Ok, my dad just send this to me. Not sure if anyone else will find it funny, but I did. (surgeons and anesthesiologists [or anaesthetists if you're British] are sort of 'friendly rivals'. We call them "gas-passers", and they call the drape, which separates the sterile side (our side) from the non-sterile side (their side) the "blood-brain barrier")



haha- here's another, containing the lyric "So I'm standing here in the pouring rain- where the fuck's my fucking train? london underground, they're all lazy fucking useless cunts. London underground, they're all greedy cunts, I want to shoot the all- with a rifle."

Ok, so my friend's wedding pictures (a few of which I posted a while ago) are online now. All 976 of them. And for the most part they are great. Some... not so much.

Here are a few-

Doing my job...


And this is the bride's cousin- totally on a whim she asked the band if they'd mind letting her sing a song- and she proceeded to belt out a rendition of "Summertime" that gave me goosebumps. This captures it pretty well.


And this one....
hahaha it just makes me laugh. That must have been Some Great Story I was telling!!!

Oh.... how I love David Sedaris.
So so funny! Seriously- if you've never heard of him, go read his books! STAT!
It's really no good to be around me when I'm reading his books because I can't go more than about a paragraph without cracking up and going "wait wait wait you have to hear THIS too!" and reading it out loud.

And, it was quite the peepfest!
myself, jbeatty, chico... I think I saw dragonlady but I wasn't 100% sure- but then a few minutes later I saw Holly- not a peep but a friend of a friend and a rollerderbygirl, thus reinforcing my hunch that it was indeed dragonlady I saw...

I was even a big nerd and took my copy of one of his books to have him sign it, but the line was pretty insane so I didn't wait...

Sadly (but maybe fortunately for you guys) it's not as funny in the re-telling, so I can't just transcribe the whole thing, but I will leave you with one funny quote (or rather, paraphrase)- and then get back to preparing my lecture for the interns tomorrow. [This whole "teaching" thing is hard work! Who knew?! But I have a secret weapon- snickers. I may put them to sleep and not get my point across at all- but they will evaluate me well since I will give them mini-snickers.]

But my quote is something like-

"So, like most couples, Hugh and I divide the work that needs to be done. He, for example, pays the bills and deals with the pile of papers and forms. I name all the creatures that come in and out of our garden. He replasters the attic. I dress dead dried up bees in suits of armor made of tinfoil."

[see other new post below this one]

Ok, so my bro-in-law sent me a mix he made a while ago.
And he warned me that the cover art was a little risque. He seemed a little embarrassed, but explained that he had made it for his friend, and he always teases his friend that all he uses his ipod for is watching porn on the elliptical.

The name of the mix is "Gym Titties"

And I thought, "oh please, it's hard to offend me."
So I clicked play in iTunes, and the first song started playing. With the following cover art-



I almost had a heart attack.

Not b/c of the titties, but because before I saw it more closely, I thought it was MY SISTER. And I just thought 'you sick bastard! you put naked pictures on your wife on a mix for your friend, and then sent it to her sister?!'

Fortunately, it is not my sister.

[Jim's post made me think of this, b/c his pic of James also nearly gave me a heart attack, b/c on quick glance I thought it was my ex for a second.]

Ok, here's my sister, for comparison. Am I crazy, or is there at least a little similarity? (one is from her prom, and one from her wedding)

My college roommate just had her first book published. It's a young adult, Harry Potter-esque, kind of thing, from what I gather. I just bought my copy, but haven't read it yet. But i'm so proud of her! Check it out.

Jack Perdu, a ninth grade classics prodigy, lives with his father on the Yale University campus. Smart and introverted, Jack spends most of his time alone, his nose buried in a book. But one winter evening, a near-fatal accident changes Jack's life forever. His father sends him to see a mysterious doctor in New York City--a place Jack hasn't visited since his mother died there eight years ago. In Grand Central Terminal, he meets Euri, a girl who offers to show him the train station's hidden places--the ones only true urban explorers really know about. Eight flights below the train station, however, Jack discovers more than just hidden tracks and mysterious staircases. He has stumbled upon New York's ghostly underworld. This, Jack believes, is his chance to see his mother again. But as secrets about Euri's past are revealed, so are the true reasons for Jack's visit to the underworld. Masterfully told, The Night Tourist weaves Classical mythology together with New York's secret history and modern-day landscape to create a magical adventure, full of unexpected twists and page-turning action.