One day, I will have an original thought.

So, I thought I was pretty clever. The other day I was laying in bed, trying not to get up for work, and I thought, "hey, Sarah Palin is just like the mom from Bobby's World." LOLZ I r so funny with my mid-90s references. I shall surely blog about this, I thought.

First order of business: find an image of Bobby's mom. Let's start by Googling "Bobby's World."

Oh, son of a bitch.

Goose Love

A wonderful column by Nick Kristof about how geesez luv each other.

Congrats, Maddow: I love you

Hey, remember how I had a new blog? Then I didn't post for about 37 days. Well, I'm back, because I can't keep it inside anymore: I love Rachel Maddow.

Those of you close to me know that this is quite a reversal of my earlier feelings for the MSNBC pundit. Tom and I use to track how many minutes into Olbermann it took for Maddow to show up. It was generally between 6 and 11. She was just way too much on there, and Olbermann's smarminess didn't lend itself well to her wry sense of humor. They came off sounding schticky, like some warped political unfunny Abbott and Costello, but with a lesbian and a sportscaster.

So when I saw Maddow was getting her own show (directly following, natch, Olbie), my reaction was, of course, "MADDOWWW!!!" as I shook my fist at the sky.

Then I caught the first couple of minutes of her show one night, and I thought she was pretty calm and refreshing and fair-minded, especially right after the spittle-soaked rage of Olbermann. So I caught a little more of the next night, and then stupid Moe from Gawker wrote something confusing and ill-conceived about her being the first butchy gal on primetime cable news, and I found myself getting... defensive? Let's face it folks. I was in love.

Some things you may not know about my little news kitten:

• She was the first openly gay person to be a Rhodes scholar
• Her birthday is April Fools' Day!
• She met her partner when she (the partner) hired her (Maddow) to do yard work!

This election has not been so good for ladies. Poor Hillz got spanked and then along comes Moosey McBeehive to save us from our abortions and build us all a Bridge to Everywhere. The more people try to NOT talk about these women as, well, women, the more offensive the dialogue gets. But one special lady has come out on top this fall: my buddy, Rachel Maddow. Go, girl!

MSNBC replays 9/11 Today Show footage; confused grandmas everywhere freak out

Dear MSNBC: Thanks, but no thanks-- you really do NOT have to keep replaying the Today Show footage from the morning of September 11. You're making everyone weepy and on edge! And really, isn't the most important part of a traumatic event when you squash it down into a tiny ball of memories and tuck it away behind your medulla oblongata and not think about it until one day you're driving along in a different city from where the whole thing happened and it comes out and you lose control of the car?

Why can't you pay tribute in a more meaningful way, like our beloved Wonkette?

Buffalo: Cheap (Green) Bastards

Buffalo is leading the nation in increased light rail use, according to the American Public Transportation Association and the Buffalo News.

The city's hobos continue to express their indignation as countless young professionals and cheap ornery old guys crowd onto the Metro Rail, aka Hobo Town Inc. Also, my mom won't let me use it (due to aforementioned hobos.) Hobos.

Gossip Girl Recap

I have no fucking clue what is going on in this show.

Canadian Beanz: A Pictorial

Some thoughts on Saturday's Vegetarian Festival in Toronto and MC Chris concert in Buffalo:


This is me after a cup of tea, a cup of coffee, an hour drive to Toronto and twenty-five minutes of traffic to get off the QEW. Shit was getting serious. Then, luckily, we were there! Almost.

More traffic under some ominous cloud cover and Canada's adorable version of the Space Needle, the CN Tower. Aw. Look at them go! At this point, with rain threatening, my bladder pulsating and no end to the traffic in sight, I was beginning to wonder if this was the blunder of the year.

Pretty.

All I had to eat that morning was a handful of Mini-Wheats. So after that harrowing ride, I was ready to rock. And by "ready to rock" I mean ravenous, shaky and bitchy. I followed the scent of cumin to the Indian stand. It took awhile because it turns out hippies smell a lot like cumin.


Snack plate! Not pretty, but delish.

Curry combo! "Chicken" curry; chickpea (BEANZ) curry and basmati.

Indian soda! Tasted, um, like Pepsi. It was called "Thums up!"


This is from a Korean stand. Even though free samples abounded, I couldn't stop paying for food. Like this stuff: fried "fish" kebab; and a "fish" bun.

Money shot of the bun:


It was pimp.

Tentz full of hippiez, Indian people, Rastafarian guys and seitan.


Tom displaying our Sheese and vegan cookies. I didn't let him wear his "eat turkey be perky" shirt.


Back to the States and MC Chris. I forgot my ID and was forced to be the only 25-year-old straight edge there, or, ever.


Turns out, hanging out a bar for hours and not drinking? Kinda tough!

Here, if you squint, you can see MC Chris. He now has a beard and it makes him look kind of like a scary guy at a bus stop.

He was extremely hilarious. But then he kinda stood a bunch of fans up at the merch table? But Tom sent him a message on his message board and he answered! He was just chillin with Reggie and the Full Effect, turns out. All is forgiven!