Pajiba

I demand to know why there is not a photo of the Clooney. WHY?

Vermillion's comment, responding to quotes edition:

I am actually contractually obligated by the powers that be to link to any and all posts with photos of Gillian Anderson.

Same goes for photos and/or interviews with Kristen Bell

That is a wonderful clause that should be put in any contact ever written. Thank you, oh grand and wise Pajiban overlords.

Now that that's done, back to the ooogling!!!!

This is the first time I've ever actually seen a J. Peterman catalog

Those actually exist? I thought they were made up!

And why, exactly, is Ms. Sarah Larson a "bitch"? What heinous thing has she done? What has she done in general, other than dating a questionably heterosexual heartthrob?

I think that is about it. Oh, wait, she bragged about it too. And I think she ate a scorpion, and some folks are pissed at that. That is about all I could figure out about it.

She stole my name, ate a scorpion on TV for money, spent several years as a paid, drunken, half-naked partier to promote liquor and clubs, and then swanned about playing Little Pretty Princess despite a long sordid history of acting like a golddigging famewhore. She's dumb as a medically sedated Simpson sister and she refuses to go away.

...I might be a little biased. Because of the name stealing.

Listen, there's nothing wrong with being paid to party. It's great work if you can find it, and I'm not judging her for that. I'm not even necessarily judging her for being a famewhore, because whatever, the world is full of famewhores and she is just one more among legions. What pisses me off is her duplicitous, superior attitude. And the golddigging. And the rampant idiocy. Plus, bitch runs around doing all of that with my name.

In other news, I've never eaten a Moon Pie. I suspect I may not believe in them.

wow, kristen bell is a hockey / red wings fan? between her and wil wheaton, i'm not sure who to love more...

When I moved last summer, I discovered that the people who lived there before me must have shopped exclusively from catalogs. I received at least 2 per day, for the first month I lived there, many of which I had never heard of or seen before, including the J. Peterman Catalog, which I too thought was a thing of myth. It was awesome, though I couldn't find the urban sombrero or rogue's wallet.

Sarina, I'm glad your ordeal is over, at least your name isn't Heidi Montag.

What, not into skin tone beards?

serena, I feel the same contempt for that Sarah Larson (not our sarina) that I feel for any pretty girl who has obviously decided that all she has to do in life is be pretty. As a reasonably pretty girl, it makes the rest of us who actually want to accomplish things based on our merit and intelligence look bad.

Although, tell you what, I would not eat a live scorpion on television so kudos to her for that.

"schadengasmic"?! Jeremy, I am so using that from now on!

Wait... so our Sarina isn't that Sarah Larson?

Well, I confess, that is news to me. Here I thought Pajiba was getting some attention from an actual (albeit crappy) celebrity.

Wait... so our Sarina isn't that Sarah Larson?

Well, I confess, that is news to me.

You are so full of shit I'm surprised it doesn't ooze out your pores.

Now quit holding out on us - how are your parents? Have you and Mrs. TK taken them on any fun field trips, or are you just hanging out at home and enjoying having them here?

Someone explain to the poor ignorant Brit what a moon pie is? Please?

Nobody even semi-famous shares my name, even now that I've changed it to The Most Irish Name Ever(tm). I think I'm quite happy about this fact.

It's a sort of snack cake, with two soft four-inch cookies sandwiched around a marshmallowy center, all encased in icing.

Oh my godtopus: WANT. I'm always searching for something that can best my sweet tooth and maybe this could come close?

Why don't we get this insane snack stuff? The best we can do is twiglets.

Melody if you like Toblerones I should dig out my mother's toblerone icecream recipie and send it to you - it requires nothing more than an icecream tub and a freezer to make it (icecream makers? What?) and contains vast quantities of the aforementioned chocolate bar, honey and brandy. Oh yes. Alcoholic toblerone icecream.

Just to show my dedication to the cause (and clockwatching as it's 4pm on a Friday) I actually phoned my mother and asked her to find me the recipie this weekend. She took great pains to point out that it was sherry in the icecream not brandy because it tastes better with the honey.

I will post the recipie on my blog just as soon as I get it - I feel this is something to be shared with the world.

I have also eaten a scorpion but it was soaked in vodka so I'm not sure if it counts...

I don't have the added bonus of an Irish middle name (or first name mine are sadly incredibly English, just like the rest of me) but I am also of the O'Irishname persuasion - an O'Brien to be precise.

Alex, I keep forgetting to mention this to you, but I may have a contender to your "most Irish name ever" throne. Or at least a male counterpart.

My religion/social studies/"family life" teacher in 7th grade (while I was in Catholic school) was a spry, wiry thin, tall, 22 year old straight out of Jesuit college with the name of William Patrick Cannon... the third.

He was like a walking piece of satire, only he was absolutely real. As was the fact that he was the oldest of 6.

Paddy, after losing my passport in Barcelona and getting it back at the last minute to make my way to Ireland before my flight to the states, I wasn't taking ANY chances on the way home. I brought back a bottle of Bushmills and Butler's candies (chocolate truffles and Irish cream fudge). I tried Cashel blue while I was there, and it was nice but definitely one of the stronger blue cheeses I've tasted.

But you're probably right about that flight attendant. Bitch.