mom placation was ironing by which mens perrypops in a womansuit is the new child mystericating teats that can taint baconated digestive broads plastercasting gnostically from the great gospel wwjh

okay, wow. That's a weird Saturday night.

I did laundry and now I'm going to go to bed. Because I'm exhausted, old, and pathetic!

oh BTW to the people that were here last night, while we were drinking it up the police were raiding a building about 5 blocks away in RNC related hijinks. GOOD TIMES.

obv we should have rocked out LOUDER AND HARDER window of opportunity and all that.

Amazing stuff.

A note to RubyRedd! Sadly I fear I must postpone my Bay Area visit due to a couple of factors beyond my control, as they say -- I am going to try and aim for October, though. More as this all comes together!

Meantime, St. Paul LOLs:

After all the geographic gaffes, the snickers, the years of slights, it was a final affront, some who wandered this downtown grumbled this week. Here, on a screaming red sign plastered to the side of the Xcel Energy Center, the Republicans’ convention hall that sits squarely, unambiguously in the city of St. Paul, were these enormous words: Minneapolis-St. Paul.

These were irksome reminders to some locals who have spent years, even generations, trying to convince the rest of the world that St. Paul really is its own separate, legitimate, worthy (perhaps even superior) city — despite what its bigger, more confident sibling to the west may whisper to the contrary.

“The convention is in St. Paul, and we should just say that,” Carol Connolly, St. Paul’s poet laureate, who has lived here all of her 73 years, said firmly. “I think it’s dopey to say anything else, just dopey.”

It might have steamed her beans, even.

A further clarification:

Outside a St. Paul coffee shop, Diane Mast, who grew up here, said she, too, had been put off by the “lumping together” of Minneapolis and St. Paul in so much convention hoopla. It bothers her, she said. How could it not? Many of her friends have moved to Minneapolis. So have their children and grandchildren. She is not going, she said, no matter how many times they ask.

Quietly, Mrs. Mast, 76, offered a confession. Fifty years ago, during her honeymoon in Los Angeles, a manicurist asked her where she was from. She said Minneapolis.

“I guess I wanted to be hip,” Mrs. Mast said. “I don’t know why I said it. I wish I hadn’t.” She said it never happened again.

Fuck Minneapolis.

no one that can be trusted lives there anyway.

(note: fluffy bear, a notorious furry, resides in minneapolis. BATMANG, a lauded do-gooder lives in STPL. YOU BE THE JUDGE.)

Why did I wake up @ 7:15 to the sounds of cousin drinking chocolate milk really loudly out of a duooy cup? The coffee here is like colored water and I feel like a zombie :(

Meanwhile, high school musical 2 is far better than 1. We will inevitably watch 3 later. Oooh boy!

Can't wait for High School Musical 15: The Pedo Reunion

"You never left too?"

"Why would I!"

I hear the cafeteria food at that high school is to die for.

Wait, I thought BATMANG was both a do-gooder and a vigilante. That seems to be a mixed bag...

I am so pissed that they're releasing high school musical 3 to theaters. How exploitative is that?

Guys I feel so cheated. My cousin told me he had 3, aunt informs me it's not out til October! I guess it's not really his fault bc he doesn't know any better.

At least now we all have something to look forward to other than Halloween. ;)

He's a lying little mofo and he should not drink anymore chocolate milk.

I got stuck in a basement playing Battleship with my then five year old nephew. On Christmas Eve. he had just received the game as a present.

My sister-in-law came down twice to refill my wine glass. "You're taking one for the team!"

I was really upset that my nephew did not understand the rules. You can't just go around sinking battleships because it sounds good!

this was still at the time that my nephew and nieces were so young, and sometimes confused about aunts and uncles, and my nephew said "How come Uncle Alison."

maybe you had to be there. Uncle Alison still breaks my heart in a good way. Also I wasn't really upset. Kids are dramatic by nature - I feed into it.

They get good books from me, and I write letters to them. Silly letters.
I could totally be your crazy aunt, Sara - how am I not your crazy aunt on this thread? I'm everyone's crazy aunt.

uncle alison is very adorable.

i am a sucker for all things having to do with aunts and nieces, on account of i have one aunt and one niece and they are both completely awesome.

yeah, given that fatherhood (if it ever happens) is a loooooong way off, i'm keen to embrace uncledom and am encouraging my coupled up friends to procreate post haste. not my sister though, ewww.

i reckon i'm ready, having spent years dangling younger cousins upside down by their ankles to very giggly results. if only it was that easy to get girls to like me.

http://i38.tinypic.com/161ylbr.jpg

airmurchie, you can totally be my crazy aunt. Why not?

I slept a ton last night and I'm already tired and it's not even 9 pm. Possibly because it's already dark. I'm starting to miss summer already.

I HOPE YOU'RE ALL NOT DEAD!

Er, Happy Labor Day, I mean.

Where the wotsit are all the Merkins? happy labor day peeps!!

ugh back in Boston

But hey, Grace Jones! http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-1051314/Gone-pot-Grace-Jones-takes-stage-bizarre-new-show.html

Glad you got there safely! But you should still come back.

I need someone to help me organize my Sarah Palin costume for Halloween.

A constant, dowdy updo and a pregnant teenger to follow you around.

And not a thought in your head beyond bloody caribou.

I thought it was moose!

Surely you mean "Sarah Palin: DOMINATRIX" costume?

Sarah plain and tall dominatrix costume!

I feel sad that my idea was so boring now.

Not boring, it was the inspiration!

Thx, tza. I feel better now.

Possible accessories: wig, mooseburger, machine gun, cat o'nine tails...

FUDGE BOMB

sorry, FUDGE PUPPY

FUDGE PONY HEARTS RAINBOWS

I didn't tell you about the scary woman at the Fair who accosted me with a Fudge Puppy, did I?

NO?!

Also this: ILX will be going offline later tonight/early tomorrow for updates. This may take a week or so.

I'm not going to last a week! ;_;

It happened when we left the food building. What they had sounded good (belgian waffle on a stick dipped in chocolate) but they gave it the worst-sounding name imaginable, plus the grandmotherly woman who kept trying to foist one on me seemed oblivious to the ice cream I was already eating and basically kept trying to berate me into buying one. I tried the "I may be back" line and she shouted after me "WELL YOU BETTER" which pretty much cemented that there was no fucking way I was going back for a hot, steaming Fudge Puppy.

"Would you like a Fudge Puppy?"
"I thought that was illegal in this state!"

Wow, I wish I had been paying better attention because lolol!

My brother, Joei and I were all very bemused.

I hate it when I miss the crazy people...

Temporary home:

http://ilx.lefora.com/

Thanks, Ed. YOU ROCK!

Stop talking about your fudge puppies in public, you gross people.