Pretty unfair that my brother got all the cool genes.
Hilary and I just had a moment where we realized we had spent the last few weeks independently admiring the same cute guy. This guy is the proprietor of Martin’s Pretzels in the Union Square Farmer’s Market (but only on certain days, we are not crushing on a 70 year old pretzel farmer). Of course, I am a kept woman, so my crush is harmless. She, knowing her adorableness and insatiable man-ppetite (*I mean, come on), will inevitably go on a date with him. I live vicariously.
But the most striking thing about Martin (I have assumed these are his pretzels) is how incredibly Sex and the City his existence is. Only on Sex and the City is every random street man impossibly dreamy. In the actual New York City, every random street man is seconds away from publicly masturbating. So Candace Bushnell, you should be psyched. Martin over here in Union Square is finally legitimizing your vision of New York City.
So I hear there’s a low clearance at the local shopping mall. Do you want to make a good appearance and get what you want?
Let me know ASAP.
Your sister
I just found out that the new season of Always Sunny premieres on my birthday, September 10. Happy Birthday indeed!
Spoiler Alert, a new CH Original written by me and Sarah and directed by Sam. Pretty bad-ass! Digg if you are so inclined.
Yay! It’s always fun to see an idea you had come to life. And pretty awesomely, might I add.
Did a small bit on Fallon again with Horatio and this awesome mustache! Tonight Late Night w/ Jimmy Fallon.
Carl Winslow!?
Sometimes when I’m going through old notebooks and notes I find random ideas that don’t make any sense. For instance, I just found an old idea I had for a Hardly Working, which was simply: “Pat’s a horse. Too many drugs.” Guys, what do you think? Hardly Working: Horse?
Listen, I won’t beat around the bush - bugs are essentially tiny monsters and on this website Japanese people make them have tiny monster fights. These are unlike Alien vs. Predator, however, in that whoever wins, you also win, because you were watching a tiny Japanese monster fight.
Dan, this is by far the best thing you’ve ever contributed to our friendship.
From last night’s Assholes on a Yacht party. Themed dance parties > everything else.
Well here’s a fun little tidbit. I have been nominated for Webutante Queen. At last, the goal I never knew I had because I didn’t know such a title existed, finally realized!
I’m assuming this will end up similar to my college experience, where being funny got me as far as Homecoming Court and then someone with far better looks and talent actually won. But I didn’t let that experience get me down, no sir*!
Here’s the full list of nominees, including my coworkers Ricky (short for Richard) Van Veen and Amir (short for Bud) Blumenfeld.
*aside from the two months I spent crying in my sorority house basement, refusing to take off my Homecoming dress like a straight-up twentieth century Miss Havisham.