting older and thus napping less, it seems my spare time has pretty much shrunk to nothing.

Last week I wanted to know how you shop, and 60% of you like to see the things you buy in person. I can totally relate to that, although I will admit that it seems stores are carrying less and less inventory and I am pretty much being forced to shop online for many things. Even though I would buy them in person if I could. Just the other day I was at Nordstrom’s, looking for Philosophy’s Save Me, and they didn’t have it. They had everything else but that. Of course, because that is what I wanted and that is the story of my life.

A couple of weeks ago I had a cupcake from this place, and I was completely underwhelmed. Which got me to thinking…

45% of you are watching ProjRun, and my favorite, Tim Gunn. I want to be Tim’s best friend. 27% of you refuse to watch the show, and 20% have no clue what I’m even talking about. You guys, get with the program! Pop culture knowledge isn’t evil, it’s fun!

As for today, I know a bunch of people who have seen Inception, and it seems they fall into two camps. Either they thought it was fantastic, or as one friend put it, “I would have rather watched Ernest Goes to Camp.” Ouch!

According to the results of last week’s poll, a full forty-six percent of you were never asked by your parents to go back to your room and change that outfit, missy.   I applaud you on your tasteful clothing choices throughout your youth. A devious thirty-three percent, though, were ordered to change, did so, and then snuck the clothes in your bag and managed to change back into them at a friend’s house or a bathroom somewhere.  I applaud you for your, er, ingenuity.  Seventeen percent were ordered to change and did so, I applaud you on your obedience, no matter how many things you uttered under your breath.  Only two percent had the cojones to ignore your parents’ directive, and I applaud you for somehow not getting grounded for life.

Today’s poll is about a man who, last week, placed an ad on craigslist to “sell” his two sons, claiming they could be used as “child slaves or footstools.”  He says it was all a big joke, and included that fact at the bottom of the ad. He was arrested for filing a false report, which seems to me the police didn’t have a whole lot to go on and were annoyed at him and wanted to arrest him for something.

How much do I love this ombre dress? I think I want one for myself.  Meredith Droeger aquits herself beautifully on the red carpet for the premieire of “Extraordinary Measures.”

Thirteen year old Bella Thorne from “Big Love” tries to mix it up with a bit of red. But I’m not sure I love the look as much as Meredith’s.  I am digging her shoes, though.

Ladies and/or gentlemen, I give you: Keanu Reeves, Boy Reporter.

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Oh, my. Mymymymymy. I’m not sure if I should be proud or ashamed that I got 10/15 on this quiz; the mind, it boggleth. It boggleth like nevair before. And I’m not even going to mention the parent/child issues in Dan Savage’s column lately.

Nope, you stay classy, raincoaster.

If you think you can do better (or worse) than me at this picture-based (and SFW right up until the Answers page, but WHOA, not then) quiz, click here to take it at the Home Made Sex Toy site, a most fascinating place. I am particularly delighted by the revolving spice rack stuffed with dildos (hey, how would YOU organize that many?) and the tips for converting worn-out toys to useful household articles. Although the butt plug/wine cork conversion is not something I’ll be trying at home.

A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds.

You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life.

Also nostalgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment… even those from long ago.

It’s been a rough, moist, muggy, overheated, overworked, sunburnt month around casa raincoaster, and when mine eyes lighted upon the following, as delightful to a grownup as a tea party is to a child, I knew that the BlogGod had granted my wishes and handed me A Really Easy Post.

Because who doesn’t luv them some chocolate, eh? Even Lord Vader melts a bit, under the right circumstances. Check it out:

Lord Vader on Twitter:

You are cordially invited to my chocolate party. Join me… or die. – http://bit.ly/1399jC

And look, just like everyone else in this hypermediagenic age, Lord Vader has party pix on Flickr:

Comment from Ekid:

Your lack of white chocolate is… disturbing.

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a politician possessed of the usual heapin’-helpin’ of self-esteem and windbaggery must be in search of an audience. Unfortunately, some of them have discovered our little secret, teh blawgs, as an outlet therefor.

This. Does. Not. End. Well.

Allow me to introduce Edmonchuckistanian Member of the Legislative Assembly Doug Elniski here:

Elniski posted the text of a speech on June 13 that he said he gives to junior high school students at Grade 9 graduation ceremonies.

Part of the posting included advice to girls saying, “Ladies, always smile when you walk into a room, there is nothing a man wants less than a woman scowling because he thinks he is going to get s–t for something and has no idea what.”

It continues, “Men are attracted to smiles, so smile, don’t give me that ‘treated equal’ stuff. If you want Equal, it comes in little packages at Starbucks.”

Now he says he was lying; he never give that speech at all, it was a complete fabrication, everything in the blog was made up, and he stole the jokes. Thanks, we feel so much better about you now.

Unfortunately, they are coming for your library privileges.

Seven year old Dominick Philip took part in a promotional photo session for the local newspaper, promoting the Nazareth Library, where he is known to be something of a regular. Sadly, it turns out that Dominick is an illegal alien intellect, hailing from nearby Tatamy, presumably home of wisdom-thieving Inkbacks who come over the county line in the dark of night, seeking to steal the 2 weeks of My Friend Flicka and The Hardy Boys which should rightfully belong only to those of Nazarene residency and status. When the heinous rights-theft was discovered, his library card was naturally revoked!

A library employee checked Dominick’s address after seeing his photo in the paper, then called and left a message on the family’s answering machine with the news, Melissa Philip says.

“As a parent, it just makes you upset,” she says, noting that it’s outrageous someone took time to research her son. “It’s a little over the top.”

What would Jesus borrow?