Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
There's no question in my mind that Bud Lite is the official beer of anyone in a floating pool noodle giving the finger-tongue "V". Does that gesture have an official name, btw? I would accept "The Flying V", "Inverted Gene Simmons", or "My Mother's Favorite Photo Face".
Monday, March 14, 2011
A few years ago, Reverend Billy Graham made this farewell tour where he "played" a weekend at the Flushing Meadows in Queens (where the U.S. Open takes place). My boyfriend at the time and I thought it would be kind of fun to go and check it out; you know - laugh at all the normies who loved God enough to attend a giant outdoor public speaking event by a television evangelist. It was summer, it was free, hey, why not.
In addition to the Reverend, there were several musical acts. There was this HI-NRG Ceci Peniston style group that made music that normally only appeals to gay guys on several rounds of poppers cornholing in the bathroom of the Eagle. And of course, Jars of Clay (my joke, which we told several earnest young people who had approached us asking if we had heard "the message" was that we were just there for Jars of Clay - aka "Jarheads". I really cracked myself up with that one).
The weirdest part of this experience was that I discovered there's this universal dance move that everyone, I mean EVERYONE - young, old, black, white - does to whatever style of Christian music is playing. And that move is to put your hands up and head down and kind of sway. It's wack because imagine a 50 year old woman "dancing" like this to a disco-banger like Deborah Cox's "Nobody's Supposed to Be Here (Remix)". It must be God's favorite dance move or something.
Also, God has terrible taste in music.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
I think people have the idea that Jello wrestling will be really sexy and flirty. But more often, it just looks like a murder spree in one of Saddam's rape rooms.
I think this is the second time in 2 weeks I have blogged about photos that look like "Saddam's rape room". Time to find a new phrase, Katie. Sheesh.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Monday, March 7, 2011
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Normally, I'm very strict about posting stuff I find myself on Flickr, and I won't post pics that I find on other people's blogs. But sometimes, Life offers you a bump in the form of a photo of a girl snorting coke through a crazy straw that you found on some random person's Tumblr, and it would just be plain rude not to accept. Thanks, Teen Witch.