Carrots.

I had a lovely time in the kitchen this afternoon – probably because I wasn’t actually “cooking”, I was prepping & blanching some corn & carrots from the garden to stick in the freezer; I surprised myself by enjoying the whole process.

I was not surprised that I felt the need to play with my vegetables…

The Dali Llama.

My particularly bad spelling in an email last night made me break out Photoshop. I Present to you the Dali (Salvador) LLAMA…

Made of WIN. (NSFW)

So yesterday I saw this on Regretsy; if you are a fan of Regretsy you’ll have to agree that that was pretty bloody awesome & I thought, hell, for $5 (or A$4.97 even…), I’d like Sam Cornwell to rant on about something for me, please.

I was expecting to wait two weeks for my rant, but lucky me, lucky you, lucky everyone, Sam is not only a genius but a FAST genius. There is swearing a-plenty, so you’ll probably want to send the kiddos out of the room, but you will love it; he has gone above & beyond.

(Sorry Cath about the “Chunky Cookie”…. at least nobody will know he was meant to mean you…!)

Fan-frikkin-tastic, non? Turns out Sam blogged about his life everyday last year as a 365 day project so it was a subject he could really warm to. I have actually got tears of laughter running down my cheeks, I hope you enjoyed it!

(If you want Sam to berate you good & proper, you’ll find him here. Do tip him when you’re done, he absolutely deserves it & I’ll be back as soon as I can think of a suitable occasion on which to deliver a charmingly accented foul mouthed tirade as a gift.)

My Name Is Mud.

Truly.

….she CAN say ‘Mum’, she’ll say it in “Mum-ma” perfectly. Unfortunately though, I am not “Mum-ma”, I am ‘Mud’, just as she is ‘Punk’.

It’s only fair I guess.

Pulp Fiction.

If I could only watch one movie ever again, over & over, for the rest of my life, it would, I think, be Pulp Fiction. Apart from John Travolta looking scrummy as Vince, Samuel L Jackson exuding badass cool and the soundtrack being AMAZING, any movie that can spark such awesome as I’ve found here (click pics for links) is quite obviously a masterpiece….

 

What would you choose as your one & only, if you had to, like, if Samuel L was sipping your soda & pointing a gun at your head?

Two funny things that cheered my up this sniffley, snuffley eve....

Ah. I luffs you internets.
You make me laugh.

Just thought I'd share two things that brightened my afternoon, you may have already seen one, or both, or none!

The first, and my favourite, brought to me by the lovely Lisa on Crafty Mamas;

Write 'Where is Chuck Norris?' into Google & click 'I feel lucky'. I have stuff to say about this but I don't want to ruin it...! Run & do it now. NOW!

The second is doing the facebook rounds - you may have seen some weird status updates today because of it, as I did, but I didn't know what the heck was going on until Yvy shared the goss on Crafty Mamas also....

Pick the month you were born:

January-------I kicked

February------I loved

March----------I karate chopped

April------------I licked

May------------I jumped on

June-----------I smelled

July------------I did the Macarena With

August--------I had lunch with

September----I danced with

October-------I sang to

November-----I yelled at

December-----I ran over

Pick the day (number) you were born on:

1-------a birdbath

2-------a monster

3-------a phone

4-------a fork

5-------a snowman

6-------a gangster

7-------my mobile phone

8-------my dog

9-------my best friends' boyfriend

10-------my neighbour

11-------my science teacher

12-------a banana

13-------a fireman

14-------a stuffed animal

15-------a goat

16-------a pickle

17-------your mom

18-------a spoon

19------- a smurf

20-------a baseball bat

21-------a ninja

22-------Chuck Norris

23-------a noodle

24-------a squirrel

25-------a football player

26-------my sister

27-------my brother

28-------an iPod

29-------a surfer

30-------a homeless guy

31-------a llama

What is the last number of the year you were born:

1--------- In my car

2 --------- On your car

3 --------- In a hole

4 --------- Under your bed

5 --------- Riding a Motorcycle

6 --------- sliding down a hill

7 --------- in an elevator

8---------- at the dinner table

9 -------- In line at the bank

0 -------- in your bathroom

Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:

White---------because I'm cool like that

Black---------because that's how I roll.

Pink-----------because I'm NOT crazy.

Red-----------because the voices told me to.

Blue-----------because I'm sexy and I do what I want

Green---------because I think I need some serious help.

Purple---------because I'm AWESOME!

Gray----------because Big Bird said to and he's my leader.

Yellow---------because someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars

Orange--------because my family thinks I'm stupid anyway.

Brown---------because I can.

Other----------because I'm a Ninja!

None----------because I can't control myself!

Piece them together and post a comment.

So mine is I danced with my neighbour in my car because that's how I roll. Not that exciting...!

I wish I were born on the 19th of June, 1987, and was wearing a brown shirt.....

Problem Solved.

I had a bit of a conundrum this morning - I have been having a little too much fun pretending to be a music producer or radio DJ or at the very least, a (very famous, very rich) guest programmer on "RAGE" while finding & compiling (in *just* the right order, in true mix tape geek style - it has to 'flow' don't you know...) music for my Music To Craft By swap, and I have found some amazing new songs that I am DESPERATE to share, but I don't want to ruin the melodic surprise for my swapees.... see the problem...?!

I was going to get around it by sharing a video on You Tube of one of the new groups I found, in a sort of out-take, because then it would be only a half spoiler - but when I opened up YouTube just now I was confronted with this video, and well, it's about a hundred times better than what I was going to share, and it doesn't ruin any surprises.

Who Farted?

From an opshop find a few years ago;