Checking out several of the fashion blogs I read to keep updated today and I am reminded of something very bizarre I read in ‘The Seattle Magazine’ while waiting in a lobby this morning. First I will tell you what reminded me cuz this too I find very odd. Kiss Me Stace’s urgent update on faux fur and that fact that it isn’t so faux. The Human Society did an investigation and tested 25 faux fur articles of clothing to find that 24 of them actually contained dog hair. I find this a bit yucky . . . the last family dog I had (now mind you, she was sweeter than heck and completely adorable) but her fur often smelled of cheese. So . . . I would only hope that someone when buying faux fur could tell the difference of dog smell and polyester smell. Do you ever find yourself putting on your favorite Andrew Marc crop jacket with the fur collar and saying to yourself ‘Gag, I smell of cheese!’ . . . ? Well beware of these kinds of instances . . . if you remember showering but don’t smell as though you did, it might not even be you. It might be that bloody faux fur coat you have. (Not ‘bloody’ literally . . . Cockney slang ‘bloody’) If however you are not wearing your Andrew Marc and you still smell cheddar . . . I can’t help you or even begin to determine what your problem is. I just find it odd and a bit disgusting to, as Kiss Me Stace mentions, be wearing Lassie.

Now to the bizzaro thing that I was reading this morning that got me on the subject of animal talk. Actually it’s that many people are now taking to having pet miniature cows. They are about 3 feet tall and weigh around 200 to 400 lbs, so not exactly a German Shepherd, but not exactly an ornery angus either. These little moo moos are trainable, social, heck I bet you could walk them on a leash at the park if you wanted, but you wont see me doing that. You can’t get me to pick up a cow pie in a baggie at the park. Forget IT! Dog clean up is bad enough. Have you ever seen a cow pie? Exactly . . . Since these little guys are not litterbox trainable (as far as I know) it is necessary to keep them outside. You wont see too many trend setters with small apartments running out to get a mini moo. Not my gig, but if your interested check it out. I think I will go pet Ferris and remember how nice it is to have a small stinkless pet that can sit on my lap.

I am at temp job this week and it is beyond slow so I deicded to take a quiz today to see what my lips said about me.  Clearly you can tell my level of bordem has increased as I have taken up more useless quizzes. 

There were only 6 questions and one was what is my favorite color.  What my favorite color has to do with my lips I have no idea . . . and for that matter I did not pick pink or any other possible lipstick shade as my favorite, but in fact I picked platinum.  So based on the ridiculous questions I was asked keep in mind that this quiz is bunk.  Now serioulsy people,  It’s not like I have an Angelina Jolie pout.  You should have seen my face when I read the first sentance of  my quiz results.  I am in shock!  How dare you call me a whore,  Quizilla!  You biatch!  Here is what it said about me.

You’re a bit of a whore.  You love making out, hot guys, and maybe more.  OR maybe your’e not even a whore, maybe you’re just boy crazy.  Notice the sugary lips though…

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Enjoying my Saturday morning the way God intended today. Which in my mind is sitting in front of the tv in my pajamas with some waffles and a good cartoon. I dug out my PowerPuff girl discs and have been getting my Saturday morning fix with the girls.

In the last hour and 1/2 the girls have now fought off their evil counterparts (bank robbing criminals dressed like the girls, which I might add are full grown men with body hair wearing the PowerPuff dresses . . . hilarious), they have learned that The Professor created MoJo JoJo and MoJo in turn created the girls, and that Bubbles despite her sweet demeanor and innocent ways is ‘hard core’ (in the exact words of Blossom and Buttercup). I also can’t fail to mention this great episode I am now watching where the town of Townsville, at the hands of MoJo JoJo is turned into Dogs and left yelping and panting. While Bubbles is busy scratching the tummy of the recently dogafied Mayor, ‘Puppy!’, she proclaims, MoJo is busy dogafying the entire town, including The Professor (still smoking his pipe) ‘Bow Bow Wow Wow’, in his low monotone voice. ‘Puppy!’ The best the girls can get out of The Professor is his new ability to fetch his pipe. Seems the whole town will soon consider MoJo JoJo their master, and the recently PowerPups must fight MoJo and a team of Dobermans to break the curse that has canined them all. (Notice my creative use of canine as a verb. Heh heh.)

The entertainment that this cartoon provides never ceases to amuse me. Buttercup with her tough girl attitude . . . despite her cuteness towards their temporarily adopted kitty (who turned out to be an evil kitty who hypnotized The Professor and after falling in it’s cat house off a sky scraper was left meowing in a tree top). Blossom with her sarcasm and sweetness while climbing out of bed to pick up the Mayor’s distress call, ‘Yeah right mayor, very funny.’ Back into bed she climbs. Then Bubbles with her blond pigtails. I think she ended up with more sugar than spice. With her voice that reaches ranges only dogs can hear, and her constant sweetness. The 3 are the perfect combination to make for hours of PERFECT Saturday Morning fun. Well and The Professor, The Mayor and MoJo make for pretty entertaining characters as well.

I’m off. Don’t want to miss this. The Professor is in love with a tall, thin, green eyed, pink haired, ‘Good Lady’. Ms. Ima Good Lady. Gotta Run.