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Fun10 Apr 2012 04:26 pm
Thanks to “Seinfeld,” there’s Festivus for the rest of us around Christmas, but what escape does a gal have from the stench of hard-boiled Easter eggs and the temptation of entire mammals carved out of chocolate, a cruel few weeks before swimsuit season starts?
Preaster, that’s what.
Pre-Easter Holi, or Preaster if you want to sound in the know, is a make-believe holiday that I celebrate with my Hindu friends before, after or in the general vicinity of Easter and the Hindu holiday of Holi.
Instead of the Festivus Feats of Strength, Preaster brings the Altering of Board Games. Hungry, Hungry Hippos is bedazzled, bestickered and mutilated. Twister is rewritten, using body parts like “solar plexus” and “sacrum” instead of the predictable “left foot.” Terrible, terrible things happen to Candyland and Jenga.
Instead of the Airing of Grievances, Preaster brings the Airing of Contradictions. Cristal champagne is sinfully consumed from cheap plastic cups and chased with PBR and (vegetarian) corndogs. Formal gowns with above-the-elbow gloves are worn to the diviest bar you can find (hint: Longmont) (duh), where the altered games are publicly played.
It’s an awful fake holiday, really. Very disgusting.
Is it a mockery of how society blindly follows traditions, such as hiding pink eggs in a field, with no understanding of the historical or religious symbolism? Oh, no. Preaster’s traditions have zero significance and were created via a few random text messages one day while I was unloading the dishwasher.
I am now hungover from corndogs (a sentence I wish I never had to say), and trying to recover from the experience of putting my solar plexus on blue, while keeping my latisimus dorsi on red.
I hope you all had a jolly Easter, Holi, generic Sunday or Preaster for the, er, beast of us.
Formal gowns at a dive bar and This Game, which we incidentally did not need to alter at all.
Formal gowns at a dive bar and This Game, which we incidentally did not need to alter at all.

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Fun06 Apr 2012 02:22 pm

Happy Easter, or to the easily offended among us, happy totally generic weekend.
I come bearing awesome.

First, the news:

We have finally hired a features editor (Dave Burdick, yes, again, he was editor a few years ago, and he’s the best of the best). This means I will be able to write more again. When I found this out, I wept one single dramatic tear of joy.  I assume you are weeping now, as well. Get a hold of yourself.

Second, here are some pictures of horrified children at the recent Rock Creek Easter egg hunt. Photos by one of my favorite local photogs and the ever entertaining Darcy Sherman.
Have a JOYFUL Easter.

  

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Fun03 Jan 2011 05:41 pm

A lot of things.

If 50 percent of the folks will tolerate you, then I consider that success. Nothing ever worth doing is done for popularity.

Here is something I just ran across that I thought I should post here to boost my PR. Because if I don’t do it, God knows no one else will.

Every Friday I read Aimee Heckle’s column in the Camera. She writes about fashion. One look at me and you’d wonder why I would read such a column. Here’s why: I love her writing. It is said (I can’t remember by whom) that any content is interesting when written by a good writer. I offer her blog link. Give her a read: http://boulderandthebeautiful.com/

Thanks VernaWilder.typepad.com, a woman who “gave up a Cube job for the limitless chaos and promising instability of the writing life.”

Promising instability? Oh Verna, it’s not promising. It’s guaranteed! Trust me. I just tried to pay bills. This process used to be depressing, but at some point, desperation must morph into hilarity — for survival.  So I laugh and eat Spaghetti Oh’s until payday. (Except for tonight, which is special: Spaghetti Oh’s with meat hunks.)

Fun07 Dec 2010 03:43 pm
Dear friends at the Transportation Security Administration,
I’m proud to be an American, where at least I know I’m free!
(And, yes, TSA, now that freedom also means that you are free to move about our pants). Many people are groaning about the gropings. I’d prefer to call them freedom pats. And, I have a solution to subside some of the complaints.
My friend was patted down by a big furry fellow the other day. I’m sure it wasn’t pleasant for anybody involved.
So, we the undersigned, suggest you hire good-looking women to do said freedom pats and put them in Legs Avenue security uniforms. *(Think: College girls at Halloween).
Amid the recession, this could help some get off the pole, so to say.
I am okay with the second-base tactics that you use to make sure we fly safely. I’m not a fan of extra radiation, though, given that we haven’t vetted the process long enough to know whether the added exposure could cause harm to our bodies, and to the security workers.
Sincerely, (And patriotic drumrolls),
Brittany

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Fun04 Jan 2010 02:39 pm

I am writing about the cost of clutter for Sunday’s Daily Camera, in honor of Get Organized month.
Here are a few gorgeous inspirations to help keep your clutter in check.

butterfly
Butterfly jewelry holder, $70, www.etsy.com/shop/sarahlizzytish

hook
Double flower hook, $16, Urban Outfitters.

bird Birdcage wire jewelry holder, $28, Urban Outfitters

frane Jewelry frame, $38, Urban Outfitters.
dresser

Brigitta dresser, $798, Anthropologie.

jars

Magnetic bathroom jars, $28, www.etsy.com/shop/GneissSpice

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Fun29 Dec 2009 01:36 pm

I’ve seen a lot of tattoos. Nothing surprises me anymore.
Except these. Here are some tattoo ideas I found at www.fuckyeahtattoos.tumblr.com (sorry about the name) that I have never seen before.

1. Lamp post.

tattoo

2. tattoo2Bowl of oranges.

3. tattoo3Jelly fish.

4. tattoo4Buttons.

5. tattoo5Wish bone.

6. tattoo squidSquid sleeve.

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Fun18 Dec 2009 02:05 pm

I hate writing “LOL” because 99 percent of the time, I’m not actually laughing out loud, but just wanting to inject some sort of lighthearted emotion into an electronic communication.

However, when I saw these cat ornaments, I straight-up Pillsbury Doughboyed.

cat
$6.75
www.etsy.com/shop/oldworldprimitives

I think they’re so funny to me because the first one’s body actually looks like my poodle’s body.

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Fun16 Dec 2009 12:37 pm
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Looking for a creative, easy and inexpensive way to decorate your house? Forget wallpaper. Check out these awesome wall graphics.

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Fun10 Dec 2009 01:14 pm

I wrote a fashion column last week about gag gifts and “creative gifts so amazing they can end family quarrels.”

No gag gifts this year. Grandma’s orders. The mass e-mail threw me off guard. The Heckel family has a long-standing tradition of Christmas gags — the supreme of which was always saved for the extended-family brown bag exchange.

A “vintage” 3-foot-tall Sammy Winder Broncos lamp. A pet coconut (similar to a pet rock but bigger and more annoying to store). Former state Sen. Stan Matsunaka’s face glued to a can of tomatoes.

Why tomatoes? Why not? The specifics of the gags remained a mystery. But one thing was for sure: We took pictures of them. We laughed until we cried. We regifted them. And we remembered them.

Read the rest here:  www.dailycamera.com/archivesearch/ci_13916860?IADID=Search-www.dailycamera.com-www.dailycamera.com

Ah yes. The crappy gifts that totally rock in their badness. Check out this Web site and vote on the worst gifts ever: www.lottay.com/worstgiftever.

Here are some  highlights, to uninspire you this holiday season:
ugly-doll-gift

Scary. Terrifying.

perfume-biggest-damn-necklace

It’s perfume on the biggest damn necklace you’ve ever seen.

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Fun09 Dec 2009 02:42 pm

Few things tickle me more than bad art.
That’s why I enjoy Judah Friedlander, that funny hairy dude from “30 Rock” who urinates in jars and keeps them in his office. He also collects bad art.

Here are a few highlights from Judah Friedlander’s bad art gallery (http://judahfriedlander.com/gallery.htm):

2-senior

You can’t tell if this guy is a serial killer or the high school star quarterback. Or both.

11-outdoorgallery


An artist selling his art. The true artist doesn’t need to go to some fancy, pretentious art gallery. Just pile your sculptures of feline animals into your car, and put them on display. I respect anyone who sells art outdoors at night in a tiny parking lot. And I respect the person who buys art there too. Outdoor art galleries should be more popular.

If you want to laugh extremely hard:
http://judahfriedlander.com/videos/fallon2.htm
http://judahfriedlander.com/videos/fallon1.htm

Did you know there is is not one, not two, but MULTIPLE actual museums of bad art?

From the Museum of Bad Art (www.museumofbadart.org):
dog

A remarkable fusion of ski resort and wolf puppy — stoical in his yellow-eyed silence, frozen beneath the ice-capped peak, Dog eloquently challenges the viewer to re-examine old concepts of landscape.

heather

Larger than life, she purrs with her big bedroom eyes open wide in anticipation, “Hello boys.” Bianka knew, the more hair the better.

From the Official Bad Art Museum of Art (OBAMA) (www.officialbadartmuseumofart.com):
country-bumkins1

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