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friday favourites 02.02.13

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hola readers! i'm a day late on the friday favourites owing to the fact that i dedicated yesterday's post to the amazing story of elton, the adorable pit bull who was adopted by a cousin in the family i'm marrying. happy to say that there is more happy elton-related news kicking off this week's favourites :

hear the story as told by elton's adoptive mom from their local news.

read what his previous owners have to say for themselves. spoiler alert: their actual answer makes them sound dumber than getting upset that the dog was gay. hey darius, here's a word of advice- the reason that breeds like the pit bull have a bad reputation is because of douche-nozzle owners like you, who want to train them to be aggressive guard dogs and who get upset when they don't fight. go back to worshipping michael vick and stay away from animals until you're ready to learn a little about them. [fyi, douche-nozzle, i won't be a complete bitch and actually link your facebook account, but i will tell you that you might want to take down the friggin' picture you have of the dog you abandoned. he was "your buddy" and two and a half months later, he's your discarded trash? nice.]

if you'd like to show some support for elton and for animal rescue, you can check out his facebook page, or make a donation via paypal to help pay for his veterinary bills [although sadly not for fabulous stage outfits] and to support the effort to rescue abandoned animals in the jackson tennessee area.

and now...

good news :: things i can't make up from around the internet

applebee's presents "how to fail at social media". it's like a modern-day remake of the simpson's episode where moe the bartender tries to open a family restaurant. except real. and really stupid.

when it comes to cosmetics, do you think cruelty-free is the way to be? the european union agrees with you.

wayne lapierre appears before congress to refute the post-columbine arguments of the man who said that gun sales should always require a background check- wayne lapierre.

how low are the standards at canada's self-described "newspaper of record"? low enough that in the late eighties, this was their reaction to the first member of canada's parliament to come out:

smack in the heart of righteous B.C., traipses Justice Minister Svend Robinson, hand in hand with his male lover. The totem poles would droop in embarrassment. Is Canada ready for this? He is flaunting his sexuality in a crusade to promote gay rights [source]

and how far have they progressed since their hateful, bullying heyday? well, they're no longer just picking on gays and lesbians

quote of the week


"we wish this situation hadn't happened"
- applebee's first status update concerning the firing of an employee for posting an implied criticism of a customer on facebook.

musical notes

it's possible that while i'm writing this blog post, my bloody valentine will release a new album. it's also possible that earth will be invaded by gods made of stars from another dimension. 

the thing is, band leader kevin shields has been teasing the album's release for a little while now, playing new material live and responding to a fan's obvious question about when the new album would be released with a taciturn "two or three days". ok, we all kinda thought kevin was having us on, but today, he followed up by saying that the album should be up within a few hours

EDIT: literally as i was typing that, the album went live. either it's called "service unavailable" or the web site went down within ten seconds. 

here's the song that got leaked...



follow-up and shameless self-promotion

i think it should clarify that, in the post where i mentioned overhearing a conversation [and accidentally typing it] while feeling migrainous at work, i was listening to parents talking about difficulties they'd had with their children. i was not implying that my coworkers pee the bed. i'm pretty sure they don't.  

thanks to everyone who weighed in on the great hair debate. surprisingly, when i first went dark a few years ago, the majority were a little nonplussed. this time... let no one tell you that it's impossible to get a diverse group of people to agree on something, because we had a unanimous decision, which just happened to echo my own inclinations. 


taa-daa!!!!! [please ignore the laundry hanging behind me]


don't forget that this week we're back on at le cagibi with "the caustic lounge" on wednesday. it's our "valentine's day special", which usually involves us playing a lot of music about anger and bitterness. come join in!

kitteh of the week

gotta love those big blue siamese eyes...



this week's image is a chameleon. a friend of mine compared me to one of these lovely lizards this week when talking about my rotating hair colours, which is sort of interesting, because i've always been fascinated by them above all other lizards. the photo is by igor siwanowicz and i found it by accident, but i've long been entranced by his pictures of insects. 

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