Showing posts with label the hotness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the hotness. Show all posts

1/9/12

FOUND!

Add a new item to the list of apartment awesomeness:

There are some good things lying around in boxes on the sidewalks within 4 blocks the house around 8 or 9 pm most nights of the week. We picked up all of this at just 3 places last night. Already made compote with the apples and strawberries, scarfed down the grapes with shredded ginger (magic!), I've roasted some of the eggplants for eggplant caviar, and stuffed my face with more fresh strawberries. I should add that the best find we didn't even take, which was so many hardy greens - think collards. But I picked up the winter CSA this weekend, and the fridge is seeping greenage. But point being: this neighborhood is prime free food spot!

In other news, for those keeping track at home...

We were all forced to buy new calendars.

Some hot sailors kissed.

New Brunswick celebrated global warming.

First polar bear swim of the year.

We got a new pet.EP danced with a dog. I thought this was a camera. (It's not.)

What have you done in 2012?

2/14/09

Oh My God, I Love You, Eugene Mirman

Equal hotness = some spanking, mumbling dirty things
1 level hotter = Talking dirty (even if it’s embarrassing), wearing silly shoes
2 levels hotter = some weird butt-related things, kissing feet, yelling “Take it, bitch!”
3 levels hotter = pretending to be racist, having sex over and over ’til it’s unpleasant
4 levels hotter = three-way with same-sex person, filling pants with ice cream
5 levels hotter = peeing in a bathtub, wearing a zipper mask, punching each other
8 levels hotter = poop followed by self-loathing.

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10/28/08

More Screamales Glory

Posted on their blog. Wait for the amazing Jackson 5 cover at the end. Amazing! Go to their shows! Why did New Brunswick not suck like this before? Oh wait, it didn't. Crap.


8/17/08