Dances with Birds Nests

Well me oh my. Farnie Farn Farnsworth--who always smells good and looks ravishing--is engaged! Not to me, unfortunately.



A toast to Sarah and Cliff! White Russians for everybody!

My Cobrasnake Muse (is better than yours)

As you may or may not know, I am kind of a geek about the internet. Not a nerd, mind you. Internet nerds actually know about some stuff, and maybe even have a lot of internet friends, message boards where they pretend a cutting edge persona, etc. But I am not one of those people. See, look at my myspace page. Not a lot of friends! Whoops, oh well.

I am an internet geek, because I have my little sites I like to drop in on from time to time (kind of like an old lady's version of "watching my progrums"), and the even worse thing is that a large part of my "progrums" include photo blogs. I mean. Could it BE any worse? I'm not even reading about current events, or like, feminism! I'm mostly just checking in to see what the girls at Go Fug Yourself have to say about Sienna's latest disaster, or if Perez Hilton's hair is still pink. (It is.) Luke once did a guilty pleasure about thecobrasnake, and I got all huffy because that is my website that he makes fun of me for reading!

Point is, if I had a guilty pleasure to speak of, it would probably be knowing a leeeeeettle too much about internet it girl cory kennedy. Well, that, and italics, of course. So there, I said it. Check out this article about the most famous un-famous person ever. And it doesn't even mention Edie Sedgwick. There was a Warhol reference, though. Phew, close one.

Quickie Mart

Soooooo oh oh

haven't been posting because I'm very busy (said in diva fashion). But this week I've been on vacation, and haven't been up to much. So maybe I'm just very lazy (said less diva-like)

Apparently during my hiatus, I've become quite popular with the spam crowd. Thanks, spammers! Without all of your weird sex video ads and penis enlargement promises, I don't think I could find the strength to keep going.

Last weekend I went to this theme dinner party in Brooklyn. It was fun, but doesn't it always seem like New York people can't just have a dinner party, they have to have a THEME dinner party? The theme was "Teeth Optional," and to my surprise people took it seriously (I shouldn't have been surprised, that is so New York of them to not half-ass it). There was twice baked cheesy butternut squash, peasant stew, and creamy polenta. I made watermelon martinis, and they were totally teeth optional.

I was thinking about the dinner party yesterday and I realized that if I was a true "blogger" then I would have taken a bunch of pictures to post. Duh. I had my camera and everything, but I was just too lazy (or maybe too drunk). I guess I am only a fake blogger then. Actually, I think I'm OK with that.

Blue boy got smashed. That's for another day though.