Caitlin Crosby is pretty darn swell.
And for those of you who don't like butt references, here's a Bible song.
Showing posts with label funny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label funny. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
I Like Indie Flicks
And their soundtracks.
"At one point they put all the songs on top of each other... I didn't like it. At all."~Bart Fogelaby, Rolling Stone
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Friday, July 10, 2009
Bottled Water & Dancing Babies: Together at Last
I prefer tap water. AND breakdancing babies. Best of both worlds.
This might be slightly creepy. Or 100% genius. I can't decide.
This might be slightly creepy. Or 100% genius. I can't decide.
Thursday, July 02, 2009
Web Site Story
I saw West Side Story in Stratford last week. It was wonderful. But it was nothing compared to the brilliance below. Thanks for the link, Dad.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
It's Not True
Someone sent me this last year. It no longer applies. Yesterday was my last day of subtitling. And my career ended with a super-appropriate project followed by a lovely evening on a patio with folks who will continue to be my friends long after we've all walked away from the job that once bonded us.
And this T-shirt is not true either. Because the future is no less exciting today than it was when I thought I'd grow up to be Amy Grant. (Or a bank teller. They had all the money.)
And this T-shirt is not true either. Because the future is no less exciting today than it was when I thought I'd grow up to be Amy Grant. (Or a bank teller. They had all the money.)
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
YouTube Tuesday: Organ Donation
Milton Green needs a kidney. This makes me happy.
"When someone starts talking in the middle of a song, you know it's serious."
P.S. I want to be friends with Tina Fey's friends. Tina, let me into your circle. Please.
"When someone starts talking in the middle of a song, you know it's serious."
P.S. I want to be friends with Tina Fey's friends. Tina, let me into your circle. Please.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
YouTube Tuesday: Conchords Countdown
This is my desktop wallpaper at work:
It captures, A, how I feel most mornings, and, B, my love for all things Flight of the Conchords. Tomorrow evening, I will I see them live. (Sans Rhys, but still....) After that, all joy in my life will merely be icing on the cake.
Once upon a late sleepless night (Boy Behind the Wall was hosting an eclectic listening party of sorts), I was sent this via the wonderful world wide web:
Rhys is a new favorite. And at the top of my list of fantasy-dinner-party-invitees. Hilarious.
Some highlights:
Many thanks, Adam! We'll have to compare concert notes.
Sellotape (Pencils in the Wind)
Why does this song not get the love it deserves? It's not on their EP or CD. Tragic.
Rags to Rags....
You've probably seen this. Most of my Conchords friends have posted this on their blogs. Because it's brilliant.
P.S. This guy is opening for Flight of the Conchords. "Canada is what happens what love falls in love." So true. I think.
It captures, A, how I feel most mornings, and, B, my love for all things Flight of the Conchords. Tomorrow evening, I will I see them live. (Sans Rhys, but still....) After that, all joy in my life will merely be icing on the cake.
Once upon a late sleepless night (Boy Behind the Wall was hosting an eclectic listening party of sorts), I was sent this via the wonderful world wide web:
Rhys is a new favorite. And at the top of my list of fantasy-dinner-party-invitees. Hilarious.
Some highlights:
Many thanks, Adam! We'll have to compare concert notes.
Sellotape (Pencils in the Wind)
Why does this song not get the love it deserves? It's not on their EP or CD. Tragic.
Rags to Rags....
You've probably seen this. Most of my Conchords friends have posted this on their blogs. Because it's brilliant.
P.S. This guy is opening for Flight of the Conchords. "Canada is what happens what love falls in love." So true. I think.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
YouTube Tuesday: Smile
Just a handful of super-random videos that make me smile. Happy Tuesday, everyone!
With a random Michael Scott quote to start us off: "Call me ASAP as possible."
Followed by Robin on last night's How I Met Your Mother: "A hot guy telling you when you can and can't pee? That's the dream."
Let the party begin!
Hootie & the Blowfish: Hold My Hand
Doctor Who
In honor of my hair, aka Mufasa.
Glasses
I heart Jake and Amir. And spectacles.
The Voca People
Uh, crazy/wow. With a hint of Nirvana. Remind me to blog about Kurt Cobain. Soon.
(Stolen from my dad's blog.)
With a random Michael Scott quote to start us off: "Call me ASAP as possible."
Followed by Robin on last night's How I Met Your Mother: "A hot guy telling you when you can and can't pee? That's the dream."
Let the party begin!
Hootie & the Blowfish: Hold My Hand
Doctor Who
In honor of my hair, aka Mufasa.
Glasses
I heart Jake and Amir. And spectacles.
The Voca People
Uh, crazy/wow. With a hint of Nirvana. Remind me to blog about Kurt Cobain. Soon.
(Stolen from my dad's blog.)
Monday, April 13, 2009
Easter Parade
A little boy, let's call him Billy, bounces into church. Instead of his usual flashing-light sneakers, he's wearing black polished shoes. His mom pulls me aside, warning me that his Easter footwear is a little small and he may want to take them off. And then she leaves us to play and talk about Jesus.
At one point in the morning, he makes me imaginary garlic-bread pancakes. Delicious.
Nearing the end of our time together, he decides that he's tired of the other children and sits out of the games. I join him, and we chat about his parents (who he thinks are probably homesick, sitting in the service without him) and Easter festivities.
He swings his feet as he talks. So I acknowledge his fancy kicks.
I love kids.
(Another little girl took over story time, claiming that the story of Jesus was based on a movie about a lion. Except that Jesus isn't a boy or a girl. Just sort of, but with really bright skin.)
At one point in the morning, he makes me imaginary garlic-bread pancakes. Delicious.
Nearing the end of our time together, he decides that he's tired of the other children and sits out of the games. I join him, and we chat about his parents (who he thinks are probably homesick, sitting in the service without him) and Easter festivities.
He swings his feet as he talks. So I acknowledge his fancy kicks.
Me: I like your shoes, Billy.Oh, to get away with receiving compliments like that. So unfiltered and unaffected.
Billy: I know you do.
I love kids.
(Another little girl took over story time, claiming that the story of Jesus was based on a movie about a lion. Except that Jesus isn't a boy or a girl. Just sort of, but with really bright skin.)
Friday, April 03, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Confessions of a Non-Teenage Drama Queen
Lazy Saturday
Confession: On weekends when I have no social engagements lined up that require me to look presentable, I channel my inner super-low-maintenance gal and end up dressing like the "before" women on What Not to Wear. Or like my brothers.
Exhibit A: Today, I was wearing old red sweatpants that are too short and too wide, paired with a ratty Nike tee that has a hole in the back. Nathan, thanks for your castaways. (And no, he didn't give me a T-shirt with a hole in it. I did that myself. Somehow.)
Exhibit B: When I needed to head out into the cold (at least there was sunshine), I swapped out the sweats for jeans and threw on an oversized hoodie once belonging to Joel. Because it's warm and awesome.
No makeup, no hair-brushing (ponytails are wondrous things), no jewelry. Backpack instead of a purse. It's freeing, just letting go. But not every day. That would be depressing.
Tomorrow I will be pretty. And hang out with 3-to-5-year-olds at church. I'm sure they appreciate my eyeshadow and ensemble coordination.
Dance Like It's 1963
Doesn't actress Ashley Leggat* look so much like Baby?
We had a different Johnny. A better one.
Dirty Dancing was fantastic. It was the movie come to life, with the most adorably impressive Baby convincing me that I'm missing out by not spending time on the stage anymore. Oh, and Johnny Castle. All the girls swooned. Because he was channeling Patrick Swayze. Which is weird; I don't generally spend much time swooning over the actor. At all.
Awkward comment of the night: "Too bad Patrick Swayze's gonna die soon."
If you don't like the movie, you won't like the stage show. There were word-for-word, move-for-move nostalgic hugs on that stage. And they were counting on the audience being cult fans. "Nobody puts Baby in a corner" received cheers and wild applause. I may have been part of such rowdiness.
The set design is what won me over. It was simple and effortless and still a little dazzling. And the costumes made me happy. I think I have new fashion muses. Yep, I'm going good girl circa 1963.
I want to dance.
*Ashely Leggat was in Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen. Back when she was blond. So was Megan Fox (Transformers). And Alison Pill (Milk). It seems that Lindsay Lohan walks away from that one with the least promising career. Funny how life works.
Roll Up What Rim?
Caffeine-free update: It's my fourth day without a coffee or Diet Coke. And I have exhibited zero signs of withdrawal. I am super-relieved to know that my appreciation for said drinks is not linked to an addiction. Jitter- and headache-free.
I Am Woman
I've been both lazy and motivated in my writing life lately. I'm afraid I've mastered this uncomfortable balance. For those of you who want to cyber-stalk my writing elsewhere, I'm now a columnist over at Woman.ca.
Check out my latest postings:
Shampoo in a Box
I received a box of shampoo in the mail this week. A box of bottles of shampoo, to be more specific. Because I'm such a trendsetter/icon in the blogosphere, I'm going to be testing the entire new Herbal Essences Hydralicious collection and giving my feedback. If you live near me and want free shampoo, I have coupons! Let's all have sexy hair, folks.
Everything's Amazing, Nobody's Happy
You've probably seen this. It's everywhere. But I'm posting this in case you haven't. Best Conan interview ever. The greatest comedy is based in truth.
P.S. If you're ever asked to choose between Leno and Letterman, the correct answer is ALWAYS Conan. Even once Fallon enters the ring.
Confession: On weekends when I have no social engagements lined up that require me to look presentable, I channel my inner super-low-maintenance gal and end up dressing like the "before" women on What Not to Wear. Or like my brothers.
Exhibit A: Today, I was wearing old red sweatpants that are too short and too wide, paired with a ratty Nike tee that has a hole in the back. Nathan, thanks for your castaways. (And no, he didn't give me a T-shirt with a hole in it. I did that myself. Somehow.)
Exhibit B: When I needed to head out into the cold (at least there was sunshine), I swapped out the sweats for jeans and threw on an oversized hoodie once belonging to Joel. Because it's warm and awesome.
No makeup, no hair-brushing (ponytails are wondrous things), no jewelry. Backpack instead of a purse. It's freeing, just letting go. But not every day. That would be depressing.
Tomorrow I will be pretty. And hang out with 3-to-5-year-olds at church. I'm sure they appreciate my eyeshadow and ensemble coordination.
Dance Like It's 1963
Doesn't actress Ashley Leggat* look so much like Baby?We had a different Johnny. A better one.
Dirty Dancing was fantastic. It was the movie come to life, with the most adorably impressive Baby convincing me that I'm missing out by not spending time on the stage anymore. Oh, and Johnny Castle. All the girls swooned. Because he was channeling Patrick Swayze. Which is weird; I don't generally spend much time swooning over the actor. At all.
Awkward comment of the night: "Too bad Patrick Swayze's gonna die soon."
If you don't like the movie, you won't like the stage show. There were word-for-word, move-for-move nostalgic hugs on that stage. And they were counting on the audience being cult fans. "Nobody puts Baby in a corner" received cheers and wild applause. I may have been part of such rowdiness.
The set design is what won me over. It was simple and effortless and still a little dazzling. And the costumes made me happy. I think I have new fashion muses. Yep, I'm going good girl circa 1963.
I want to dance.
*Ashely Leggat was in Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen. Back when she was blond. So was Megan Fox (Transformers). And Alison Pill (Milk). It seems that Lindsay Lohan walks away from that one with the least promising career. Funny how life works.
Roll Up What Rim?
Caffeine-free update: It's my fourth day without a coffee or Diet Coke. And I have exhibited zero signs of withdrawal. I am super-relieved to know that my appreciation for said drinks is not linked to an addiction. Jitter- and headache-free.
I Am Woman
I've been both lazy and motivated in my writing life lately. I'm afraid I've mastered this uncomfortable balance. For those of you who want to cyber-stalk my writing elsewhere, I'm now a columnist over at Woman.ca.
Check out my latest postings:
- Beyonce Comes to Canada
- Joel Madden on Making Babies: Better than Oscar!
- Oscar Buzz Promises Dancing with Hugh, Zac and Anne
Shampoo in a Box
I received a box of shampoo in the mail this week. A box of bottles of shampoo, to be more specific. Because I'm such a trendsetter/icon in the blogosphere, I'm going to be testing the entire new Herbal Essences Hydralicious collection and giving my feedback. If you live near me and want free shampoo, I have coupons! Let's all have sexy hair, folks.
Everything's Amazing, Nobody's Happy
You've probably seen this. It's everywhere. But I'm posting this in case you haven't. Best Conan interview ever. The greatest comedy is based in truth.
P.S. If you're ever asked to choose between Leno and Letterman, the correct answer is ALWAYS Conan. Even once Fallon enters the ring.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Church With Jake Gyllenhaal
It's no secret that I love my church. Which is a very exciting thing to type, as I spent my first year or so in this city wandering aimlessly between churches, often preferring to sleep in and watch Charles Price on TV rather than trek to a building of awkward mediocrity. Please, pastors of the world, stop trying to be Dr. Phil. And maybe test-drive your analogies with a trusted loved one. So many attempts = FAIL. (Just ask my brother Joel. There will be eye-rolling....)
Back to The Meeting House.
We've been talking about the early church. About community. And about how non-creepy real fellowship is, in stark contrast with the most brilliant clip below.
There is no better sermon lead-in than 3 minutes with Jake. This even beats the Shawn of the Dead Sunday....
(Watch 3:50 to 7:09)
There's a huge difference between authentic community and "bright and shiny." One is real and life-changing. The other is hilarious. From a distance.
Back to The Meeting House.
We've been talking about the early church. About community. And about how non-creepy real fellowship is, in stark contrast with the most brilliant clip below.
There is no better sermon lead-in than 3 minutes with Jake. This even beats the Shawn of the Dead Sunday....
(Watch 3:50 to 7:09)
There's a huge difference between authentic community and "bright and shiny." One is real and life-changing. The other is hilarious. From a distance.
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