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October 16, 2003

Bobby Flay : The "Easy Bake" Gourmet

I don't know if you can read the book cover in the graphic, but it's an Easy Bake cookbook and, you guessed it, our favorite Chef contributed recipies. The book claims that Bobby Flay was inspired by his Easy Bake to become a Chef. That explains A LOT about his style of cuisine. I would have guessed the food he serves up from HOTG came out of an Easy Bake. It's almost sad, really. And to the Flaynatics (the two of you, who I'm pretty sure are Bobby and some girlfriend of his), I know he has a daughter and they probably do really Easy Bake together. I bet his daughter is a better cook than her dad.

Posted by vixen at 02:59 PM | Comments (5)

October 08, 2003

Woo!!!

We have a new contestant for the "Weenus of the Year" award this year! Woo! He's, again, from Bagism, and he posts about how he has a foot fetish and is looking for an online chick because he nobody IRL wants him, but he claims he's not desperate. He posts to a board that kids read, that isn't sexual in nature, and claims he's not a pervert for advertising that he wants a chick to give him a footjob. When arguing with him, he doesn't have anything good to say and resorts to asking about "mental problems" someone *else* must have because he can't think of anything better to say. He is the perfect candidate for "Weenus of the Year" and could certainly give Derek a run for his money!

Congratulations go out to the lucky loser! *cheers*

*My mistake, my award was originally for "Weenus of the Year" not Idiot. I messed up on my own award *hangs head in shame*

Posted by ladyx at 12:25 PM | Comments (6)

October 02, 2003

Where everybody knows your name . . .

For of those who don't know, I've been spending the last few months of my life in Pharmacy school (and I plan to spend the rest of my life there...let's face it, I'll never graduate {g}. Bard once said I was too negative. Take that Bard!). Anyway, point being, if you're on the edge of your seat waiting for the next episode of Spork This!, back up a little. There's a lot more on the seat for you to use (10 points if you catch that vague reference). Spork This! will be back. I've been working on a few strips. Now, to take the time to sit down and draw them. That was for the one person, other than myself, out there that gets a kick out of Sporky. Now for the rest of you.

As I said, I've been in school. I don't really talk to anyone at school. It's not that I'm a snob or I don't like them or I think they're stupid, I'm social phobic to an extent and I pretty much only speak when spoken to. I've talked to a few people and I know a few people enough but I've never said one word to 90% of my classmates. The odd thing is, people seem to know who I am. We have message board type things at school and I posted something to the wrong one. The next day, 5 or 6 people who I've never spoken to told me that I needed to post it to the other board. This is a big class of 80 people. How do the people I've never spoken to know my name? The other day, some guy called my name out to tell me my assigned spot was next to him. He had no reason to know me.

It's not that I mind people knowing who I am. It's nice to know that they know who I am so when they say "That girl is a freak" they can associate a name to it. It was that way for me in High School too. I never really talked to people but everyone knew me. It's just a bizarre concept to me. How and why do people take the time to learn my name?

I guess it's because, for me, I'm bad with names. I only know the names of the people I talk to or the people who talk a lot (who answer questions or ask questions in class a lot). I would never know anyone like me. I would never just randomly go up to someone I had never talked to and call them by name either. I don't mind that people do it, but it'd make me feel like a stalker.

Anyway, it just kind of feels like Cheers. I wonder if I'm the only one who doesn't know all my classmates by name by now? Or am I just special and people know me? Eh, who cares. It's time for class and they're always glad I came or something similiarly corny.

Posted by vixen at 08:28 AM | Comments (1)