Mr. Cranky Finds A Valentine
I've been a little cranky lately, in case you hadn't noticed. My friend Francisco thinks it's because I don't have a Mac. And I have to admit, there is some truth to it — like I said, I get all out of sorts when I have to deal with viruses and malware. If I had a Mac I wouldn't have to.
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The greatest love of all
is happening to me.
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The greatest love of all
is happening to me.
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But there are other reasons I'm cranky, like my Mac friends bugging me to buy a Mac all the time. Mac people are the computing world equivalent of vegans. Who wants to eat with one when you know they'll be harping on you the whole time? It's all "Do you know how they make bacon? Have you ever been to a slaughterhouse? If you were a vegan you wouldn't have to floss." They won't let up until you give in and become one of them.
Paco is actually putting his money where his mouth is and dropping off a retired Macbook for me this weekend. So we'll see if things improve from there on either front.
But honestly, I think February's just a rough month. You see the light at the end of the tunnel, but there's still a ways to go yet. That's probably why they dropped Valentine's Day in there. You need a little romance this time of year.
Now, I know I've been following the War On Valentine's Day for a few years (here, here, here, here for starters) — but I have always come down on the side of love, people. I'm for opening it up (as I argued in last year's VD post) to FBs as well as BFs. Love doesn't always have to be tedious to be true.
But this year, I'm not going to even get into it. Honestly, Valentine's Day is about as relevant to me as Rosh Hashanah.
I did go out and buy myself a beautiful stainless steel wok yesterday, and figured I'd write it off as a Valentine gift to myself. Greatest love of all, people. Even better teriyaki style.
Came home, undressed and slipped on my special frosted shaggy fur snuggy (which I also wear for foraging — I'm the one on the left), whipped up a kick-ass stir-fry, and spent the rest of the evening watching back-to-back episodes of my newest guilty pleasure, Spike TV's 1000 Ways to Die with Oscar.
With dogs every day is Valentine's Day.
that snuggy is quite lovely. A bit harsh for your skin-tone, though, colorwise. Why not go with something a bit more powdery?
But, more importantly, on to Spike TV: Your thoughts on Blue Mountain State?
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Eagerly anticipated -- very titillating trailer -- but a little tedious to get through an episode, I thought. Sort of a cross between Porky's and Scrubs' retarded cousin. Definitely an interesting snapshot of prevailing attitudes about sexuality. I'll probably check out a few more episodes.
I'm finished with Spartacus: Blood and Sand, though. The premise is so stridently retarded and the script is so bad, it's not even fun as camp. And the beefcake is too plucked, pumped, and roidy for me.
There was some much-hyped full-frontal in the second episode, but it was pretty lame. It's especially sad when you've shaved your pubes to make your dick look bigger and you still look like a FTM post-op transsexual. At least we can find your clit, I guess.
I read that some of the guys were so unfortunately unendowed that they "had to wear prosthetic manhoods for some of the full-frontal scenes."
I'm not a size queen (no, really!) but I would like to be able to tell your front side from your backside.
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I do agree. I saw the trailer, was sufficiently enticed and got really bored with the first two episodes. The novelty is kinda gone in 60 seconds. And I haven't been back since.
Interesting titbids on Spartacus. I just had a feeling that all that gory bloodspattering had to be a compensation for something. Now I know. I'd rather watch Caligula any day. That movie was fun!
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It was very cold on the set.
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Positively frigid by the looks of it.
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