Summer is almost here, and summer means entertaining; picnics, barbeques, outdoor brunches, drinking champers before noon, you know the drill. During party season, a person can easily become overwhelmed by demands on their culinary imagination.

Luckily, when the invitations rack up and you are sick to death of bringing your “amazing peach cobbler”, Weight Watchers recipe cards from 1974 offer a little technicolor ‘inspiration’.

Check out this recipe for a Chilled Celery Log

You could eat this log. Or you could stick your hand in a rusty kitchen grinder. Yeah, have fun. (CandyBoots)

Yum! And don’t worry there are dozens more where that came from.

I think Rachel Maddow says it all, really.

There is just so much fun to be had with misappropriated phrases.

I’m back Shameless! Had to finish some serious schoolwork, but I am now getting slowly back in gear. However, because that was a long semester full of big words, and big deadlines, I’ll probably just post the occasional funny until my grey matter has had time to rest up a bit.

Let’s start with this awesome video of Portia De Rossi apologizing for her big gay wedding.

That’s right Portia, it’s people like you who force haters to wear silly hats.

When I was a little girl I used to do the weirdest creative things. I remember playing traffic cop with my younger sister on our rural driveway or making our own newspapers with pictures of ourselves dressed up like aliens. It was so fun and free! I know that these activities and acts of creativity happen even now that I’m grown up and it’s fun to see them embedded into the “techno age”. Could you imagine the fun we would’ve had if we had digital cameras to make videos? FUN!

I hate Valentine’s Day, but I *LOVE* unicorns, so any relation between this post and that ridiculous excuse for wearing pink underwear and eating chocolate-fondue from your sweetheart’s hand is entirely accidental.

Anyways, in a spirit of cheesy love, totally un-related to V-Day, check out: Cornify: Unicorns & Rainbows On Demand.

What does it do? Well my dear readers, take a look at Shameless post-cornification:

So many Unicorns… (Cornify + Miriam Verburg)

I know, kinda brings a tear to your eye, doesn’t it? The only thing you can’t do is move the stickers once they are on your site, which is annoying because I really wanted to be able to put the unicorns in a nice little herd. Oh well.

You can always count on LifeSite News to make you laugh:

“This holiday season, Durex(R) wants lovers to really feel the Love,” says the (press) release. “Helping Canadians get in the mood to wrap their packages, Durex and Santa will start celebrating the holidays by handing out Love condoms this Tuesday, December 16, 2008 in downtown Toronto. Giving never felt so good!”

“It’s deeply saddening to me that at one of the most sacred times of the year, Durex would do such a thing,” said Suresh Dominic of Campaign Life Catholic in response to the publicity stunt.

“Santa Claus is simply another name for St. Nicholas, a Catholic bishop and saint from the early Church known for generosity to the poor. He is also a symbol of the beauty and mystery of Christmas, particularly for children. To use the figure of Santa to promote an ideology of casual sex on busy public streets is offensive in the extreme.”

Bush Ducks Shoes Thrown in Iraqi Leader’s Office

President George W. Bush ducked two shoes thrown at him by an unidentified man during a press conference in the Iraqi prime minister’s office to mark the signing of a security agreement.

Bush wasn’t hit by the shoes, which both sailed over his head after they were thrown one after the other. The president shrugged and said “I’m OK” after the incident in Baghdad today. “All I can report is it is a size 10,” Bush said afterwards.

In Arab culture, throwing shoes is a grave show of disrespect. The man shouted an Arabic phrase, which an Iraqi present translated as “This is a farewell kiss, dog.”

Luckily for Bush, a size 10 men’s shoe, while heavier, actually hurts less then a stiletto heel thrown with accuracy. He could have lost an eye, you know.

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