OPPOSITE OF FANTASTIC.
Beard-vertising at CPAC: The only way for a conservative gal to get a date these days.
OPPOSITE OF FANTASTIC.
Beard-vertising at CPAC: The only way for a conservative gal to get a date these days.
Well look at what I bought at the bookstore the other day!
Go buy this book. Now.
The only people who care enough to comment on my blog are strangers who google themselves and somehow end up on a random post I wrote from three years ago.
ragbag asked: was england justifiable in interfering between egypt and the soudan rebels in the urabi revolt?
I know why you would want to ask me a question like this, Mr. Bag. I’ve often been told that reading through my blog gives people the impression that I am some sort of expert on 19th-century English-Egyptian relations. Unfortunately, I have almost no knowledge in that era of history, but since lacking knowledge on a subject has never stopped a person writing on the internet from having an opinion about something, I’ll do my best to continue the great bloggy tradition and form a quick, glib judgment after hastily reading a wikipedia entry on the urabi revolt.
So, to answer your question: hell no.
But instead of creating my own content (read: taking screenshots of things on the internet that are only funny to me) I will make you, the reader, do my work for me.
— Model agent Maggie Trichon recalling her days of representing Scott Brown. (via Wonkette)
Which is correct: “dilly daddling” or “diddle daddling?”
rosasparks asked: What are you working on right now? I miss talking with you.
I miss talking with you too!
I’m still working at the Gap and I’m working on getting my new website and copywriting portfolio up, hopefully by the end of this month. After that, I plan on emailing/calling every single ad agency in New York looking for internships. If for some reason that doesn’t work out I will probably just start a Tumblr filled with pictures of dumb Facebook ads and then get a modest book deal from one of those publishers that specializes in blog-to-books-that-end-up-in-the-gag-gift-sections-of-Urban-Outfitters and then live off that money until I run away to go live on a farm.
But, you know, that probably won’t happen. I’m optimistic!