Mark Your Calendar...
Friday, June 4: Skull Appreciation Day. The people at Skull-A-Day have launched a campaign for cranial love. There are many different things you can do to celebrate Skull Appreciation Day, but I can't think of a single one offhand. You can have a party. If post-rapture looting is getting its own fiesta, then S.A.D. can, too.
Not long after that, on June 21, it's' Strangely Orange Snack Appreciation Day, which, not surprisingly, was created by a friend of the Skull-a-Day crew, Terry Border at Bent Objects.
It's Circus Day!
Happy Circus Day, dahling. Do something brave and/or clownish. I'm opting for the latter.
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Click here to find out what I really think of the circus.
Happy Buddha Day
Happy Friday the 13th
To the Bitch Moms from Hell!
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All the Mothers!
You rule. Thanks for dealing with us. All the love in the world to you. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=38_MwcGDNhQ]
Happy Cinco de Mayo!
May the 4th be with you!
It's World Press Freedom Day!
Hug One
Happy Easter!
Ow.
Happy Earth Day!
The Man of the Day
Snoop Dogg posted this pic on his Twitter page today, along with the following message:
Happy 420 to d whole world from snoop dogg aka bob marley reincarnated pupils dilated!! Hahaha smoke a zip n dip to a new trip
We love you, Snoop. Puff, puff, pass!
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Happy 4/20
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Best. April. Fools. Day. EVER.
Greetings from Nashville! Why am I here? April Fools Day.
You see, I've played an April Fools Day joke on my brother, Zach, every year for 17 years. He's a senior at Vanderbilt University. I flew out here to surprise--and prank--him. His roommate, Craig, was in on the joke. He picked me up from the airport and took me to their house. I hid outside in the bushes w/ air-horn in hand. Craig went inside and told Zach he thought he saw someone messing with his car. Zach came running outside. I blasted the airhorn.
merp.
That's what it sounded like. A pathetic, tiny... merp. Not unlike a wounded small animal. Like the noise Mary Poppins made when I accidentally rolled over on her in bed. Damn discount store air-horn. Evil bargain swag.
Instead of being scared shitless, Zach was confused. He paused, cocked his head and squinted. I jumped out of the bushes. Ohhhhmygawwwd, the look on his face was PRICELESS. He seriously couldn't register what was happening. It was shock and confusion and just total spaced-out craziness. Mission accomplished.
Then we partied.
He's a bit of a jackass, my brother. I'm quite crazy about him.
This promises to be a fab weekend. Naturally, trip notes will be provided.
Happy April Fools Day. Do something stupid to your favorite jackass today.
Erin go Bragh!
My Epic Ash Wednesday Failure
It's Ash Wednesday, and you know what that means... or do you? For some people, it's a complete mystery. Here's an extra-stupid little story about how I learned about Ash Wednesday.
My parents raised me without religion. For this, I'm quite grateful -- thanks, Mom and Dad. It allowed me to figure it all out on my own. However, I didn't start that process until college, when I took several religion classes, eastern and western, to see what it was all about. Thus, prior to college, I was quite clueless about it all.
Flashback to the early 90s... this was pre-college. I found myself backstage at a Ratt concert. Please shut-up immediately. I don't need your mocking, thankyouverymuch. It was 20 years ago, for cryin' out loud.
Anyway, there I was backstage, thinking I was a total bad-ass, and in walks the head Ratt, singer Stephen Pearcy.
He starts working the room, mixing it up, signing autographs, flirting with the ladies and doing the rockstar thing. He walks up to me and I notice he has a smudge on his forehead.
"Wait, hold still," I instructed as I placed my thumb against the offending smudge and began vigorously wiping it off. "You've got some dirt on your forehead."
Yes, I did.
I had no idea that 1.) it was Ash Wednesday, or 2.) what Ash Wednesday even meant.
I received a very quick Ash Wednesday tutorial from the not-remotely-pleased Ratt master Pearcy, then he sauntered off as far away from yours truly as he could possibly get. That was my cue to exit the backstage area, pronto.
And that, my friends, was how I learned about Ash Wednesday.
This gives all new meaning to the lyrics from the Ratt song, You're in Trouble:
And I will only tell you once/You're in trouble/What are you gonna do?/You're in trouble/I got a finger on you/You're in trouble
True story. FML.