I think for this week, we’ll just do a couple quickies. LOLquicks I callz dem.

Be my guest…
Well, not MY guest. But *I* will be guest-posting tomorrow over at The Absurdist. Why I agreed I’ll never know. Ok, well, I do know. But YOU should know that there are bloggers in this world whose blogs are not what we call “safe for work.” So if you see the acronym NSFW it means “not safe for work.” I sometimes think about living vicariously through some bloggers who put it all out there, so to speak, on the Internet for everyone to see. They are, to say the very least, NSFW. Some are NSFA (not safe for anyone). Guest-posting for The Absurdist is probably NSFW (not safe for Wayne) but I never did claim to be able to make sane decisions. Enter her domain at your own risk. Your jaw might break due to the fall; your funny bone might get sprained; your eyes might dry out after being bugged out; your heart might swell; and your fingers might go numb from commenting because you either agree with her so much you can’t stop saying why OR you are so apalled or outraged, you can’t stop saying why.
You’ve heard of crush’s revealed…
And now Poppy pops the big one. Wait, that’s the wrong phrase. I mean she was “quite revealing” on a blog post earlier today. No, that’s not right either. She flashed the world today with heaping mounds of courage. Whoa, that’s really not what I’m trying to say. She kept us abreast of the news? Is that better? Probably not. Just go over there and see what she revealed. And FWIW, it’s definitely “safe for work.”
Oh and by the way, I won a “Poppy.” It’s like a Grammy, but infinitely more poppable. The category I swept, hands-down, was “Best Blog That References Guitar Hero”. Wait, that’s not right either, because you can’t play Guitar Hero hands-down. I can’t get anything right today.
Once she sends me my graphic, it’ll be displayed prominently. And often. Thank you Poppy!
Best of LOLcats
Many of you know (and some of you lament) that there are millions of LOLcat photos out there on teh internets. Some are so funny you need a few minutes to compose yourself. Some are so bad you need a few minuets to compose for yourself (for your funeral.)
*My* job is to give you only the best ones, so you don’t have to weed through multiples per day and possibly lose interest in the phenomenon. Oh noes, we must has qwahluhtee.

(I think another caption might be
OMG!!! u has a zit let me pops it!)








































