Category Archive
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Rodent Therapy
Do not be alarmed when you see me with a syringe full of these:
The Express Scripts Drug Digest says:
“Enbrel – Active Ingredients: Etanercept (Hamster)
Representative Names: Enbrel Solution for Injection”
“Agony, always agony”
What happens when you read Bukowski…
and immediately thereafter see this:
?
Laughing until you cry.
icky
I’m going to have to say that the Soulwax remix of The Rolling Stones’ You Can’t Always Get What You Want…
is the worst remix I have heard thus far.
Techno+choir+Mick Jagger does not a good mix make.
Oh yes, she did say that.
“God, that guy has a big mouth!… Gay guys would love him.”
- A direct quote from my mother while watching an episode of Flight of the Conchords (as they sang I’m Not Crying).
Three Weeks Past Due
You may think I would have amassed a copious collection of Christmas decorations by now. Is it because I love Christmas? Nope. I mean, Christmas is alright. It is what it is… overly commercialized and almost lacking any religious association these days (this is what you start to think as you get older and more cynical and you aren’t Christian). So, why decorations? Simply because my name is Joy and the latter months of the year are just about the only time anything is ever manufactured with the word/name “Joy” on it. Sure I have a couple coffee mugs (thank you Jess and Maria J), a stuffed bear wearing a hooded sweatshirt (saving this for my forthcoming twin nephews), and a holiday decoration or two displaying my name; but this morning I came to realize that this collection is both too small and quite perfect at the same time. So, I thank all of my friends and family who have resisted buying me only personalized gifts, otherwise all of my home decorating would have to be completed in red and green.
The newest addition, c/o my coworker Jerry via his and his family’s Christmas tree. Added 1/14/08:
Taking Maria’s Advice
My friend Jessica was telling me that her company is starting to affix “inspirational” posters to the walls of their new office. I used to have two posters in my office. They never made it to the walls though. I think they sat in a corner for over a year, perhaps longer, since they were neither mine nor am I a huge fan of Monet… though they were a little less generic than supposedly inspirational posters. My office had the least amount of character in our suite until a couple months ago when I accidentally printed out a photo of a dinosaur with Frankenstein’s head on it. I guess that was as good a time as any to liven the place up. So Frankensaur is accompanied by Frangel (same head, cherub body), a three-bird smile, and an Anne Taintor post-it for good measure.
became 
