1. Since Bryan Adams left me, my next obsession has knocked on my door, kicked it down with guns blazing when I didn’t answer fast enough, and currently holds me hostage with a cowboy boot to my neck… but I’m totally okay with it.
Meet Blake Shelton, if you haven’t already. Not THIS Blake Shelton from back when he looked like a scary cowboy on meth. THIS Blake Shelton, he of the cropped hair, smooth country love songs, and powerful voice. I love all six feet five inches of his honky tonk hotness and he’s in HEAVY rotation on my mp3 player. Also, his song The More I Drink is Julie Gong’s anthem.
2. For some reason, the minature trolls that operate my seatbelt-locking mechanism are really being overly cautious lately. Locking up at the slightest of braking actions, all, “OMG! PittGirl is pulling into a toll booth ticket plaza. OMG! Lock lock lock! I can’t handle this. We’re all going to die. HAS ANYONE SEEN MY INHALER?!”
Chill out, seatbelt locking mechanism trolls. I’d hate to have to take your miserable asses to the shop for some poking and prodding with pointy electrical things.
3. Well, I came in twenty-fifth place in that stupid-ass Sportsocracy March Madness shit. (If I had placed in the top ten, then that would have read, “Most Excellent Sportsocracy March Madness awesomeness!”) Even Woy beat me. WTF?
I’m currently debating how Shiny Quarter will meet its hellish, deserved fate. Rest assured it will involve pain and possibly pigeons, and definitely posted pictures.
That was some very brilliant, unintentional alliteration there. Yay, me!
4. Detroit Free Press has an article about how Detroit can learn from The Burgh. Best line:
And in what might be the biggest sign of change, the University of Pittsburgh Medical Center, the city’s largest employer, is preparing to move its headquarters to the prominent U.S. Steel Tower this spring.
Yes! It’s not our new stadiums, the fact that we’re digging under the rivers for a giant, unneeded tunnel. It’s not that we’re getting a new arena or all of the downtown housing that’s being built. No, the biggest sign of the Burgh’s change is that King Frickin’ Kong is leasing five floors of a 64-floor building.
The NEXT best part:
More than anything else, Pittsburghers’ devotion to their city seems to have kept it from becoming a wasteland. Those who didn’t leave town when the mills closed have formed an emotional attachment to the area on par with the fierce loyalty exhibited by Pittsburgh Steelers fans across the nation.
“People love this city like no other city in the world,” said Michael Madison, a University of Pittsburgh law professor who writes Pittsblog, a blog about the area.
So much word to that.
5. If you’re a Queer as Folk fan or a Hillary fan, then you’ll be interested in this event with some of the cast here in the Burgh.
6. Don’t ever let anyone tell you that the Trib isn’t a cutting-edge, modern, hip publication willing to show some HAWT LESBIAN ACTION!
Made ya click! But seriously, she’s totally touching that lady’s boob.
(h/t The Mysterious M)
7. Reader Carrie sent this snapshot of a photo she took in Greece:
We all know who The Virgin of the Burgh is.