This is perhaps the greatest thing I have ever seen:
It combines about a million things I love, most notably two of the largest celebrity crushes of my life. Representing my awkward tween years, Mr. Josh Hartnett, and for my awkward borderline adult years, John Krasinski. As ex-guest blogger Madeline so wisely put it in her description of this video (in wise words stolen from Ms. Liz Lemon), I want to go to there.
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Hey guys! Remember me? I’m Mallory, and I sometimes blog here. It’s been a while, I know. But don’t worry, between the Catholic guilt (it is Lent, after all), and harassment from “fans” like Scott and Mike, I feel PLENTY bad about not writing. ARE YOU HAPPY NOW, SCOTT AND MIKE?
Since it’s been two weeks since I’ve written, I don’t even know where to begin. There’s the Olympics, and the killer whale attack, and the Vajazzler, and the fact that I attended an adult birthday party at Medieval Times last night, dressed as a medieval pirate (and the fact that it was kind of amazing).
There’s also this:
And yes, that’s old — St. Patty’s Day of last year, as you might have guessed — but I was recently tagged on Facebook, and it reminded me how much I love my friends, and Cry Face, and this here blog.
Speaking of things I love, I’m kind of obsessed with this Postal Service cover of “Against All Odds”:
All that said, I have a proposal: in honor of the Olympics, and Phil Collins, why don’t we pretend that I don’t suck at updating my blog, and instead just hold hands and forgive each other (read: you forgive me)? Work for you? Good. I’m back, and I promise, I’m going to be better.
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It’s almost Valentine’s Day and that can only mean ONE thing. Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman’s Kay Jeweler commercials are back! Please, find me one person who watches this commerical and DOESN’T think about Jane Seymour as the motor boatee in Wedding Crashers. Here it is:
now try not to think of this:
Happy Friday, everyone!
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I’m taking advantage of the two hours of Bachelor that stretch before me to catch up on a little blogging. (While we’re on the topic…nice turtleneck, Jake.)
Shall we talk about the Grammys? Until I got bored about three-quarters of the way in, I was impressed. The performances were mostly fun and I managed to stay engaged and entertained, which rarely happens when I watch awards shows. It didn’t hurt that the show was infused with some country flavor. Nice work, Grammy people! Zac Brown Band, Lady Antebellum, Jennifer Nettles: you blow me away. T.Swift: well, that was hard to watch. But I’m sure Stevie Nicks is a damn intimidating person to sing with.
Also, remember how there was a crazy cute little boy with Jay-Z and Rhianna?
I SOLVED THE MYSTERY! It was Solange Knowles’ son, so Jay’s nephew. Cuteness to the max.
You’ll also be pleased to know that I watched almost until the end of the show waiting for Lady Gaga’s finale performance and then realized (thanks, Internets) that she was the opening act and I just hadn’t turned on the teevee in time. So I watched some bootleg version of the performance on YouTube and called it a night. Sigh.
I’m going to turn my full attention back to rotting my brain via reality television, but I’ll leave you with my favorite performance of the night:
Country music, you make me feel whole.
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I don’t dislike cats, but I just don’t really understand them. The cats I’ve interacted with seem apathetic to the existence of all humans. I want them to be dogs, and they aren’t. But I’m sure that’s why cat lover’s love them.
Regardless, this video is pretty adorable.
Just a tip, watch it on mute.
[Posted by Shannon]
Don’t be skerd, this is actually adorable:
Thanks to guest blogger Madeline, yet again, for the tip!
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I know I’ve mentioned this before (ah yes, here, here, here, and here, among other places) : I love beards. Love them. If a dude has one, odds are I’m attracted to him, even if he is attractive in no other way, even if he’s 60 years old, etc. etc. Lately, beards have been all over the place!
First, Susnan sent me this song, with the recommendation that I listen to the last five seconds. You should too:
Then KTray sent me an email that included a link to various beard-y crafts on Etsy. My favorite was this one:
If you want to buy it for me, that would be okay.
A few days later, guest blogger Madeline sent me the following video. If you can’t tell me you love beards after watching it, then we probably shouldn’t be friends:
And then I had a dream that I was making out with Jamiroquai, and he had a great beard. This is particularly bizarre because (1) in my waking life I have no clue what Jamiroquai looks like and (2) I thought Jamiroquai was black, which was weird because in my dream he was white. Turns out, he actually is white, which means my subconscious knows things that my conscious doesn’t. (I also thought Winston Churchill was black until I was in high school. But Winston Churchill didn’t have a beard, so let’s not worry about him here.)
Enjoy the snow, DCites!
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Hello, 2010! A lot of bloggers I know (okay, bloggers whose blogs I read whom I feel like I know even though I totally don’t) have been doing recaps of their years and reminiscing on all that happened, etc. etc. Things like that are really hard for me. Seriously. I have problems with nostalgia. I don’t look at old photos often because then I end up spending hours and hours and hours looking at them and feeling emo and yearning for old times and wondering where the time went and then I probably cry. So don’t expect a recap from me. Unless I find myself with hours and hours and hours of time and an excellent emo soundtrack and wine.
All that said, YAY for a new decade. How crazy is that? I’m not one to go gaga over NYE, but it’s frightening to think how long it’s been since 1999. In 1999 I celebrated New Year’s with my parents and I’m pretty sure I was wearing an unironically hideous wool sweater from The Gap. This year, I celebrated with more than a few cocktails (and cocktail weenies) and about 22 of my favorite people in the Poconos. It was amazing, and I have the beer stains on my pajama pants to prove it.
In honor of the new decade, I have to repost one of the greatest things created between 2000 and 2009. Ladies and gentlemen, Kittens Inspired by Kittens (posted first by Kathleen back in April 2009):
Never. Gets. Old.
(Side note: While attempting to watch that video because, like I said, it never gets old, my computer turned itself off. That happens to me sometimes while I’m watching YouTube videos or Netflix movies. Can someone who’s good at computers MAKE IT STOP?! Please?)
My friend Mouse (along with Ewok, owner of the following cat, and Barbie) did a few recreations of the video, and it’s one of the 14 billion reasons that I adore them:
We are in Hawaii!
We are eating pepper and chips!
We are wiiiine bottles!
Double head!
I'm at work!
Wrestling!
As long as things like this and friends like this stay around, I think the next decade will be faaaantastic.
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My sister showed me this video last night, and I sat silent beside her as I watched the entire thing. When it was over, she turned to me and said, “What, so you didn’t think it was funny?!” And frankly, people, this thing is just too awkward for laughter. Or any reaction at all. Except ohdeargod I feel uncomfortable. See for yourselves:
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six words to change the world. 