taking a poll

Alright, I had this idea & I want to get my friends’ opinion on this. I was thinking about how my parents have called me Pooh all of my life, and that I’ve been PooBou for the past decade or so, and it got me to thinking that maybe I should get a little Winnie the Pooh tattoo.

I don’t know where I’d put it — probably either my shoulder or on the side of my lower back (hip area). And of course it would have to be old-school A.A. Milne Pooh, not Disney Pooh. But I thought it might be cute.

Thoughts? Opinions? Comments?

My mom, naturally, thinks this idea is insane. And Kris says she thinks it’d be adorable, but she questioned my motives — I just got my hair cut, and the last few times we’ve talked, I’ve mentioned that I want a boob job (which I really, really do want), so she’s wondering if maybe I’m just going through some kind of body-modification phase for some deeper reason. I’m choosing not to analyze it that deeply.

In any case, it would be a long time before I’d be able to afford it, so I’m sure this is an idea that I’ll have to sit on for a while. I was just curious as to the general consensus. Typically, I think that cartoon character tattoos are cheesy & stupid, but I thought that since this one kind of fits me, it might work.

hobbit names

Ok, I’ve obviously been spending way too much time hanging out on Adam’s site lately….

Here’s a new one for you kids: The Hobbit Name Generator. Oh no, I’m not making it up. It’s for real. You can also get your Elf name too.

For the record, my hobbit name is Azaelia Chubb — I think it sounds a bit like a stripper/porn star name — and my elf name is Larien Melwasúl. Which, god help me, I think sounds kind of pretty.

The crazy thing is that I’m oddly fascinated by this, even though I’ve never seen any of the Lord of the Rings movies. Every guy I know is obsessed with them, so I kind of have an anti-LOTR reactionary stance. I refuse to go see them in the theater. Maybe I’ll see them on HBO someday, maybe I won’t. This attitude seems to drive a lot of my movie-nerd friends insane. That’s probably why I do it. >:-) (evil grin)

Oh, and a side note. I know that a lot of my friends consider themselves to be quite the Internet romance Lotharios, so this little instructional video for cyba luvaaaahs might give you a few useful tips. (Btw, that’s most likely not a work-safe link.)

animal activism

NOTE: The following post has been pre-approved by Teenie, aka web site mascot.

My sister emailed me today and mentioned that her friend Renee has been volunteering with FurKids, which is a non-profit, no-kill animal shelter for cats in Atlanta, GA. She mentioned that they need publicity and that any links to their web site would be appreciated. Of course, I don’t live in Atlanta, but it occurred to me that saving the kitties & doggies in this country is one issue that I’m pretty passionate about. So I’ve added a few good sites to my little sidebar on the right, and FurKids is one of them. Happy Paws Farm is a dog shelter that I’ve visited twice with my friend Chris, when he was thinking about getting a dog, and I was really impressed with how well the animals were treated there. And PetFinder is a search engine that can find you any type of pet in any animal shelter in any part of the country, so that’s pretty cool.

Anyway, that’s all. Just a shout-out for all my furry, four-footed homies out there.

your head a splode

I don’t know how many of you guys read StrongBad’s Email on the Homestarrunner site, but this one absolutely cracked me up. And if you wait until the end of the email, you can actually play the different StrongBad video games. Awesome.

Oh yeah, and I think I know a few guys who need to shopping for a Pimp Watch. It’s so very Star Trek.

Thanks to Adam at Tattoodles for providing hours of this type of useless entertainment.

first day of 28th year

I guess you could say I had a little mood crisis yesterday about my birthday, so I decided that chopping my hair off would make me feel better. One of those typically-female “change my hair, change my life” kind of thought processes, I guess. Anyway, here are the before & after pictures. I think I probably look better in the before picture, but that’s because it was taken last night right before we went out for my birthday. And then I got an hour-long massage after my haircut this afternoon, so I didn’t really feel like re-applying my make-up & getting all fancy for the after picture. But trust me, this is an improvement. And it’s going to be hugely popular in the low-maintenance department. I was sick of spending half an hour every day working on my stupid hair and still not being happy with it.

Anyway, I had a pretty good birthday — Nate & I went to dinner at a nice seafood place, it was pretty mellow. And I did much better than I was expecting gift-wise. I got gift certificates from both Tracy & Nate (to Amazon.com and the local mall, respectively), which is my favorite type of present. Nate also gave me a can of yellow corn, because it’s a well-known fact that I despise corn. I can’t even pretend to eat it to be polite. If I accidentally take a bite of something with corn in it, my throat will close up & I’ll start to gag. So I guess he was going for a literal “gag” gift. Very clever.

Oh, and Scott is getting me tickets to see Henry Rollins in March, so he’s way up on my list of favorite people too.

Today, before the haircut & massage, I went to see “Big Fish” with Chris G. It was good. My favorite Tim Burton movie has always been “Beetlejuice” and I don’t see that changing any time soon, but this was a good movie. Not exceptional — I think maybe it had been a little overhyped for me — but I enjoyed it.

birthday

I’m not ready to turn 28 tomorrow. Is it too early to start lying about my age?

Oh yeah, for those of you who are wondering what to get me (I know there are so many of you out there), cash is welcome.