14 posts from January 2011
- Dog steals sled
- Injured turtle + wheels = cayooooot
- Pug vs. volleyball has a great ending
- Overly concerned kitty
- Grizzly bear and a bucket. More, plz.
- Kitten sees herself in the mirror for the first time
- FYI: Hairless guinea pic = tiny hippo.
- . . . And here's a cow that looks like a panda. Causewhynot.
Enjoy the weekend like you're a '90s kid trapped in an eternal repeating cycle of one awesome dance move.
So Nancy O'Dell is a person, one of the ones on E! or something, and she hosts one of those shows, like Now That's What I Call Celebrities Doing Shit or whatever. (I don't really have the time to look it up right now, because I have a Cat vs. Washing Machine video waiting in my next tab that I am d-d-d-dying to get to.) Anyway, the point is, this woman is not particularly famous and I do not particularly care about her, but I did come across this picture of her today in a People's Choice Red Carpet gallery:
And it made me realize: in all my years of casually, occasionally seeing photos of this woman (deep in the parts of red carpet slideshows where the most marginally relevant people are kept), I have never seen a photo in which she looked even sliiightly alive inside. Like, this woman has the deadest. expression. ever.
(Sidenote: this reminds me of college, when Kelly and I would use the insult "dead inside" so much that we abbreviated it to "D.I.," then "die," then "die-die," and so on. We were impossible to be in a room with.)
So anyway, that's when I decided to play a game. The game is called Let's Scroll Through Google Image Results for Nancy O'Dell Until We See One Where She Looks Like She Has a Soul. Care to play along?
. . . . And so on. This went on for several rows of scrolling. And then--what did I see? Jewel!
Jewel is ALL UP in the search results for Nancy O'Dell; she appears multiple times, like the infiltrated the page. Moral of the story? Jewel: still obsessed with saving souls, even after all these years.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have business to attend to.
I kind of love reading entertainment/celebrity gossip headlines around major holidays, because that is when they are at their extreme dullest. Well, to be fair, I also like reading them all the other days of the year--I just get a certain other kind of enjoyment out of reading the headlines that come up on the slowest of news days. Here is a countdown of the most ridiculous ones from the past week:
You know that guy on that show you don't watch? You'll never guess where he buys his sheets!
What a coincidence--I, too, have decided to proceed with my life in a chronological fashion. Trying to start the part of my life that is already over just got really annoying after a while.
Alternate title: "A Guy from Twilight Put Gel in His Hair"
One of them wants to read more. I hope he starts with People.com.
I just really liked how this headline was written. I kind of expected the story to continue with, "She has been for a few years. But we're talking about it right now because the guy from Twilight washed the gel out of hair, so that story has kind of run its course, and . . . um . . . words!"
We swear. It was positively studded by stars. Pretty much everyone who didn't get invited to Shania Twain's wedding was there.
This scorcher was the No. 1 story on the site for at least half of New Year's Day, making it a little harder for us to keep complaining that the mainstream media doesn't tell us enough about the approximate intensity levels of John Mellencamp's holiday celebrations.