Where’s a guided missile when I need one?
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Gah! Scar-Jo’s interpretation of this song, while reminding me not-so-fondly of Taylor Dayne and maybe even a touch of Shakespeare’s Sister also makes me question the existence of God. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BbfFsm2MRes&hl=en] And now as it was intended. You know I couldn’t leave you hanging with that musical equivalent of an epic “beer shit” lingering in your [...]
So if…
I just spent an hour picking off every fleck of nail polish, on both hands because I couldn’t just “live with the chip” on my thumbnail. Does that make me crazy?
Crushing
Aamir Khan, or Khaaaaaaaaaan! as I like to call him. Check him out as the lead in this super sassy “getting ready for the big cricket match” montage-of-power scene in Lagaan. It’s totally Eye-of-the-tiger-esque. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WsuA6oJ_Yk8&hl=en] And sassily flying kites with Nandita Das in the film Earth. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pVF4TfAYPZk&hl=en] And being painfully cuddly on this creepy “Inside [...]
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Tawnya, You totally deserve having your name attached to a blog whose permanent url has the word, “fluballs” in it Thanks for the germs.
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What work looked like last year
I was organizing my photos on Flickr, when I came upon this beauty. This face is expresses exactly what it felt like to have the job I did at the time. There were certainly a few drawbacks to leaving that job behind – not seeing the very dear friends I made there as often is [...]
Redesign 6000
Today’s redesign did not go easily. Note to self – do not attempt to relaunch page without uploading the new CSS. Another note to self- do not attempt to redesign a website after recoding the brutal CSS of a Microsoft product. All code and no ice cream sandwiches make Lateshoes a sad girl. But, all [...]
Spinal Crap
I’m sitting in bed with approximately 12 pillows crammed behind my back. I told Lars I was too delicate for things like weeding and yard work and all that bending-at-the-waist crap. But, did he listen? No. Now the muscles at the base of my spine are seized up tighter than Dick Cheney’s ass.















