In the WooWoo Wonderland™

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Also on my wishlist is that the LiveJournal graphic for this will include MY religion, you know, the real reason for the season? Thank you.

In a perfect world, Michael Bay (and creators like the abominations The Smurfs, G-Force, and so on) would have to panhandle to get his (and their) shit made, and this doc would have no problem coming into creation.

If I can't find the Cat Power version of "Space Oddity", the terrorists will have won. I've thought this for some time (but have only been smart enough to look for the commercial on YouTube recently).

I'm thinkin' of making a Zoloft mood theme. There's just too many cute little expressions. Why don't they make a Zoloft bump stuffed toy? SO FREAKING CUTE. Someone get on this, stat!

If you have any Zoloft bump images (I've collected quite a few from the Google search, but not enough), plz 2 b sharin'? I thank you in advance.

ADDENDUM: How awesome would an animated mood theme be? Too bad I can't do 'em. But a gif of the Zoloft bump waddling along sadly and one where he's bouncing happily would be too sweet!

FURTHER ADDENDUM: I'm pretty sure this isn't the sort of thing [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] has, but big ups go to [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] for pointing me in that direction before to shamelessly steal ideas.

Okay, since there's no way a movie like this will be shown anywhere near my shithole urban sprawl scumburb (no offense, other people that live here!), I'll have to go into Baltimore if I want to see it and I don't want to go alone! Damnation, someone needs to see this with me!

The book is incredible (I've read it) and this looks like an awesome movie.

*sighs, then kitty-eyes*

6:06 AM, Monday, June 18th, 2007 will mark the twenty-fourth anniversary of my arrival into this life. Some have asked what I would like for my birthday, so I have compiled an abbreviated list. Ahem...

#1. The West Memphis Three finally freed

#2. The ability to disable the vocal cords of anyone who starts talking about American Idol, So You Think You Can Dance, or Paris Hilton with my mind

#3. A new surgeon general that's competent for the job and not a complete and total asshole bigot

#4. A chance to punch Carlos Mencia, Snoop Dogg, Howard Stern, and Larry the Cable Guy in their respective throats

#5. The ability to roundhouse kick (I've been practicing)

#6. The chance to ask each and everyone of the Republican presidential candidates why they are homophobes, on camera, or, failing this, the chance to ask George Stephanopoulos why he's a racist, also on camera

#7. A license to kill good for a week, or really, just one day

#8. The chance to piss on Jerry Falwell's grave after dancing on it stark naked

#9. The chance to bitch-slap the members of the Supreme Court that voted in favor of the federal abortion ban

#10. An army of flying cats

#11. The chance to bitch-slap the entire "Focus on the Family" crowd

#12. The right to punch anyone who calls himself a pimp in the throat without retaliation (this includes individuals that are actually in fact pimps)

#13. The right to beat anyone who proudly announces that he or she doesn't read and/or isn't registered to vote with a pillow case full of batteries

#14. The chance to be a raving, creepy performance artist for a day on a busy street corner, with a secret service back-up in case critics get a mite hairy in bestowing their opinions

#15. The chance to try primal scream therapy in a crowded Wal-mart




That said, I also have a wish list on Amazon.com and a tendency to get squishy by anyone just remembering the fact it's my birthday.

If these weren't so expensive, I'd get one, or a couple. They're disconcerting and comforting at the same time.