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I rarely know what you’re talking about.

For the record.

I don’t know if you’ve been keeping track or not, but those of you with as little to do with your free time as I do may have noticed that the ads, which quietly appeared beneath the Flickr badge a month or so ago, have now quietly disappeared, except for the “Get Firefox” one. This [...]

P.S.

Here, dear persons, are some photos from Monday’s “American Idol.” The THIIIIIIICK-ass hooker-dressed girl is totally in attendance.

“Where the Magic Happens.”

Oh, “American Idol.” We’re gonna spend a prolonged, painful few months together. The very least I can do is post a bunch of retarded-ass pictures of retarded-ass people. Click away.

Golan-Globus

If you’d like to read the series of progressively drunken e-mails I sent Sarahbrown during the Golden Globes, click here. If you’d like to see the coupla snapshots I got off during the awards, look no further.

Here’s Adrien Brody, actively pursuing douchebaggery in public. As is his wont. Jane, this one’s for you.

… aaaaaand here’s [...]

Dear Screaming Baby

Dear Henry,
Today you are six months and five days old, and after the weekend you gave us, I’ve begun cursing myself for being too cheap to buy the one-year warranty on you instead of the six-month. Gggggguuuuuuhhhhh. Have I mentioned how happy I am to get back to the relative calm of work today? Ferreal.
Dame [...]

“Steppin’ Out.”

At long last, “Brokeback Mountain” came to Tulsa! C’mon gang, let’s go!

Hmmmmmm, but all of a sudden it occurs to me we don’t have a calendar yet. We’ll just pick one up on the way!

Before we hit the theater, I also need something to eat — I’m a little peckerish, er, peckish.

Hoo! [...]

Anniversatating

It is January 11, and today H.G. “Beans” Byrne is six months old. He celebrated the occasion by getting a flu shot. He did not, from what I could tell, feel particularly celebratory about said flu shot. Man, did he ever turn red.
HGB turned our lives upside down, but then he turned it right-side up [...]

Babies, kitties, baby kitties

No baby kitties, actually. But some serious preciousness lies beyond these here two photos. Both of the baby and the kitty varieties.

Trucky goodness.

Hot TV action

Duuuuude. So many new photographs of the television. As you click through the “Dynasty” pix, keep in mind that they ALL COME FROM THE SAME EPISODE. Sometimes you get these single eps that are fricken gold mines of memorable shit.
Also featured: Stamos. You’ve been warned.