The Economist states its case for gay marriage: The Case for Gay Marriage
Bob Herbert's Op-Ed piece in today's New York Times: Bliss and Bigotry
Bob Herbert, I wholeheartedly agree.
Perhaps you can imagine our surprise when we saw them spooning last night and then to awake to this sight!!!
It just goes to show, I suppose, the unpredictable and often deviant nature of toothbrushes.
Look at that impressive face sucking!!
The Senate is about to make a major decision on a bill that would give legal immunity to Bull's Eye and other negligent gun shops. This would make the gun industry the only industry with immunity.
It is being debated on C-SPAN right now and could be voted on within the next 72 hours.
Also, the Senate email system is clogged by the 100,000 emails from voters, strongly opposing the bill however it has powerful lobbying support from the NRA, so it might actually pass.
This means that if bloggers and internet news sites start making some noise, Senators could feel that they have to speak up so please start yapping away or show your support at Stop the NRA.com.
This game RULZ. See if you can figure it out!
They give you only two clues but since it took me longer to figure it out than I am proud to say, I will give you a third clue that doesn't compromise the integrity of this game: This can be played with five actual dice with the dice landing in no particular order so you don't need to be stumped by the linear placement of the dice on the screen.
Also, there's a story on the site about Bill Gates' brush with the game which is pretty interesting.
Remember: Once you figure it out you can't divulge the secret! You must simply take comfort in knowing that you are part of a club as exclusive as the Skull & Bones Society. It's just you, me, Bill Gates and everyone else...yeah, baby.
An amazing discovery...we awoke to this beautiful array of contraband items arranged on our kitchen counter!!
From left to right we have the Cuban cigar banned for geo-political reasons, the illegally mixed then shared Grey album, combining Jay-Z's Black Album and the Beatles' White album, which has recently ticked off the music industry's copyright department and finally the stinky green goods that have been a target of the war on drugs for a mighty long time.
We didn't possibly know what to do with these three things so we wrapped them up as quickly as we could to ship em out of the house in the form of a gift.
So people, what'll the shipping address be?
I'm so certain you all recall my 28th post...
about a special night that used to exist-alas, all good things come to an end-called Jerkoff hosted by a comical lady named Chelsea Peretti.
She strikes again with a funny interview in the Gothamist.
Note in the interview, the appearance of the Jerkoff picture again...
J-ing off is important to Chelsea...as it should be to all of us.
Check out her site for upcoming laughter shows!
The Pope has decided to spend his last years on earth...in Nolita, down the street from Moby...
It was so amazing!
A cab slid on some ice, flew out of control, smashed into the sidewalk and its advertising triangle (cab cap), flew onto these mailboxes and landed perfectly like this:
Looks like Sharon Stone look alike got the last laugh!
As I walked north on Bowery, I saw a familiar face out of the corner of my eye and there was ole Hitch, looking handsome as ever...gracing our fine NY streets...
Reminding me of one of my favorite movies...of course New York, the city I adore, is a prominent character....and of course the gorgeous Grace Kelly.
I nearly tripped and fell over this cute kitty in the Indian spice store on 6th & 1st Ave...you know, the one between the Indian restaurant and the Indian restaurant.
He was so mellow yellow...seeming...
Then I saw something in his eyes that made me a little nervous...
Sure enough he faked me out...
And took a lunge at me...
Moral of the story: You should buy spices, Indian beer, gum, something...as kitties don't take kindly to silly photo taking and no business making.
Thanks to EYEBEAM reBlog, a new cool site by Eyebeam's R & D dept, we get web treasures like these in record time.
For those like me, who wasted perfectly fine, promise filled days playing the first Super Mario Bros for hours and days on end, tirelessly fighting to rescue the beautiful princess, you will love this.
The music is beautiful, the talent is abundantly clear and best of all, the kid's attitude is priceless.
This recent NYTimes article details gay behavior among animals.
We thought, would this article incense the friendly homophobes out there with declarations such as, "See?! Even the animals in New York City turn gay!" or serve as proof of how animalistic homosexuality is??
OR would this simply illustrate that homosexual is natural behavior that exists in both human and animal kingdoms!?
Somehow, I don't think it's the latter.
Then, I remembered a tale a friend relayed over the weekend.
For what it's worth, he swears by it and it goes something like this:
If there are a bunch of bulls (male cows) in an enclosed area, they will soon enough start "humping each other." That is, until you unleash a donkey among them. Enter the donkey and no more homosexual behavior.
A crock of bull?
I don't know.
But I'm just dying to know! So let me know what the verdict is if you test it out!
Here are photos from yesterday's Westminster Dog Show at Madison Square Garden!!
Here's me and Jonah!
Here's a Pointer fan!
Irish setters were popular in the ring and in embroidery:
Note her doggy bone necklace & the poodle feet in the distance:
I got a few of these and wrapped 'em up for Christmas 04!
I tried to snake this purse by tugging and tugging but it just wouldn't budge!
The doggy scarf for fancy folks:
Dog show folks have their bling blings too!!
Who says dog shows are slow? They are fast!
Especially those handlers! I barely saw any dogs!
Rumor had it, this Irish Setter refuses to be groomed without his purple scrunchies:
Sheltie practices striking a pose:
Sheltie reflects before the big moment:
This little guy did this for so long he couldn't get up and had to be picked up!!
Here's the recipient of the andreaharner.com cutest dog at the dog show award:
Don't you think its a bit inappropriate to wear a great dane coat to THE dog show?
Uuum, excuse me lady...that's a WOLF, not a DOG. Get out of here before you get thrown out!
It's a tiring two days, folks.
Articles on the delightful dog show that graced our fine city:
It's slightly wierd that Yamada, the Best in Show judge explains that while he was sequestered before the judging, he shopped and did blah blah blah "and my wife, daughter and daughter-in-law bought fur coats." Uuum, ok.
Handler on Newfie: "He showed his heart out."
Criticizing Hollywood movies as clichéd, formulaic and insultingly stupid has become a cliché. The frustrating fact is, however, that it's true! Even the recent, supposedly great Hollywood movies such as Mystic River and 21 Grams fall in the Hollywood trap of overacting, emotional manipulation and overly simplistic plots and one-dimensional characters resulting in emotional ranges of happy-mad-sad, to name a few problems. This is why I was excited to see Girl with a Pearl Earring which I suspected would be satisfyingly different than the majority of Hollywood movies. Of course it's not perfect, few movies are, but comparatively, it is nuanced more than heavy-handed, it is appropriately ambiguous rather than pedantic and for the finishing touch, it is laconic as opposed to cacophonous with Hollywood dialogue.
Girl with a Pearl Earring, adapted from Tracy Chevalier's bestseller of the same name is directed by Peter Webber who does an excellent job with this poised and restrained first feature film as does the cinematographer Eduardo Serra whose use of color and light successfully foregrounds Vermeer's raison d'etre. While the entire cast acts solidly, it is Scarlett Johansson, of recent Lost In Translation fame, that leaves the deepest impression. You can't help but feel privileged to watch on as a young and extremely talented actress begins her foray into what will surely be a long and fruitful career.
I've finally discovered the perfect career for the lover of animals and psychology that I am...
Although, I quickly discovered that "pet shrinks" strongly dislike this term and prefer Applied Animal Behaviorist...and for those with canine and feline clients, Companion Animal Behaviorist ...probably because most of them have PHDs and are often also veterinarians. Most importantly, this field is rapidly becoming more accepted and seen as a reliable source for curbing problematic pet behavior.
I have thoroughly enjoyed reading up on this profession and mostly reading books by Nicholas H. Dodman, vet + companion animal behaviorist who heads the Animal Behavior Clinic at Tufts Veterinary School. He is a good writer, is clearly competent in psychoanalyzing pet behavior and also has a talent for analyzing pet owners and demonstrates an all around humanitarian outlook. Andreaharner.com has found a role model!
What I know for certain is that when I start taking photos like these to grace the backs of my books on "pet psychology" (I'm trying to take back and be empowered by the name) I will know I have finally landed in the right profession.
It's 45 degrees today so before you all break out your tank tops and daisy dukes, let's take a moment to reflect on how butt ass cold it was just a few days ago...
The end of this exciting story is that the large shard of ice fell on my head while I was taking photos and knocked me unconscious but some nice folks took me into their dungeon for three days but I'm ok now!
*Greenwich Village storefront
If you're feeling stencilly creative, try it out!
*spotted in midtown subway underpass.
This game was important to us so we got there in time for the half time show.
Here's our reaction to Justin Timberlake exposing Janet Jackson's right booby:
After all that drama, the game resumed so I began watching...the pets in the house!
for about the entire time.
Here was one of my views-Raptor the coy cat:
And another-Raptor drank that down too quickly:
And another! There's that football excitement!
And here was Chelsie the sweet dog, envisioning and sharing GW Bush's plans for outer space:
Realizing she had something in common with Dubya, she punched herself in the face and fell unconscious:
At some point in the game, something bad happened so Meg did this:
Thankfully Anil made everything ok, right was right and wrong was wrong again...
so he got back to his dogs, Chelsie and Hebrew National:
Finally, one of the teams won so it was time to go and it's not nice to steal your friends' pets so I left them there but don't worry guys, as sure as there will be another titillating half time show, andreaharner.com will be back to hang!