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throwing-milkshakes-at-cars replied to your post: On business cards

NOW I WANT SOME FOR REAL!

GIRL SOMEDAY YOU WILL HAVE AS MANY BUSINESS CARDS AS YOU WANT BECAUSE YOU ARE GOING PLACES!

Hey, can we talk about business cards for a sec?

As you may know, I’m a professional lady and I keep a big-ass box of professional-looking business cards in my desk and I hand them out to all kind of nerds at professional engineering-type events all over the place (but mostly Las Vegas). But the use of them, in actual, real life, just seems like the weirdest thing to me. Like, sometimes, a bunch of us nerds will all be standing in a circle handing each other our business cards and I start laughing because I’m thinking, lol, I’m one of those business people in a comedy sketch about the absurdity of business culture and now that we’re all done with handing out our cards, we’ll probably all start going down on each other or giving each other the secret ass-spank or whatever the fuck business people do in those sketches. OH MY GOD I AM ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE. But then we all walk away from each other while smiling awkwardly or make plans to “go have drinks” or whatever.

twodoxiesandtoomanyshoes replied to your post<span >: <em >On being back home

craft: dolls crafted from cat fur.

Purrfect! (sometimes puns are fun, ok? Geez get off my back, joke Nazis! (sorry for yelling, you guys…jet lag? Jet lag!))

I would have also accepted dolls crafted from “litter box leavings”, the pile of unopened mail on the kitchen counter, and the heaps of cat puke and fur balls that the lady I paid $100 to watch Torrie “forgot” to clean up.

I had this whole return-to-tumblr series of posts in mind to commemorate my return to Denver, graduation, etc., but, as usual, the need to post something, to get back in the game, as it were, won out over careful planning and brand craftsmanship. Mind you, those posts are on the way, and I feel secure in the knowledge that they will trigger a number of emotional responses in you, my tumblr frands and acquaintances, after they have been added. Until then, I offer you an email I just sent to a couple of friends, sans context (context won’t make it more funny).

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Hellllooooooo!

I’m back from our nation’s capitol, and ready to respond to emails!

Regarding the JD shirt…ew, gross. I hate that I am a person with an extensive knowledge of good music who also happens to be getting older. How dare they, damn kids today, harumph, get off my lawn, etc.

On the matter of the fetal food ban, I’ll refer you to my earlier ew, gross statement and add that I recently saw this topic raised on Bill Maher’s show. Mr. Maher had Mario Batali on the show and, naturally, solicited his opinion on the story. For the record, I am opposed to cannibalism, but I wish that the gentleman from Oklahoma would have started a little lower on the Tree of Nutso Legislation. Maybe with feces? Are there laws on the books that specifically ban the use of human feces (or urine, et al.) in food products? Because that seems more likely and quite a bit more disturbing. Legislative priorities!

Here is a charming stock photo of Mario Batali with a fish.


 

Further, I would like to point out that the Flaming Lips’ Gummy Fetus is also in bad taste (lol) and not a product I will be purchasing in the immediate future. Additionally, I thought the Flaming Lips link was somehow related to a recent video for Ariel Pink’s Haunted Grafitti’s song “Round and Round”, which was shot by Mr. Kramer and prominently features breast milk.

Good day to you!



Annabelle Montana III, BSEE

p.s. I haven’t really decided on a craft project to bring to for Groundhog’s Day, so please don’t make it weird if I only show up with a bottle of bourbon and three pieces of yarn. I WILL CREATE A NEW CRAFT ON THE SPOT!