Chuck Jones > Isaac Newton

Just a little cartoon physics on a Thursday night. Now watch more Looney Tunes. Doctor's orders.

On Language

"Guppy" and "snoop" might be two of the cutest words ever.

All Omnivore, No Dilemma

Screw you, Michael Pollan! You can't tell me how to live!

Popsicles prevent death. Spread the word.

What I Gave My Sister For Her Birthday

A tree branch soaked in shampoo and conditioner, just like I promised.

I am the best sibling ever.

In A Fit Of July

Venn Diagram Day '09 was an unqualified success!

Try this game at your next Venn Diagram Day celebration:

Have everyone write an assortment of nouns on little slips of paper. Each person then draws two out of the pile and has to make a Venn Diagram of those two words. Hilarity ensues!

Other fun Venn Diagram Day activities:

-Fly a Batman kite while listening to the theme from Batman!
-Do Jazzercise in the park!
-Make an unintentionally erotic-looking Venn Diagram cake!
-Have your friend make enchiladas for everyone!
-Picnic!
-Blow bubbles!
-Go for a swim!
-Watch Jaws!
-Build a Fort of July!

Hope you guys had a great Venn Diagram Day! I sure did.

News On The BillPullman Front

Text I received at 11:28 AM yesterday from my dear friend (and loyal reader of this here blawg) Angela:

"OHMYGODOHMYGODBILLPULLMAN!!!!"

And then at 11:34:

"I am currently sitting in the seat just vacated by Bill Pullman's ass."

Jealousy? Barely scratches the surface.

Also, if you have been wondering why I write his name as one word, it's because that's how I like to pronounce it. Also with diminished enunciation, so basically when I talk about him I sound like an 8-year-old talking about Joe Jonas, although obviously BillPullman and I have a more mature relationship (Read: it started as an ironic joke, and now it's a sincere joke. I think. Actually, I really have no idea. It's confusing even for me).

Yeaaahhh She's Foxy, She's Foxy Browownnn

Remember back in March when I took notes while watching Foxy Brown? I also did this portrait of her, saying what is probably my favorite line in a movie ever (hyperbole is my life's blood). Her face doesn't look as Pam Grierish as I would hope, but hey, it's smaller than my pinky nail in real life, so give me a break.

The title is my attempt to render the tuneless wailing and lyrical repetitiveness of Foxy's theme song.