Awesome Shit That I Want Monday
Tight Ass Tuesday is on like Donkey Kong for tomorrow. Check the rules page to refresh your memories for July’s theme. So what I really want is a trip to Paris so I can be on the Champs Élysées to watch the final stage of the Tour de France. Which, grosse chance.
Eating Out: Madame Claude Cafe
“Behold the face of the man: Spartacus in full flight!” I know yesterday was the 4th of July. Hooray, let’s gather to watch orchestrated explosives that are supposed to thrill us with pretty colors rather than terrify us with their unabashed mimicry of open warfare. (Fireworks that explode to create peace signs: Fireworks manufacturers mocking ...
Indulge my incessant need to defeat others (Also: Ha)
ETA: Well played, all! I’m one of the 5 finalists in my category. Thank you! C’mon, I baked cake at 3 in the morning for you. For YOU. Specifically.
Thursday Night Smackdown, I think.
The only thing better than failure is failure at 3 in the morning. I mean, in general I prefer my failures to occur at an obscure time of night: all the better to reinforce their obscurity. But when the thing you’re screwing up is meant to be broadcast to the world anyway, it doesn’t really ...
Liveblogging Top Chef Masters: Screw you, Mizrahi
What the fuck, Bravo? Is your Project Runway knockoff featuring dubious renowned American fashion icon and Destiny’s Child member Kelly Rowland really doing that well in the ratings? We all know the Gunn is coming to Lifetime soon, so give up the ghost. Issac, you know I love you, but I’m pissed that your steaming ...