Desk Jobs:

On top of making asses in America fat, they also provide plenty of time for listening to podcasts. Here are some that make my work day bearable.

1) Savage Love Cast

Sex-columnist (and sexologist) Dan Savage answers phone calls about people's relationship questions. This podcast is awesome because Dan Savage is refreshingly unapologetic and he tells the truth. People ask every kind of question and Dan answers and is amazingly non-judgmental, but he wants people to he honest and to treat others like people. Kinsey would have been amazed in the sexual variation people would just amaze him.

One of my favorite podcasts explored the topics of fags and their hags and how the relationship is emotional and erotic but not sexual. The best part is that Savage can address 'intellectual/ivory tower/college-y' topics while being completely accessible. Also, dude has a killer blog.

If you're like, sensitive to honest frank talk about sex, don't listen to this podcast. Don't listen to this in the car with your grandma. Also, if you're easily offended or hate the word 'fag' then leave this one alone.

But if you're awesome, give it a listen. If there's something you want to know, chances are someone else has asked your question.

Coming Attractions:

More podcasts I love

Review of the Twilight Series (you'll never guess what I think about these books!)

M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E

Recently, my brain was taken over by the below:

Are multiple occurrences of 'The Mouse' called Mickey Mouses, Mickeys Mouse, Mickey Mice...or what?

Julie's vote is Mickeys Mouse, like Sisters in Law.

Mine is Mickey Mouses.

My Sister's Keeper by Jodi Picoult

WARNING: I'm definitely about to spoil this book by giving away the ending. If you're going to read it and don't care to know the ending...read something else.

This is a sad sad story about a family with three kids; one has lukemia, one's a delinquent and the last one they had for spare parts for the sick one.

The book is about what happens when the spare parts kid doesn't want to be spare parts and sues her parents. There's a love story on the side, it involves an epileptic lawyer and his high school sweetheart.

The twist is the parts kid didn't mind being parts. Her sick sister puts her up to it because she's sick of being....sick.

Spare Parts wins her law suit and wins the right to determine if her sister can keep getting her white bloodcells, organs, etc. THEN on the way to the hospital to donate the liver without which her sister cannot live, she is killed in a car crash.

Her sister gets the parts and lives and is in remission.

WHAT A COP OUT.

Modern fiction is just like the work world....everyone is always copping out on something. Nobody wants to responsible for anything, which for a writer is really lame-city. I don't like living in a culture of non-responsibility, because I WANT to be responsible for something.

Anyway, I'm sure Oprah liked the book; I thought it was entertaining and well-written. Even thought-provoking and downright enjoyable in the middle...but the ending? Give me breaks.

Wedding-Inspired Haiku

Drunk girl in spike heels;

Teetring, clomps while shouting

Her deepest secrets.

BOOK REVIEW!

John Connolly's Book of Lost Things is a wistfully-written coming of age fairy tale set in World War II London and its surrounding countryside.

The plot line goes like this; David's Mum loves books, she's sick, she dies. David gets sad. He and Mum used to share book time, but when she dies his books start talking to him and he starts seeing shit that, strictly speaking, isn't there.

Also, David has a Dad, who manages to stay among the living and sends his son to therapy. He reads newspapers and is real serious. When Mum dies, Dad starts making time with Rose. One thing leads to another, and Dad and Rose have a baby and move into Rose's country estate. No love is lost between David and Rose

David's books start getting loud and he starts seeing things for serious and one night his dreams and whispers lead him to the mysterious sunken garden behind their house and David enters a magical fairy-tale land like the ones he's read frantically about. Adventure begins.

Despite my crankiness about this book, I liked the beginning a great deal and thought it was going to be a great read. In the beginning, it seems like readers are going to be given a unique way to look at a child breaking with reality. The first ten chapters honestly read like a really intriguing way to look at mental illness and compulsion; David's books talk to him and he has rituals that he has to follow to move through his day. But it turns out not to be that.

The book is a fairy tale, plain and simple. It skirts the issues and dares to be unremarkable. It is not discreet, there are several points where David (our protagonist) is described as less boy than man, or something very much like that, to indicate that his ass is grown.

The ending to this book feels like Connolly got tired of the story and quit. Or was facing a deadline. It's a short read, too. It's a bogus move to fill the end of your book with other people's fairy tales.

This book is perfectly nice; the fairy tale is good, and I LOVE WWII-era fiction...especially that fiction about nice English Kids living in the countryside during the war to escape bombing, and getting involved in fantastical adventure, but please don't try to occupy the same genre as The Chronicles of Narnia if you don't bring your 'A' Game.

Apparently, this book is being made into a movie sometime in 2009 or 2010. I think it will be WAY more convincing there.

Attention Recessionistas!

Times are hard, jobs are scarce, money is tight, I just graduated, being an adult sucks. Recessions are awful and make everyone feel bad…that is, unless you like a challenge. Everyone’s trying to cut back, save up but who wants to sit at home for the entire recession? Below and *hopefully* in the future will be sweet ways to spend that cash that ass spends all week getting. I’m going to include stuff to do, places to go, clothes to wear, services,

All entries must specify if they are;

Single or multi-use

Be categorized

List cost, including tax

Blogs are the soapbox of the technology age

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Okay, let me admit to something right off the bat; I'm that smug prick but don't have a gigantic sign. I have a blog.

Blogs are the soapbox of the technology age; so here it is READ BOOKS. it really doesn't matter what kind of books you want to read, just pick up those weird rectangle things or buy a kindle and put words in your brain. I'd reccomend the Golden Compass trilogy and I'm partial to Science Fiction and Mystery. You don't have to read the classics, hell but try to read at least young adult fiction (another of my favorite genres)

If you have a spare month or two of your life, then definitely read Atlas Shrugged. I'm reading it now.Or you can buy it on iTunes and listen to it at work for a week. It's a classic piece of literature and well worth the time it takes to read. The characters are well-developed and compelling, it's a novel about how to be a human.

I think that this historical moment makes the book read differently. The book is causing some reflection for me, making me wonder what the human being has a right to claim (in terms of shelter, health care, an education, shelter, etc) and what people should have to work for. Rand convincingly makes the point that what is rewarded without work has no value and that distributing for the masses creates a system where mediocrity reigns and accountability is like a scarlet letter.

I have ideological questions; what can we claim as a Right? What are we owed? Where does a sense of entitlement come from in white, middle-class twenty-somethings? Could this thinking be advantageous or will we always be too lazy to get anything accomplished?

It's this kind of thing that makes it difficult for me to interact socially with people who really like American Idol.

This Blog is About Things I've Noticed

NOBODY knows how to use apostrophes.

This is exactly what I'm talking about. Below, if you can use English above the third grade level, just move on and read a more interesting blog.

My boss is always writing e-mails about employee's and there is a sign on the way to work advertising for Panini's. People who do this are idiots. Bad grammar signals to me that you are an incompetent, poor in the sack, have halitosis and vote republican. Furthermore, it signals that you are not to be trusted to do even the simplest task.

How is it baffling when something is possessive/plural? Plural is just more than one. Possessive is if the subject owns the work following it.

Try to think of some examples from your life. I came up with:

"Magdelena's work world is a cornicopia of grays."

Here work world belongs to Magdelena and grays indicates that there is more than one shade of that particular color.

I believe that most second graders should know this, yet when I go to work I find myself surrounded by moron's.

Guide to good use of apostrophe's