OMG Peep

So, I already purchased the B's Halloween costume. I got a worn-once, cute as a button bunny costume, complete with built-in head/ears/tail. She already has little white tennis shoes she can wear with it.

Then I saw...well...this.



This is not the B's costume. I just found it. It's $40. Ridiculous. Ludicrous. (want want want want)

Those of you who truly know me know how I love my Peeps. The year I was working my tail off to the lose over 90 pounds, I asked the mister to hide a box of Peeps in the house during Easter season and then serve a single Peep up to me each night. This is how important Peeps are to me. This is also the last year that we will most likely have complete authority over what the B will wear. Next year, she'll have her own preference. She'll want to be a princess or a volleyball or goodness only knows what.

So my dream of a Peeps Halloween costume is likely at an end, as no child would look at that costume and consent to be dressed in it unless they were simply too young to understand that they should scream, "No!" and run away. Sigh.

(There is an adult version of the costume, actually. I suppose next year I could make a deal with the child for us to "dress alike" and then buy both versions. I can dream, right?)

So, Yeah

So, if you read my mister's blog, you'll know by now that we lost his brother, Mike, a couple of weeks ago.

I'd also like to thank everyone who has helped us, and let you know that we are limping through as best as we can. Mike was the first person who seemed to embrace the whole crazy idea of the mister and I getting married four or five months after meeting on the internets, so he really will always hold a special place for me, as well. He never treated me like an outsider, even when it was completely reasonable to be wary of the whole situation.

I had my browser window open to this Create Post page when my sister in law called me to ask me to come over. I had started a post to bitch about some of the women on "The View" not being sure if the Earth was flat or not, because they weren't sure what the Bible had to say on that subject. It seemed really important at the time. At that point, I only had four minutes or so more of blissful ignorance until I pulled up in front of her house and saw the police car. Nothing good ever started with a police car in your driveway. Really, it was rather awful. I hope none of you ever have to drive around a corner to see something like that.

So hug each other and take care of each other and remember not to throw away opportunities to show people that you care about them. You really can blink and find the world has changed around you when you open your eyes again.

Card Arcade Game

Hey, some of you might care about this new arcade game which may or may not be landing on American soil sometime soon.

But who wants to play against an NPC?

A Job's a Job, But...

Wallace from Veronica Mars has been spotted in a supporting role in...

...a Hot Pockets commercial.

Ugh. If you think YOU wish VM had been picked up for another season, just imagine how much he wishes it had.

It's Official, the Airports and Airlines Think That They Run Our Lives

Hey there, Keith, who works for Southwest Airlines?

Who made you the fashion police? Sit down, take a few deep breaths, and STFU. And Southwest, you have no choice but to fire such a buttwipe. So get to it. No half-hearted apologies, no "oh, I didn't know I don't run the world" BS, fire his ass.

This is what happens when you create an environment like the police state that exists in the airports. The people who are there all the time forge an unrealistic view of reality, and you get crap like this. Wake up, realize that your trip to the airport in a car was more dangerous than the actual airport/plane part of your trip, and let's get our heads back out there, huh?

Holy Cats

Bob Saget is really, really funny in his new HBO special. Warning to you, though, he works so blue that he'd disappear against a blue screen. He makes Lewis Black and George Carlin look innocent by comparison. (Still love ya, Lewis and George.)

Holy moly. So blue. If you've seen him in The Aristocrats then you have an idea of what's in store for you. So funny.

Idiot Parent Nation

All right, what fucking idiot parent would agree to the terms demanded by the network in order to sentence send your kid to be on the upcoming television fiasco, Kid Nation?

The agreement these brain surgeons signed in order to make their little princes and princesses TV stars-for-five-minutes includes a blanket waiver of liability for death, severe injury, or contraction of a sexually transmitted disease during the program's taping.

Holy WTF.

Read about this bullshit courtesy of the Smoking Gun and then weep for the dumb shit that people will do to be on the tee vee.