Talk about taking care of mind, body AND soul. You can get your fitness on and shake the devil off all at the same time. I commend you if you can make it through the first 45 seconds without stroking out from laughter.
Are you a masochist who hasn’t had enough of Paul Eugene and his kickin’ Christian crew? Find him here and here.
Also, the white guy and his sweat pants are going to haunt my dreams for years.
~Trish
If you’re not a Doctor Who fan, you’ll probably have no concept of how exciting this is. And seriously, if you’re not a Doctor Who fan, what are you waiting for? It’s some of the best cheesy goodness being pumped out of the UK at the moment.
If you can stomach the price, buy it on Amazon
Now, back to my OMG moment:
It’s an ever lovin’ Dalek Christmas Tree folks! If only I had found this a couple of months ago, you know I would have been recreating it. Probably in my front yard. Hey, if my neighbor can put up an inflatable Santa wearing sunglasses and riding a motorcycle, I can put up a Dalek Christmas Tree.
So who created this piece of genius? Some chick named Lindsey Testolin. (h/t What the Heck)
Also: EXTERMINATE!
Oh my nerd factor just went off the charts.
~Trish
Yes please.
Like always, I don’t know how I come across this stuff. But I found an interview that Heeb Magazine did with this comedian Yisrael Campbell. I’m not Jewish so I don’t know why I was looking at Heeb Magazine, but that’s something I can discuss with my shrink later this week.
Now I don’t know if it was just the barbiturates talking, but he was cracking me up. An Orthodox Jew who calls himself an asshole, what’s not to love there?
There is a disappointing lack of video of him on YouTube, but I did find this one:
You can also get him on Facebook and Twitter. He should probably be paying me for all this free publicity….but you know what they say about Jews.
Oh snap.
~Trish
It was a perfectly innocent Sunday morning…until someone decided they’d like brunch:
Will Eggnacio be able to save his neighbor, or will he crack under the pressure? Stay tuned to find out.
~Trish
You can follow Eggnacio on Twitter!
I haven’t seen every DVD cover ever made, but I imagine this Harlem Double Feature
~Trish
This is exactly why I stay away from the American Girl store. I can’t trust one of them won’t come to life and murder me.
And yes, Devil Doll
~Trish
No, I’m not talking about making cookies in the nude. Although, I’m not going to say I haven’t done it before. What? It’s a helluva lot safer than frying chicken without a shirt on. I’ll tell you that much.
No, today I have a collection of cookie cutters that make baking look bad. In a good way.
1. Put ‘em up – I don’t think this thing is FAA approved, but you could give it a try:
2. Lets get physical – If you can’t express your hottest desires with words, try it with baked goods:
3. Congratulations, it’s a hunk of baked dough – I showed you this little guy before. It’s still as inappropriate as it was then:
4. A gnome – I guess this one isn’t really bad. I just can’t fathom why anyone would want to symbolically eat a gnome. It hurts my heart:
I also have it on pretty good authority that the gnome community is not happy about this:
5. Unintentionally perverse – Veggies Tales sure has changed in the past few years:
~Trish
So, the other day it was brought to my attention that one of my tweets landed on this website (hooray for me) and because I have so few accomplishments to get excited about it, I tried to make a big deal out of it when I told my mom. Even so, I wasn’t quite expecting the reaction I got. Here was her reply back to me:
OH MY GOD!!! I am so proud – I am about to burst!!!! I’m thinking Bill O’Reilly is going to be calling to interview you live on tonight’s show – I will go down to the Fox studio with you, meet that dorky weatherman and then just sit beside you during the interview, cry a little but mostly just sit with a sappy smile and nod a lot. If Bill asks me a question I will just giggle and remain silent. The only question remaining is what to wear – shall I go conservative or cleavage?
Now, here are my reactions:
1. I know I wanted her to be excited. And I’m glad that she was. But seriously, have I done so little that one of my tweets showing up on a website elicits this kind of a reaction? You’d think I had just cured cancer. Now I’m trying to find a way to believe that ANYONE could cure cancer, but not everyone can make a witty iPad joke. No sir!
2. I think my mom has a crush on the dorky weatherman. No one tell my dad.
3. I’m not entirely sure why she picked Bill O’Reilly. I don’t think he even knows what Twitter is. Maybe she has a crush on him AND the dorky weatherman? My dad will be crushed. Or want to watch. She’s going to yell at me later for writing that.
4. Go with the cleavage Mom. After three kids, if you’ve still got pretty boobs, you’ve earned the right to flaunt them. Plus, it’ll earn you extra points with the dorky weatherman. But I’m not calling him dad.
~Trish
I had a field day on Twitter when I found out Apple had named their new piece of technology an “iPad.” How could I resist? It was either make fun of that, or sit at work trying to convince myself I’m not wasting my life. I think I made the right choice.
Here are my contributions:
iPad? Really? All I can say is, I’m sticking with Always, bitches.
I can’t wait for the “I’m an iPad / I’m a Maxi-Pad” commercials to start!
Tony Robbins has seen the new iPad and is thrilled Apple finally developed a phone big enough for his head. (this one is my personal favorite)
Jobs said the iPad is “so much more intimate than a laptop.” Clearly he’s never seen what I let my HP do to me after I’ve been drinking.
I’m not buying an iPad yet. I’ll wait until they release one with wings. (this one even landed me a t-shirt from newser!)
Chances are you’ll end up hiding the iPad in a drawer and only take it out once a month. So, the name is not entirely inappropriate.
Ok, ok. I’ll get an iPad. But I’ll still be too embarrassed to check out with it AND a bag of Snickers.
I can’t make fun of the iPad anymore. Someone call me when the iTampon leaks.
I don’t even want to know what kind of specialty products will pop up for the iPad. Need something to clean it with? Try the iDouche!
Sometimes it really pays to act like a juvenile.
~Trish
Years ago, before we all started making fun of sparkly vampires, I walked into a Barnes & Noble intending to purchase an overpriced coffee and browse the books. It turns out, however, that I was walking straight into a trap. A nice lady standing next to a table of books approached me and began to chat. I wasn’t in a hurry, and wasn’t feeling stabby that day, so I let her proceed. Before I knew it, I was checking out with a copy of Twilight. I’m such a sucker sometimes.
I took it home and never even cracked it open. Then, slowly, Twilight fever spread. I began to feel somewhat ashamed that I owned the damn thing. Vampires? Sparkly ones? Urgh.
I was truly judging the book on its fan base, which is vast and somewhat scary. So, about a month ago I decided I’d just bite the bullet and start reading it. I was prepared to hate it. I wanted to hate it. God, how I wanted to hate it. But I couldn’t.
Was it a stunning piece of literature? Not by any stretch. Was it an easy and entertaining read? Yes, it absolutely was. And yes, it pains me to admit that. It also pains me that I had to go out the next day for New Moon. I told the cashier it was for my 13 year-old cousin. I don’t think he believed me.
So far, thankfully, I don’t think I’ve caught the full-fledged Twilight fever. But if I ever start to mention how those “I Love Edward” t-shirts aren’t *that* bad, please stage an intervention.
~Trish
