Joe the Union Square Vegetable Peeler Dude Passes Away at 75

You cannot imagine how sad this makes me. Loss of an icon :(

Sour Grapes- Buddahead

I have never been so proud of my husband as I am right now. He made this.

Sarah Palin on Facebook!

VOTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Letterman's Top Ten Things Overheard at Palin's Debate Camp

10. "Let's practice your bewildered silence."

9. "Can you try saying 'yes' instead of 'you betcha'?"

8. "Hey, I can see Mexico from here!"

7. "Maybe we'll get lucky and there won't be any questions about Iraq, taxes or healthcare."

6. "We're screwed!"

5. "Can I just use that lipstick-pit bull thing again?"

4. "We have to wrap it up for the day -- McCain eats dinner at 4:30."

3. "Can we get Congress to bail us out of this debate?"

2. "John Edwards wants to know if you'd like some private tutoring in his van."

1. "Any way we can just get Tina Fey to do it?"

Viva La Stewart!

Why I love black turtle necks...

Condensed love for my homeboy Steve.....

Have you registered to vote douchey?

Ok, yes, I am the douchey in question... I have been in a state of political apathy for the last 2 elections, feeling that being that there was no good choice from either party- I just stayed home and ate a pizzone instead of voting. Perhaps it's my recent addiction to John Adams or perhaps it's because I am seeing hope for this country for the first time in Barrack Obama- but today I registered to vote. It's not just apathy I have been feeling over the years, but it's also this feeling of shame and embarrassment of the general population of this country. Where and what is American Culture? Las Vegas? The disney land version of travel for adults- hey why go to Paris to see the Eiffel Tower when you can see it in Vegas and then go blow money you don't have in a casino while wearing a fanny pack you bought at Walmart for a nickel, then go to neon McChurch the next day and pray for forgiveness. I had officially had the ick with this country. When traveling with my husband out of the country I gladly accepted the assumption from the European community that I was either Spanish, Italian (which I am) or Canadian. I'm sorry to say it, but I was ashamed and I am ashamed that I was ashamed. Jigga what? Yeah, I know.

My grandfather came over to this country from Sicily with great hardship, a story a lot of American's share about their families... but less and less from the creamy center of this country. And even in my own family those scenes that could be pulled straight from the Godfather are happening less and less, and it makes me sad. I digress. My point is, I am feeling the hope of patriotism again and it feels good. If you haven't registered vote, it's super easy... go to www.rockthevote.com and DO IT!!!!