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My day (and also kind of my week, and maybe also my last week) has not been so great because of some cruddy human emotion stuff, but I have somewhat improved my day by changing the contact name of the cause of the cruddy emotions to "Bad Idea." Now I will be much less tempted to get in touch, because I will be reminded "Hey, that is a bad idea." If I continue to be blue, I will change the contact name of my dearest pal to "All the puppies" and then get him to call me repeatedly.
Over in the other thread, people were talking about being more grateful and I was busy thinking "No! I am moping over here! I will be grateful when I quit with the moping, which will be never." Then I saw that pup and, well, dag - now I am grateful.
That confounded me, too, until I realized maybe it was fish gelatin? Or maybe it was just fish in Michelin Man suits.
It brings me great joy to log in solely for the purpose of upvoting this response.
I am not bold enough to take pictures of strangers' dogs, and also I do not want to be banned from the dog park. But! My co-worker got a Bulldog puppy last week, and as soon as she is big enough to come into the office I will take all the pictures. The dog, I mean. My co-worker is already big enough to come into the office.
I feel like there is nothing that cardigan could not help.
My today was not so great, but my yesterday was the ultimate right-on because I got to see a BABY BULLDOG! (CAPSLOCK!). There is an off-leash dog park down the street from my office, and in the last month a Bulldog pup has started going there. He (she? I do not know. I did not get that close, and I certainly did not buy him/her dinner) has the exact same colouring as a bigger Bulldog who also goes to the same park, and I am not sure if they are related. Anyway. I have been detouring through the park on a regular basis in the hopes of seeing the puppy, and every now and then I see him and everything is right in the world. Now, if you will excuse me, I must go scan Craigslist missed connections for "weirdo lady watching baby dog from a distance."
There are fantastic and elusive white squirrels in the park near my place (here is one who looks like he's wearing a wizard robe: http://www.trinitybellwoods.ca/about-us/latest-news/1097-white-squirrel-baby-on-the-mend.html), and every time I see one I take it as a magical sign of good luck. I saw one this morning, and even though I do not live in the States, I am pretty sure he appeared in celebration of the election results. No quips about how he is white. He is magical, and he is glad your country did not go to garbagetown.
I was at a potluck a while back and someone brought a newborn (to show off, not to eat). Everyone ran over to see the baby, and I was on the other side of the yard because OH MY LORD THE NEIGHBOURS HAVE WEINER DOGS. But, yes, many of my dear pals have kids, and I am happy for them. Just not as happy as if they all had puppies.
If that was a puppy, though? Game over.
I would advise you to visit your local Dollarama for the finest selection of chocolate broom snacks, but they're already replacing the Halloween stuff with Christmas stuff so you may need to wait another year to be broomed. (Also, maybe I just checked urbandictionary to see if "broomed" had another meaning and it turns out it does, but those meanings are not as good as the original meaning, which is to be full of chocolate marshmallow brooms.)
At first I thought that was also a foodstuff and was excited that there was such a variety of broom-based snacks.
I just announced to my co-worker that I was going to eat a marshmallow broom, because what if I died and the last thing I did wasn't to eat a marshmallow broom? I should probably note that I am in Toronto, so I am only in the path of the remnants of the storm, but, dangit, MARSHMALLOW BROOM. http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4132/5106831366_0e320bdd44_z.jpg (In case you are not Canadian and do not know what a marshmallow broom is.)
Just a few hours ago I was wondering "Is it time for 'How Was Everyone's Day' yet?" I am just a very exciting person, it is true. For a while I thought today was okay, and then for a while it became the worst, but then I went and got rugelach across the street and now it is pretty okay except for my need for a nap and my problem with run-on sentences.
There's a little TV at the corner store near my place, and I once had to stand and wait until Just For Laughs Gags went to commercial because the guy at the cash was watching it so intently that he wouldn't even ring up my purchases. Incidentally, that is the only time I have ever seen anyone enjoy Just For Laughs Gags.
I know! I need to know more about this fake moustache store! Is it in the fake moustache district? Details!
Bonus added bonus: I do not know how to reply to comments.
Dag. NB has some fantastic deals on spooky mansions. I will gladly join you. Added bonus: I do not know how to drive, so I will just wander around our small town naming the neighbourhood cats.
Good luck! Report back! Maybe I also sort of kind of love Grimm far too much.
This comment brings me far more joy than it probably should.
The actor who plays the cameraman was on the ITV series "Identity," where he played a cop alongside Aidan Gillen. By that, I mean he was totally ripping off "Luther." (I do not mean that. Also, "Identity" was pretty great and I wish there were more episodes.)
If that is your dog in the picture, I also love it and would love hanging out with it if I actually knew it. It could prove deadly, because I could have a heart attack from how great that dog is. It is probably a good thing I do not know your dog.
My pal Nick (http://twitter.com/xflansx) is the fellow at the door in the freeze frame. He is an excellent and hilarious fellow and, as far as I know, has never punched a prostitue in the face. I am going to find out if he got a lifetime supply of Schtickys for appearing in the commercial (though it kind of seems like a lifetime supply would probably just be one Schicky).
I prefer to find people's dogglegangers. If you do not want to know that you remind me of a Vizsla, we should probably not be friends.
Half of the houses on my street have giant inflatable decorations, but is a very small street, so it sort of just looks like a half-assed carnival.
I was reading without my glasses and thought it said "New York Jew media mogul." If you will excuse me, I must join my classmates in Russia now.
I like Community plenty, but, dag - it hasn't been cancelled. It's just been put aside for a while so we can have Kenneth back.
I was never sold on Ken Jennings until this: http://www.reddit.com/r/IAmA/comments/fwpzj/iama_74time_jeopardy_champion_ken_jennings_i_will/ He actually is kind of funny. Not cats-on-Roombas funny, but funnier than I imagined.
By "Simpsons costumes" you mean "nightmares," right? Because yes - yes they are.
Congratulations! And because I am Canadian, you do not need to worry that I am lying and actually mean "I am not congratulating you at all. This is just a decoy sentiment while I steal your pie."
Garfield without Garfield, but with Anne Hathaway.
I also laughed in the real life at that, but it was during the actual sketch. Then I was all confused and taken aback, because I could not remember the last time I laughed out loud at SNL. It made me think "Dag, I'm old," but then I remembered how I'd seen a Werther's ad earlier in the week and thought "Those look good" and realized - nope, it is not the SNL that makes me old.
At first I was confused about the people behind him wearing lanyards, but I guess not just anyone can get into a show that spectacular.
I was not attractive enough to be a child hand model, but I was in a radio commercial for the Keg when I was a kid. Maybe I had the same agent as you, because I do not remember getting paid either. These kids know what we're talking about [starvingkids.gif]
As someone who broke their rib (twice) from coughing, I can believe this. I may have also cracked my nose on a towel rack, gotten a black eye from a doorknob, and been cruelly bruised by a shellacked picture of a pony.
And now that theme song will be in my head all day. Thank you. (By "thank you" I mean "NOOOOOOO").
I just looked up Jason Teasdale to find out if he has his occupation listed on the Facebook, or if Christina Gomes just revealed that she is stalking him. I could not find Christina Gomes' profile, so I cannot verify if her occupation is actually "JERK."
Sorry, Christina Hendricks. May I console you?
Between her and Jon Hamm, I didn't know where to look.