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post ball...

Had a lovely time at the Satyricon ball last night.
I was dressed in a lavender lame cutaway coat, green velvet knickers, an orange ruffled shirt...a cravat made from a lampshade found in my neighbror's garbage, oh, and tassled red velvet fez...found on the street.

I looked like an organ grinder's monkey, but the PRINCE of organ grinders' monkeys, dammit.

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*sheesh, just a get a room!

krewe de blur

Last night was the first parade of the season, the usually witty and always scatological Krewe de Vieux.
No matter what the theme is, they seem to manage to have penises and Styrofoam sperm out in force.
Recycling, I guess.
They were a bit heavy on the Sarah Palin stuff.
Old news, people, old news.

(Though the Sarah Palin as an iditarod musher, whipping a husky who was shitting out dollar bills, was almost funny. Almost)

But anyway.
I vainly brought my little 99 dollar camera out there hoping to take photos.
Nothing came out, of course. Silly me.
Not the horde of Black Swans (I'm already bored of that, thanks), or the nearly naked young girl in a black latex SM mask with bunny ears and electrical taped nipples (not bored of that...yet).

Even the ones I took in daylight were out of focus. Sorry. I really am the world's worst photographer, I think. Still, some of the bad photos I still kind of liked.

ginger-vitis

So, I can't help but notice that in my little poll of men-I-might-have-once-touched, no one got the right answer (it's the poser, number D)....or realized that my "touching" consisted simply of having my picture taken with him. Lame, I know.

More interestingly, is that in my little poll "Ginger" there got the most votes.
Can't say I blame you all. What's not to love???

Anyhows, here are a selection of other ginger lovelies culled from my tireless perusal
of porn the internet

1. Ginger McDaddy

2. Ginger McPrep

3. Ginger McPretty

4. Ginger Mc Jock

5. Ginger O'Moptop

6. Ginger Mc Package

7. Ginger McNap

8. Ginger McPout
9. Ginger McQuiff
10. Ginger Mc Twins

11. Ginger McCool

12. Ginger McPorn
Ginger Mc Sigh

Ginger McHipster
Ginger McPussy

So, on which one would you like to connect the freckles?

The Crazy Nastyass Honey Badger

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Overheard: 2:30 pm

Student: "Hey, you 'member Nyesha?"

Me: "Hmmm...you mean from like 10 years ago?"

Student: "Yeah. She my cousin."

Me: "Really? How's she doing?

Student: "She just got outta prison!
Oh, and she gone have another baby."

Me: "Well, then.
Tell her 'hi' for me."

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in olden days, a glimpse of stocking...

"Do not touch my hair."
"Do you feel anything yet?"

" I love you, Jim, but those pleated pants are so 1959. Take them off. Now."

"Don't ask don't tell, my ass. Ha."

"by which we mean 'Fabulous'"

" I'm Lillian Russell." "No, I'm Lillian Russell, bitch."

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Ten things I'm wondering right now

1. Why "Tonya Harding" is a top "trending now" topic according to Yahoo.
In February.
Of 2011.

2. Why did I buy six pink valentine cupcakes for myself?

3. Why every time the administration fucks up, we're called in to be given a stern lecturing to. It's kind of like a parent gambling all of his daughter's savings away only to tell her:
"Now listen here, Sally, you just have to be more responsible with your money or else!"
grrrr

4. How the black dress shoes I bought to replace the last pair, which were too unfashionable to wear anymore, have already gone out of style, without my having ever worn them.

5. Why people answer the phone when they clearly don't have time to talk.

6. Why the one bathroom, one, at work either has a working toilet or is unlocked, but never at the same time.

7. How to get that half a bottle of spilled cumin that fell behind the stove, so the kitchen doesn't smell like a cheap Indian buffet anymore.

8. Why that nice lady crack whore on Tulane last night was wearing black crocs and a blonde weave. All that plastic, but none of it where it could have helped.

9. Where those six valentines day cupcakes went.

10. Who keeps visiting here from:
"Holy See (Vatican City State) arrived from waynes-nude-musicians.blogspot.com on "night is half gone...".

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pot luck, pot pie

So tonight is Marshall's bi-weekly potluck competition.
This week's theme, in honor of VDay (and his mother's birthday), is "the food you love the most."
Seeing as I couldn't very well make tomato and mayonnaise sandwiches or lobster for 13, I decided on another of my favorite foods:
A (big honking) chicken pot pie.

Note the crudely cut hearts of puff pastry. That's klass for you.

I'd won last time for my "Potatoes au Grey Gardens".
It was my (admittedly dubiously named) entry for the "a dish that reminds you of a favorite movie"
Thankfully, the judging was lenient.

I won once before for my chocolate cheesecake. I don't remember the theme that time.
Maybe it was "make the dish using the most saturated fat possible" challenge.

The dishes I was most proud of, however, were failures, alas.
One of the themes was a combination of various themes cobbled together:
"Dish named after a celebrity....that is an appetizer....on a stick"

I thought I did pretty well with my "Doris Day Beef Satay, on a stick", but the competition was stiff that night.

My entry for the-height-of-Superbowl-mania challenge: "Dish that rhymes with a Saint's player's name" was "Lance Moore S'mores cupcakes", which I was pretty proud of....but it was met with Julie's "Lance Moore's s'mores bars", and we both cancelled each other out. Hers was the better; however, I must admit.

Tonight, I don't know if I'll win or not...but when I tasted ate three full plates of it the other night, it sure tasted good.

why is it?

To be nearer their mothers?

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circle of ....something

Friday, just a few hours after seeing a former student who'd come to visit, with her adorable three year old son, a coworker interupts my work to tell me another former student of mine, who had just returned safely home from his tour of duty in Afghanistan, had been murdered in his bed.

It's all sadly ironic. Or maybe just plain sad.

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Tết offensive

The other day my Vietnamese hairdresser/friend told me that tomorrow is the new year:
"We call it 'year of the cat'. Chinese, they call it year of rabbit."
Me too. I hate cat."



"Really?" I say. "I'm a leo. I think I am a cat."
"I know," she smiles and continues fucking up my hair.

completely gratuitious

a.
b.
c.
d.
e.
f.

One of these men, I actually managed to touch with my own two hands
Who is it?

(yeah, I know I know, too easy. But then so am I )

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