chick stuph and HEADS ON STICKS

One of the major perks of having a women-only gym is being 99% certain that the suspicious-looking goo on the shower wall is, in fact, some kind of commercial hair product. Of course, anything that gets me even remotely thinking about Something About Mary will cause me to be completely earwormed with "Build me up, Buttercup" for n hours.

The gym is lately running a promo where you get credits of some kind for bringing in current magazines to read. So, I totally pounced on the Vanity Fair "Green Team" issue. And the page with $CELEBRITY_CRUSH's interview was torn out! This happened with a few, other, less-reputable magazines too. (The sort that use the term "baby bump"). First I wondered if maybe someone like dictator555 was deliberately doing this just to torture me. Except, well, he is that popular. I feel like such a pawn of his PR.

But, I don't have to be his consumer whore. (Mom keeps asking about Good Night and Good Luck. I may have to just buy her the DVD the next time I see her. "This'll get you to stop asking me if I've seen One Fine Day yet, right?")

::

While I remembered my dreams this morning, they won't supplant the sexy ones I had in February that got me into this whole mess.

There was some sort of magazine spread, Dig-like in its sarcasm, but too glossy, about how the current selection of summer children's movies -- mostly stop-action animation, not CGI (which is how you'd know it was a dream) featured too many of the characters' heads popping way up from their bodies, on their support dowels, as their expression of fright. But the review was aggravated about the incessant use of the same crappy device. The headline was Too Many Heads on Sticks!. (or close to it, being dreamtext it didn't read the same way twice) And then, after that, some element of YetAnotherBradyRemake, where Mike is posing for a family photo, separately. Trying to position himself to be properly edited into the final. And, the entire time, he's moving mechanically, while "Coin Operated Boy" is playing in the background. (And only then did it occur to me I was probably not awake.)

chick stuph and HEADS ON STICKS

One of the major perks of having a women-only gym is being 99% certain that the suspicious-looking goo on the shower wall is, in fact, some kind of commercial hair product. Of course, anything that gets me even remotely thinking about Something About Mary will cause me to be completely earwormed with "Build me up, Buttercup" for n hours.

The gym is lately running a promo where you get credits of some kind for bringing in current magazines to read. So, I totally pounced on the Vanity Fair "Green Team" issue. And the page with $CELEBRITY_CRUSH's interview was torn out! This happened with a few, other, less-reputable magazines too. (The sort that use the term "baby bump"). First I wondered if maybe someone like dictator555 was deliberately doing this just to torture me. Except, well, he is that popular. I feel like such a pawn of his PR.

But, I don't have to be his consumer whore. (Mom keeps asking about Good Night and Good Luck. I may have to just buy her the DVD the next time I see her. "This'll get you to stop asking me if I've seen One Fine Day yet, right?")

::

While I remembered my dreams this morning, they won't supplant the sexy ones I had in February that got me into this whole mess.

There was some sort of magazine spread, Dig-like in its sarcasm, but too glossy, about how the current selection of summer children's movies -- mostly stop-action animation, not CGI (which is how you'd know it was a dream) featured too many of the characters' heads popping way up from their bodies, on their support dowels, as their expression of fright. But the review was aggravated about the incessant use of the same crappy device. The headline was Too Many Heads on Sticks!. (or close to it, being dreamtext it didn't read the same way twice) And then, after that, some element of YetAnotherBradyRemake, where Mike is posing for a family photo, separately. Trying to position himself to be properly edited into the final. And, the entire time, he's moving mechanically, while "Coin Operated Boy" is playing in the background. (And only then did it occur to me I was probably not awake.)