At random ...

-- I was just watching "Fear Her" on Sci-Fi and my first reaction to Rose getting excited about the Olympics was, "Oh, sweetie, you wouldn't be so happy if you'd seen the official logo." Which, if you haven't seen it, miggy has some very good points about why it sucks here, although seeing it is enough to recognize just how awful it is. (It doesn't help that the design company is all, "Everybody is all wrong and we're right and you're all prejudiced!" Oh, bitch, please. Whoever first said it looks like Lisa Simpson giving head was terrifyingly dead-on.)

-- ( Cut for casting spoiler for next season's Grey's Anatomy )

-- Yeah, so I watched the Top Chef All-Stars yesterday.

( Cut for spoilers )

-- Okay, seriously, if you like CW RPS at all and there's nothing you have to do for a few hours, you have GOT to go read Monogatari by winterlive. It's Jared/Jensen, and they're samurai, and I can't even. *flails* When the list of Bigbang stories came out this was one of the ones that immediately went on my must-read list, so when it went up I completely spazzed out. It's insanely well-researched and well-written, and it's hot and sweet and brilliant, and I kind of want to pet my computer screen each time I go back to read it. (I've read it three times since yesterday but haven't gotten to comment yet -- sorry, Danny, ohmigod, but it keeps breaking my brain with happy. *smishes you*)

So, yes, go read. *pushes you towards the story*

-- I have a list of story ideas and the entire day to myself. Wheeee! :)

A rant left over from the other day

Dear graduating seniors driving in the Jeep in front of me,

You know, normally I'm all for you morons painting up your cars and driving around honking your horns during the last week of school. Whatever, don't care, go nuts. It's your last week of high school ever and I know how you feel.

However, I think you all are complete dipshits, and here's why:

1. None of you were wearing seat belts. A small thing, but considering how the driver was operating the vehicle, IDIOTS.

2. You had "2007" painted on the windshield. Like, ALL over. Like, so big there was no possible way you were able to see clearly through it. And then you proceeded to drive down Main Street past the police station and our two police cars in a small town where everybody knows who you are. IDIOTS.

3. You had a HUGE Confederate flag hanging from the back of your Jeep. And I've bitched about this before and had people give me good explanations of why someone who doesn't live in the South might fly one, but you know what? NO. I just can't do it. You live in Pennsylvania. And remember that thing about this being a small town? That means that I know for a fact who your families are and that none of them have lived outside of this area going back at least three generations.

And if you were rednecks, I might let it slide, but like I said I know who you all are. You are all preps in tuxes driving around in a bright yellow Jeep. In other words ... IDIOTS.

Sincerely,

Me

I'm such a toddler.

( KITTIES! )

Because she's an idiot, that's why.

Paris Hilton sent back to jail.

I'm torn between laughing in morbid amusement and wanting to buy a ticket to stand in line and smack her smug, spoiled-rotten ass. Can she and her family behave a little more like she's being sent to death row? It's forty-five days, you useless hag. You're the moron who drove with a suspended license when you could afford half a dozen drivers to be at your beck and call. Suck it up.

And I really don't think "unable to guarantee a steady supply of cocaine/meth/whatever she's on" counts as a medical condition.

(I wouldn't even have mentioned this whole debacle if reading about it and seeing all the pictures of her bawling in the back of the police cruiser didn't give me rage blackouts.)

Okay, look.

Does anybody know of an internet radio station that plays the worst music on the planet?

And I don't mean that they play the same four or five top-40 songs and think they're brilliant. I mean that they play awful music on purpose. Just the worst music ever made, twenty-four/seven, the kind of music so bad it makes you die laughing at how bad it is.

'Cause seriously, if there isn't one, I'm going to end up making on just 'cause.

Since Derry brought up "Boston Legal" ...

... I give you my favorite Alan Shore closing regarding ex-gay therapy.