Everything I Like Causes Cancer: August 2010

8/22/2010

Sunday Punday

Posted by Gwen | Labels: I love a good pun

Whoops. I didn't realize a whole week had passed without a post. To recap: some stuff happened and now it's happy pun time . . .

Some of these won't be as obvious as others so I'll put the "answer" in the first comment. Don't open the comments until you're ready for a spoiler!

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8/15/2010

Sunday Punday

Posted by Gwen | Labels: Could This Be A New Series?, I love a good pun, Very Punny

Puns! I love puns!

Expect to see more of these. On Sundays.

(See the title? Aw, yeah.)

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8/14/2010

Saturday Matinee: Clarity

Posted by Gwen | Labels: It's the thought that counts, Life is crap without music, Well that sucked

I'm not so full of hubris that I can't admit when I made a mistake. When I published the post below I assumed that everyone had been raised by a very young mother, surrounded by her pop culture preferences like, say, The Beatles. I mistakenly assumed everyone was as familiar with their lyrics as I am. My bad.

To prove I'm not a ginormously pompous smarty-pants, I've returned to clarify that I was referencing the last verse of A Day In The Life:

I read the news today oh boy
Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall
I'd love to turn you on

I was out with friends last Saturday night and while we were having dinner I noticed that the apartment building next to the restaurant is named "Albert Hall." It cracked me up and I hoped to make you laugh as well. Eh, they can't all be winners.

This video, set to "A Day In The Life", is quite well done and contains some great old footage. I hope you enjoy it more than you did my last post.

P.S. Special thanks to my IRL friend Bryan Bean who was as confused as the rest of you, but googled what the hell I was talking about and posted a clarifying comment. Thanks for reading and caring, Bean! Consider yourself hired as an EILCC Editor.

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8/10/2010

I wonder how many holes it takes to fill it.

Posted by Gwen | Labels: Oh the things I see

An apartment building near where I had dinner Saturday night. STL, MO

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8/08/2010

Does anyone have drums? I need a roll.

Posted by Gwen | Labels: Oh the things I do, Pink is the new therapy

A thin pocketbook and temperatures surpassing a blistering 100 degrees recently gave me way too much time to sit and stew about my life and how I got "here" and how it isn't at all what I had planned or expected and how I desperately needed a haircut.

So, on Friday afternoon, about two hours before I was scheduled for said haircut, I decided to make a change, to do something unexpected and bold, something a little crazy. While the cliché remedies for a mid-life crisis are sports cars and affairs, I already drive a sports car and I have no one to cheat on, so I got a different kind of wild hair up my ass - a pink one:

I called my stylist, told her what I wanted to do and BAM! by eight o'clock that night my hair had been cut and my bangs had been pinked. And I gotta tell ya, I feel much better. I've got my sass back, my edge, my joie de vivre, if you will. I don't care if it's too hot to go outside, I've got pink hair, suckas.

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8/06/2010

Necessity is the mother effer of invention.

Posted by Gwen | Labels: Fashion, Gwenvolution

In serious need of a haircut, I've resorted to wearing hats the past couple days. Today I paired my favorite olive-drab skull-studded hat with my favorite madras shorts:

I'm calling it "South American Revolutionary Visits Boca Raton." All the kids'll be doing next week, you'll see.

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8/02/2010

Slow clap for the li-berry.

Posted by Gwen | Labels: Books, Oh the things I see

The branch of the library that I frequent keeps a cart of books by the service desk. The books on the cart have been chosen because they have something in common, like at Valentine's Day the cart is stocked with love stories, classic and best-selling. Around President's Day you'll find biographies. Halloween? Ghost stories. You get the idea.

I stopped at the library on my way home tonight and the most recent theme made me laugh out loud:

Bravo, Buder Branch librarians! Bra-vo.

I usually limit myself to three books at a time. If I take home more than that, I end up paying fines because I can't finish them all before they're due and I'm too lazy to find my member number and renew them online. But tonight I was so tickled by the theme that I picked up a fourth book off the cart, The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera. Suck it, Oprah.

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