New hobby: running Gawker heds through Word Count
I was going to post that I used to evangelize for this album by inviting people to my dorm room to hear it but then I realized how old that makes me sound...
I had blocked out the whole "pickles lettuce/don't upset us" stanza of the BK 70s jingle, so *thanks* for that...
Sploid, how I miss you.
Thanks to this piece I have now watched videos of a cat drinking water, a piglet humping a sow's snout, and a rabbit doing a photo shoot. And I am not grateful.
My personal policy toward Facebook has always been to ignore it and hope it goes away, like an annoying bumble bee.
Egg and prawn is my "would never eat anything else" sandwich memory of eating in London. From Pret, from some other chain I don't remember, and even the ones from Boots were okay walking-around food. (This was in 1999, menus have changed since then I imagine.)
On Words Bad
"Sleekening" from the Garnier hair products commercial is my pet-peeve made-up word of 2012. I have to repeat it aloud every time I hear it in one of their stupid spots.
I *love* her Hadley St. Dreams album, this seems bland in comparison.
"Nixon was so angry about this expression of joy that humans were banned from every visiting the moon again." EXPLAINS SO MUCH re. ensuing decades.