1. Is there anything more satisfying than getting out of the way of the jagoff who has been riding your tail in the left lane despite the fact that you’re going ten miles over the posted speed limit, only to find him waiting for you at a red light up ahead? And then to have him go squealing off in a rush as soon as it turns green, only to find him waiting for you once again at the next red light?
Sometimes, Karma just works.
2. This is the best chart of adjectives ever created in the history of time and I have learned a new word.
Spelling bee moderator: “Peristeronic.”
Speller: “Peristeronic. Could you define it?”
Moderator: “Peristeronic: of or pertaining to pigeons.”
Speller: “Peristeronic. Could you use it in a sentence?”
Moderator: “These disease-riddled cloaca are peristeronic as shit.”
Best word ever.
(h/t to all that sent it including Mike, Carly, and Luann)
3. Speaking of spelling bees, one of my most favorite Psych moments is when Gus and Shawn hijack the spelling-bee competition and have to give the kids words to spell and Shawn was all, “Bah-na-na.”
4. This summer, I got an email from reader Nicole who told me her husband’s little cousin was admitted to Children’s Hospital with a cancer diagnosis, so I of course put Genre’s mother in touch with the family. I got this email from Nicole a week or so ago and wanted to share it with you:
I’m the one who emailed you awhile ago about my husband’s little cousin who has cancer, and you kindly introduced me via email to Genre’s family (who has met my little cousin-in-law’s family! :) ) …
anyway, last night, Troy Polamalu visited Brett in the hospital!! apparently Troy’s wife just had their second baby and was still in the hospital as of Friday night. So when Troy left the hospital that his own wife was in, he went to Children’s Hospital to visit sick kids. Apparently Brett was sleeping when he first went into the room, so he said he would go visit some other kids and then come back. He then did come back, hanging out with Brett on his bed and chatting with him, Brett’s mom and sister.
Now, I’m sure Troy has PLENTY of other things to do considering he was leaving today with the team to head to TN to play football tomorrow and has a family of his own at home, but instead, he spent his Friday night at Children’s Hospital visiting the sick kids on the day before he leaves town for his JOB.
Troy is awesome. Also? I’m told Troy does this almost weekly. I was also told a story of Troy walking the halls of Children’s Hospital with a sick child, and both of them were armed with Nerf guns.
This world is so shitty sometimes, I cannot embrace the light in it hard enough.
5. Whippersnappers won’t get most of them, but I got just about all of them, because about fifteen years ago I stopped being a whippersnapper and started being a curmudgeon. 101 T-shirts to Help you Relive the 80s, several of them coming from 80stees.com, a local Burgh company.
(h/t Libby who said number 54 was her favorite and it is laugh out loud inappropriate)
6. Traveling Terrible Towel, a great site of Terrible Towel photos from around the world. Check it out!
7. Jim Shearer, who is in strong contention to be my next imaginary self-united husband should I feel the need to divorce any of my current ones (I can handle four; five would make me kill people), gives us a sneak peak into what Yinz Luv ‘Da Bucs would be like if he ever produced it. Check it out in this edition of Yinz Luv ‘Da Stillers:
8. Don’t forget this Friday night is the one year anniversary of Las Velas and that means real mariachis playing during dinner from 6 to 9 p.m. Always a fun time hearing them.
9. If you haven’t yet bought your ticket to the ScareHouse for October 5’s charity night benefiting Make Room for Kids and Christmas Crazy for Kids, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE buy it from my site or by using the “DRESS” promo code to buy regular tickets for that night.
I have asked some people who have already gone through it and they are not very comforting to me with their “you are so screwed”s and their “I’ll pray for you”s. I am seriously getting scared. I’m coming up with ways to cope and a lot of them involve alcohol and the turning off of my hearing aids and the blinding of myself with a pigeon beak.
That’s peristeronic as shit.
10. Speaking of Make Room for Kids, the first delivery of awesomeness has arrived to be unpacked and sent over to the kids in the transplant floor.
Two more big deliveries to go.
UPDATE! iPads just arrived!