Tonight, my boyfriend and I got home, determined that the house smelled terrible, and, after following the putrid trail in the air, discovered that our cats have been pooping in the downstairs shower behind their litter box for weeks without us realizing it. WEEKS. It looks like they were attempting to shit directly down the drain. Maybe they thought this would make it easier for us to clean. How sweet.
Then, while cooking spaghetti, Mike exclaimed, “Let’s see if it’s ready!” and flung a piece of pasta across the room and stuck it to the opposite wall. Only problem is, in his clumsy, hilarious motion, his fist met my FACE and I will now most likely have the most ridiculous black eye of all time.
Moral of the story: if your day turns shitty (literally!), make sure it goes down in a fiery parade of real-life sitcom gold.
Okay so first of all, there’s this condom company called Sir Richard’s. Here’s why you should like them and support them and cheer them on as they grow as a company: Similar to Tom’s shoes, for every condom purchased, they give one to developing countries, especially those with high AIDS rates and whatnot. ISN’T THAT INCREDIBLE?! What a simple yet terrific concept.
Anyway, I “liked” them on Facebook (which, seriously, I urge everyone to do: http://www.facebook.com/SirRichardsCondoms) and whoever is in charge of their social media is brilliant. They’re always posting things about love and commitment as well as thought-provoking questions about the media, sex and the world around us. Yesterday they posted a photo of the book called I <3 Female Orgasm and asked if anyone had read it. I immediately responded and gushed about what a phenomenal, positive book it was and insisted that everyone should read it.
Next thing I know, they contact me and want me to write a book review for their website. I am so excited!
“I had just left the Screaming Trees and returned to California. I wasn’t even sure whether I was going to continue with music. Then I had this idea of giant waves of sound sweeping over me. I had an image in my head from an old Warner Bros cartoon of big, staggering robots. And that, I suppose, was my idea for Queens of the Stone Age: broken, drunk robots.”—Josh Homme on the QOTSA debut album (via queenbandbabyduck)