"C'MON, SUPER-SEXY!"

Oh, by the way, I apparently forgot that this blog is now apparently three years old, plus a month. It's somewhat mindboggling, considering how little I have actually said. But it's an anniversary nonetheless, so I give you the gift of Japanese synth-pop:

Takashi Fujii: "OH MY JULIET!"

Who the hell knows what he's saying: it's got a good beat, and you can dance to it! Here's the video:

I kinda love this song: it's my most played song on iTunes. Well, after New York Dolls' "Dance Like A Monkey". And here's the video for that:

Isn't that a thing of beauty? David Johansen's lyrics are intelligent and irreverent. I love it!

I kinda love this song, too:

Enjoy!

When Hags Reproduce...

As you all know, I am not one to normally encourage breeding, but this deserves some comment: Julie and Mike (although Julie did most of the work, naturally -- or with the aid of medication, I have no idea) delivered their first baby last Friday. From the mass e-mail notification:

He was about three weeks early but very healthy and he wasn't considered premature. [Disgusting biological details omitted for you protection]... so we rushed to the hospital and came home two days later with little [name withheld to protect the "innocent"]. He's 19 inches and 5 pounds 11 ounces so he's a little guy with long legs and arms. If he's anything like his daddy he'll probably be taller than me by the time he's 12 years old!

I think I know what Baby is going to get for his first birthday!!

(In addition to getting him the obligatory copy of Everybody Poops.)

Unfathomable Depths of Adorability

I've recently been reading the stories of H.P. Lovecraft when I haven't been reading about teaching pronunciation to speakers of other languages. (Did you know that North American English has fourteen [or, depending on what you decide to count, fifteen] stressed vowel phonemes, where many other languages [including most Romance languages] have only five to eight? This, then is what makes my job so difficult!) Anyways, I was very intrigued when I saw this on BoingBoing:That's right, a plush Neconomicon for the little one in your life! (Or for me!)

The only way this could be cuter and more sinister is if it were my Hello Kitty tarot cards.

Many people don't know this, but Necronomicon author "The Mad Arab" Abdul Alhazred was also responsible for writing and illustrating Everybody Poops. True story!