So, I'm not sure if this is cheating or not, but since my HuffPo blog references this one, I don't see why this one can't reference HuffPo.
I guess that really I'm just trying to make this look less "relatively sparse".
A while ago, (a solid 2 weeks, if you will), I had my debut entry on The Huffington Post or HuffPo for short. It was my version of a social commentary on Nicole Richie, and how I kind of love her, and by love her, I mean obsess over her headscarves and then mock her mercilessly to my co-workers. Oh, and the social commentary part comes in when I start mocking the rest of young Hollywood. Take a look.
HuffPo blog post Numero Duo is my other version of a social commentary (hmmm...do I need a new theme?) on fashion, and by that I mean, I mock Courtney Love, Karl Lagerfeld, and George W. all in one post. Don't believe it? See for yourself.
Told you!
In any case, before this all gets a little too self-referential (and I'm pretty sure that if this was in Excel, I'd be getting a "CIRCULAR REFERENCE" error message right about now), I'm going to stop, and play some Rummikub.
I'm on vacation in Florida, people! And, as they say, when in Rome...
Friday, August 31, 2007
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
El Posto Numero Uno
Gracias, yo se mi Espagnol es awesomeo.
I have never taken a lick of Spanish, and I'm pretty sure I just made that up, but if it was even close to right, you can thank me later. De Nada. And at this point I'll have to give thanks to my one and only illustrious Mentor de Espagnol, Lindsay, and credit her with my first lesson:
"El Safe-o, Spanish for 'The Safe'".
Having concluded the educational portion of this post, I guess I'll start it now. (See what I did there?! I tricked myself into writing. I'm so sneaky. And really now, I'm pretty much in the middle of this post, so I just have to figure out a way to end it.)
Except, now all this self-awareness and post-modernism and tricksy writing tricks have given me a bit of stage fright. But at least I got the first one out there...somewhere. (I love "An American Tail", and were it not for aforementioned stage-fright, I would probably burst into song, right here and now.)
And on that note (ha!),
Adios.
I have never taken a lick of Spanish, and I'm pretty sure I just made that up, but if it was even close to right, you can thank me later. De Nada. And at this point I'll have to give thanks to my one and only illustrious Mentor de Espagnol, Lindsay, and credit her with my first lesson:
"El Safe-o, Spanish for 'The Safe'".
Having concluded the educational portion of this post, I guess I'll start it now. (See what I did there?! I tricked myself into writing. I'm so sneaky. And really now, I'm pretty much in the middle of this post, so I just have to figure out a way to end it.)
Except, now all this self-awareness and post-modernism and tricksy writing tricks have given me a bit of stage fright. But at least I got the first one out there...somewhere. (I love "An American Tail", and were it not for aforementioned stage-fright, I would probably burst into song, right here and now.)
And on that note (ha!),
Adios.
