Poppy Cedes

"Bad Poppy!"

Hi there! Thanks for stopping by. I'm Poppy Cede. I eat some form of cheese almost every day. My kitties are my kids. The real me is sprinkled throughout my blog, like a yummy sugar coating. Oh, and you ROCK. ;)

Want to know more about me?
View my profile.

Want to know more about my addiction to cats and cheese?
View the CheezyCatz blog.

Want to see who I'm lusting after today?
Visit The Daily Crush.

Want to be my friend?
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Want to view more of my photos?
Visit my flickr space.

In memory of Puppy Monster

Party people in the house!

If I were to join a church I would join this one:

Monday, July 02, 2007

quickie

TV: You won't believe what pirates will do.
Poppy: I BELIEVE WHAT PIRATES WILL DO. PIRATES ARE BAAAA-YAD.
Hay: *laughs*

Labels: conversation

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Monday, July 02, 2007 | 0 comments

Open letter to perhaps my supervisor

Ya know, when I said I was going to take a PHP class a few years back and you told me not to I'm guessing that was a mistake because here we are again needing me to know PHP for the (I dunno, millionth?) time and I don't know it.

Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh.
Sigh.

(No, I am not trying to get anyone to help me, I am just venting.)

Labels: annoyances

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Monday, July 02, 2007 | 3 comments

Note to self

Watch the porn videos Avi shares with the world when you're at home. Don't leave them open and then forget about them and stumble onto them while you're at your desk trying to get work done.

(It's the one you gave to BPR because she wanted to see a chick with a dick.)

You'd think I would have learned from the last time I was in a similar predicament, but I didn't.

Labels: avi, FYI, talking to myself

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Monday, July 02, 2007 | 2 comments

pace yourself, little man!

Monday is going by too quickly.

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Take the gator bait

Mr. Fab is single-handedly responsible for Sculpey sweeping through the blogosphere. Many bloggers are now quietly crafting their own Sculpey scenes to show their praise of Fab. Except Heather, who is an Ohio State Buckeyes fan but received Florida Gators gear from Fab for her ~~25th~~ 32nd birthday:

It makes me swoon when Heather flips us off, even if she's only directing it at Fab. Her retaliation was swift, just, in Sculpey form, and so hilarious I needed to share:

It's gator bites. Yaaah, girl. He won't mess with you from now on! (Which means he totally will. Bring on the Sculpey Wars!)

Labels: awesome, mln, photos

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Monday, July 02, 2007 | 4 comments

Sunday, July 01, 2007

There's something ... fishy ... about Mark Ruffalo

Does anybody else get the vibe from him that he's somehow a really bad man? I keep expecting to see a headline that he snares 12-year-old girls and cuts them up into bite-sized chunks.

Back to the movie...

Labels: movies

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Sunday, July 01, 2007 | 9 comments

A reason to watch the classics

I just watched Jeanette Lee drop the 9-ball on the break in the 10th rack of the 1999 WPBA Classic Tour finals against Allison Fisher, bumping her lead to 6 racks to 4. This is why I love The Black Widow.

She smoked her 7th rack as well and won the 1999 championship.

In my next life I'm going to be a pro billiards player, dammit.

Labels: sports

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Sunday, July 01, 2007 | 6 comments

all bills are not equal

Why is it that if I forget to pay the trash people and they send a past due notice I freak out and apologize all over the statement and send them extra months of payment in addition to last month and this month, but if the phone company sends me a past due notice I say, "deserved, fuckers"?

Labels: life, wondering

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Sunday, July 01, 2007 | 9 comments

You've got fan mail!!!!!

I just got my first piece of fan mail! And it made me realize, how come I don't get more of that? You all should be emailing me how much you love my blog. Shouldn't you? Okay, maybe not.

Thanks, Dan. :)

Labels: blogtrospection

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Sunday, July 01, 2007 | 2 comments

Happy Canada Day, boypren and green bee! (And all my peeps I will totally be texting too early on a Sunday, "oops".)

I love Happy Slip*. I mean, like a lot. I'm kinda... stalking that site. I started watching Christine's videos while waiting to listen to Fab and Tug do their radio show last Sunday (during which I was accused of giving blow jobs instead of calling in, but what can you do...) and it was that stalk-at-first-site sensation. So, you're coming into this whole Happy Slip thing late, but when Kevin starts serenading Mini I lose it laughing because it totally reminds me of the Chinese BSB serenades which I LOVE.

So, yah, talking about it too much. Here's the video from Happy Slip/Christine, entitled "boypren":

And now for Chinese BSB (aka Back Dorm Boys):

(I may have just yelled at Hay, "STOP INTERRUPTING MY CHINESE BACKSTREET BOYS TIME!" while I rewatched that video. May have. Maybe. Yup. I need my Wei Wei time, k? I know he's wearing a headband in that video and headbands are not cool, but he's not always wearing a headband. Duuuuh. Anyway, my yelling is cute.)

This week's Sunday Garden Party contains bugs because flowers + bugs = high quality entertainment. Just look at this fine specimen:

Green bee! Again! I swear he's a superhero. Rest of the 36-photo set is over at flickr.

Please note that next week's set will be a super colossal SGP because Hay, his parents, and I will be going on our yearly garden tour and I will be taking 400+ photos. I won't show you 400+ photos, but it'll be a lot.

To my gi r ls and boy au Canada, HAPPY CANADA DAY!!!!!!!

*In case you're thinking to yourself, "what exactly is a happy slip?" Christine has explained on her about page.

Labels: crush, Entertaining Poppy, holiday, Sunday Garden Party, YouTube

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Sunday, July 01, 2007 | 4 comments

Saturday, June 30, 2007

Current mood: Pouting.

That is all.

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Saturday, June 30, 2007 | 4 comments

Vampires for Jesus

When I was having cake with my co-workers on Thursday they happened to randomly mention that Anne Rice is now a fundamental Christian. That's not quite exactly what she is, but it got the point across and made me sick to my stomach that I needed to quick-hurry-up-and-edit-the-blogroll. And then I did what I normally do when I trust my brain rather than writing things down -- I forgot.

Just a moment ago I was watching Letterman and something triggered my memory of this conversation about Anne Rice. You know, this is what I get for not paying close enough attention to the world. It's not like she just resurrected her Catholicism on Tuesday. In fact it was almost 10 years ago, according to the Wik:

In 1998, after spending most of her adult life as a self-described atheist, Rice returned to her Roman Catholic faith, which she had not practiced since she was 18. In October 2005, as she reaffirmed her Catholic faith, Rice announced in a Newsweek article that she would "write only for the Lord." She called Christ the Lord: Out of Egypt, her first novel in this genre, the beginning of a trilogy that will chronicle the life of Jesus.

Time to edit the blogroll. If I can find her.

I like Jesus, he's a lot of fun at parties, but I just don't think I want to be told by Anne Rice about his life.

(Have I ever mentioned my religious non-affiliation? Yah, total heathen. Except for my Buddhist tendencies, like doing good just for the sake of ~~doing good~~ not coming back in my next life as a cockroach.)

Labels: blogtrospection, celebrity news, weird

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Saturday, June 30, 2007 | 6 comments

"We are not related."

1. The neighbor across the street who has lived there the entire time I have lived here (5 years) is so hot. Seriously. He's just super hot. I just caught a glimpse of him through the upstairs window so I just needed to mention.

2. I didn't realize that kids had to wait until they were 4'9" before they weren't supposed to be in a car seat anymore!

3. Georgie is headbutting my arm because she wants me to say hi to you all for her. "Hi, everyone!"

4. Kudos instead of tacos for breakfast. Definitely the better choice.

Labels: curious, food, hawt

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Saturday, June 30, 2007 | 3 comments

little bits

It's summer, shouldn't you be outside or something? Yah, me too.

I totally forgot that I had set up a recording for Sleepaway Camp on IFC. Now I totally get to see boobies this morning!!!! (What? Boobies are pretty!) Edit: Dammit! No boobies because the twist at the end is that she is really a he. So I think I just saw a prosthetic penis. I think.

It's 9:30am but I'm craving Mexican food. A nice beef taco with pico de gallo would be lovely. And beans and rice. And maybe a chimichanga (I don't care what's in there, it's fried and awesome). Now I am starving... Nice job, Poppy!

I'm pretty sure for the first time since it warmed up I have absolutely no plans for the weekend. Except drinking ice water and watching the cats go nuts. Yup, there goes Ripley now!

We can see our town's fireworks from our backyard because they're launched from *pointing* right over there, so people invite themselves to our house to eat our food and sit in our screened tent, in the front of the tent so that Hay and I get the crappy view of our own fireworks. I'm not quite sure how this happens every year. Except that Hay keeps saying "what time are you coming?" when they say, "hey, we're coming over for the 4th." I'm not opposed to visitors, I'm just opposed to people without common courtesy.

I am still hungry. Bye.

Labels: cats, food, holiday, life, movies

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Saturday, June 30, 2007 | 3 comments

Friday, June 29, 2007

babble babble babble

I wish Gravatar would hurry up and populate my new account icon. I soooo hate looking like a comment bubble. And a bearded stick-figure man. And nothing at all.

I am a pretty kitty, dammit!

Labels: talking to myself

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Friday, June 29, 2007 | 3 comments

Administrivia, or not

I am tired of Yahoo. It sucks. Every time I send a message it has an ad at the bottom. Every time I receive messages they aren't threaded. Every time I reply to a message I can't write inline and if I go into my Sent folder to reply it sends it to me instead of the person I sent the first message to. All these things piss me off. I have changed my profile to have the address I shall use from this point forward (remove the dashes, k?). Please change your addy books. If you send to Yahoo please expect between 1 and infinite business days before I reply. Thank you for your understanding.

Also, nothing beats an ice-cold Coke on a warm summer day. Well, I guess there are things that beat it, but not for me at this very moment.

Labels: administrivia, beverages

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Friday, June 29, 2007 | 3 comments

I do proofread. Just nefariously.

I wonder how much it annoys colleagues that I send out emails with blatant errors in them then within 15 seconds I have sent a correction message. I'm sure they're always screaming at the screen, "WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST SAY THAT THE FIRST TIME?!?!"

I secretly like to spread misinformation. That's why.

Any other questions?

Labels: language is a virus, work

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Friday, June 29, 2007 | 1 comments

It's all about the tingle

I am wearing Burt's Bees champagne lip shimmer today. It makes my lips tingly. :) :) :)

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Friday, June 29, 2007 | 8 comments

Oh, hi!

Heh, yah, I have a blog. I remember now.

I had two awesomely wonderful things to post about but I've forgotten both of them.

Ruminate on that?

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Friday, June 29, 2007 | 2 comments

Thursday, June 28, 2007

I have 154 new Yahoo messages right this very minute, yet I still have not learned my lesson that I shouldn't email subscribe to comments on my favorite blogs which offer that service.

I seriously need a personal assistant...

Labels: blogtrospection

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Thursday, June 28, 2007 | 11 comments

Sugary goodness

I am bringing cake to work today. And I'm going to eat it. I'm sharing, of course, so if you'd like some cake please stop by my work at ~~11:30am~~* 10:30am my time, k?

*Honest mistake. :)

Labels: food

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Thursday, June 28, 2007 | 5 comments

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

She was an American girl *

RW, I need you to chime in here at your earliest convenience please. And B?

In tonight's Top Chef episode Micah Edelstein says:
"I'm from South Africa. I've never eaten fried chicken. It's just not something that interests me in the slightest. Chicken a la King? I don't even know what that is... My reaction to American comfort food: Uuuuuuhhh!"

Would you like to say that again, Faux-Micah from Bridgewater, Massachusetts? RW, I was giving her the benefit of the doubt, but now she's just a LIAR.

*Thank you to Tom Petty for my post title.

Labels: bdogg, scandalous, television, Top Chef

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Wednesday, June 27, 2007 | 8 comments

This has nothing whatsoever to do with anything that concerns you, but it's my blog, so there.

I'm lazily /[text] enter cw[text] esc n . :w :n-ing away in vi because I am too damn lazy to use sed and awk to do it properly, but I keep pausing in between page edits because I keep being distracted by something. And by distracted I mean entertained. And by entertained I mean amused. And by amused I mean it keeps making me giggle a little. And by a little I mean a lot.

I guess the lesson learned here is: I enjoy distractions. And vi.

Labels: com-pu-tor, Entertaining Poppy

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Wednesday, June 27, 2007 | 7 comments

eulogy

If you want to cry then you read this post. If you don't want to cry then you don't read that post. You'll be a better person for reading it, so you should cry a little (oh, who am I kidding, a lot).

Labels: dawg, puppy monster

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Wednesday, June 27, 2007 | 3 comments

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

chkdsk /r

This might be a post you want to skip, although I think the ending is worth muddling through the little bit of mumbo jumbo sprinkled through it. I could be wrong.

So, my dad calls me at work today and leaves me a voicemail that he broke his computer.

I don't get this voicemail until 10 minutes before my work day is done because, as usual, I was in meetings for most of the day.

I call back, get my stepmom, gruffly tell her I need to speak with my dad, he gets on the phone, and I gruffly ask about the problem. He tells me his understanding of the problem and I realize it won't necessarily be an over-the-phone fix because I don't believe my dad has done everything he says he's done to troubleshoot the problem himself.* I gruffly agree to go to my dad's house almost directly after work (I need to stop at home to feed and pet the kitties) and agree to eat sloppy Joes at their house for dinner.

I arrive to my dad's house and see the UNMOUNTABLE_BOOT_VOLUME error.

Because my dad is so insistent that this is a hardware problem I run hardware diagnostics and go to the other room to do some googling. While I am there someone (*ahem*) interrupts the hardware diagnostics and starts them over.

I return to my dad's computer and someone fesses up to interrupting the scan. I take this opportunity to skip out of the hardware diags and instead boot to the recovery console and run chkdsk (/p for kicks) /r on the drive. While it jumps from 50% to 75% to 50% to 53% to 60% to 50% to 55% to 100% we eat sloppy Joes with grated parm and corn. (Fine dining, I tell ya.)

After chkdsk completes I restart the computer and quietly boot it into safe mode successfully. Everyone notices and starts to celebrate (prematurely, if you ask me). I shut down the computer again and quietly restart in normal mode. While it's booting everyone keeps talking about it as if everything is fine, as if the computer was just naughty and now it's had its timeout in the corner and is back to being a productive member of society. And, fair enough, the computer does boot to normal mode successfully and my dad is able to check his Juno and his eBay auction bids and his instant message client and his Gmail and his bank account and his Hotmail and (Jesus, Dad, when did you become so ... computery?).

I would just like to point out, and I know it's silly, but Poppy doesn't talk about computers while they're booting up after misbehaving. In fact, Poppy crosses her fingers and babies the computer and promises she doesn't assume that the problem is resolved. She closes one eye and peers through her fingers and thinks happy thoughts and yells at anyone who tries to talk about the computer being fixed or not fixed. It's magic when computers decide to resurrect from the dead, and talking about them only jinxes the repair. So, I implore you, don't undo all my work by talking about the computer. K? Because that's just rude. And next time I'm making you fix the damn thing yourself.

*I have trust issues. I fully admit to this. If you've dealt with as many computer users as I have who lie through their teeth that they didn't do anything, the computer just stopped working, how they promise they've done everything you've advised them to do over the phone when you can hear it in their voice that they've just been sitting there eating chips while they pretend to follow your instructions, you'd have trust issues too.

Labels: com-pu-tor

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Tuesday, June 26, 2007 | 10 comments

busy busy busy

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(one of the) worst cat parent(s) ever

Posted at PostSecret this week. Frank actually named the image "pleasedonotsendmeemailaboutthisonethanks.jpg" but I'm pretty sure he's getting lots of mail about it anyway.

Labels: cats, disturbing, not awesome, photos, que la freakando f

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Tuesday, June 26, 2007 | 11 comments

Monday, June 25, 2007

I am not your bitch.

That is all.

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Monday, June 25, 2007 | 17 comments

That'll learn me

Hay and I both have colds. All of a sudden. All because the woman I trained on Friday neglected to mention she had a cold before I licked her keyboard. And then I made some sort of contact with Hay between Friday and this morning.

Sorry, Hay. FU, lady.

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Monday, June 25, 2007 | 8 comments

The world has tilted on its axis a bit too far

I got this from ACW. I know someone else posted it a few days ago but I don't remember who anymore. Sorry to whoever that was.

Anyway, does anyone notice anything peculiar about the comparison below?

My blog rating:

Avi's blog rating:

I swear to you that is the real result. Avi talks about the most foul things on the planet and gets a G rating. I talk about kittens and flowers and love and get NC-17. That's bizarro fair.

If you want to rate your own blog go to Mingle. Interesting how they snare us with their promise to rate our blogs but offer dating services... Tricky bastards.

Labels: avi

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Monday, June 25, 2007 | 11 comments

The new hair

Frame of reference... The old hair at the end of its life was this golden orange color that kinda sickened me and made me think of mac and cheese from a box:

Pardon the fist. I really have no recollection what I was fisting at that day. (Yah, I know what I said. I'm funny.)

The new hair makes me think of (duh) cinnamon:

Sorry to anyone who liked the old color, but I like this color much better. I'll probably request less blonde highlights next time, though.

Some boy who IMs me incessantly says he doesn't see a difference between before and after. That boy taught me how to flip him off in IM, so I say to him: mln

Does no one see the difference between the video above and the hair did video below?????

SERIOUSLY?!

Fine. *mutter*

Labels: hawt, life, vlog, YouTube

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Monday, June 25, 2007 | 10 comments

Sunday, June 24, 2007

Who knew?

Trishelle Cannatella from Real World: Las Vegas is the star of Ninja Cheerleaders, coming this summer to a theater somewhere or other.

I love ninjas. I love cheerleaders. I love campy. I'm so gonna see this even if I have to wait to see it on Netflix.

(Not to be confused with the 2002 film Cheerleader Ninjas, mkay?)

Labels: awesome, movies

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Sunday, June 24, 2007 | 6 comments

Reality virtual

This post is probably quite clearly the result of me pouring through all the blog posts and comments about Dawg and Puppy Monster.

Why is it so much more accepted as valid to have been in someone's physical presence and formed a friendship versus having met online, shared each other's deepest hopes and dreams, and realized you want to be each other's friend?

I'm doing a count in my head and telling you that every single one of the friends I am close with except two are people I knew from the internet first. They became my friends there first. I didn't have to meet them to know how incredibly amazing they were.

And for anyone who argues that meeting someone in person gives us a better sense that the person is genuine: Is that really true? We all get tricked by people in our physical lives as well, from time to time. We all think we know people and then realize we don't know them as well as we thought. That's life.

I think Amy, creator of the graphics for the Puppy Monster memorial, says it best:

"Can you believe this? I've never been so proud to belong to a community before in my life. It's one thing to say you have friends, but it's another thing when the chips are down to see who really stands by you - no matter how far away, how well they know you, or if you've ever met face to face."

I can believe it, I'm so happy that there are truly good people in the world, and that I get to be a part of a truly selfless act for an incredible person. I'm also really happy that, much to his chagrin, Avi's reputation as a total asshole has been completely and utterly and irrevocably decimated. Sorry, sweetie, your teddy bear heart is shining through. And so are those of all the people who are showing Dawg support monetarily and through kind words. (But, Avi, scooch a little closer for a sec: If you make that kitten killing video you [I HOPE] joked about in order to get your reputation "back on track" I am not kidding about turning you in, so DON'T. DO. IT.)

To Helen and B and any of my other readers who may have quietly purchased graphics, thank you so very, very much.

Labels: avi, bdogg, blogtrospection, dawg, introspection, puppy monster

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Sunday, June 24, 2007 | 4 comments

little one

The 37-photo set is at flickr.

Labels: photos, puppy monster, Sunday Garden Party

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Sunday, June 24, 2007 | 2 comments

Saturday, June 23, 2007

Thanks so much to everyone who has donated to Dawg for the costs associated with something he should never have even experienced, the loss of his son.

Avi just told me that as of 6:30pm today 117 people have donated almost $1800. I am so amazed by everyone's generosity. I have hope for this world. If you're interested in following the progress please visit Avi's blog and look in the sidebar. He's keeping the total updated periodically. If you haven't donated or you're able to give more please buy a graphic. Or two. Or 100. :) Every little bit helps.

Labels: avi, dawg, puppy monster

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Saturday, June 23, 2007 | 1 comments

Bad things and good people should never have to meet.

Last night I spent several hours reading blogger posts and comments about Dawg and Puppy. Then I abruptly shut everything off and went to sleep. This morning I had terrible, terrible nightmares that I don't want to discuss and when I awoke Georgie was jumping onto the bed to spend time with me. She got on my chest and pushed her head into my hand to pet her. Then she gestured that she wanted to come under the covers with me. I petted her for a while then I just burst into tears and she didn't know what to do so she jumped down. I sat up on the side of the bed and cried some more ... those achy, sobby tears ... then brushed my teeth and took a shower and got dressed. When I came downstairs I did what I always do on Saturday which is go visit Avi for his Saturday vlog. I knew it would be about Dawg and Puppy. I was trying to be a champ about it, but as soon as I saw that in 15 hours we had contributed $1100 to Dawg I just lost it all over again. Because Adam is such a good person for organizing this. Because we love a blogger and show him our support. Because I can't take back that day for Dawg. Because I want to give Dawg a big hug and take his pain away.

I love you, Dawg. I love you, Puppy, and I miss you.

Labels: avi, dawg, dreams, memories, puppy monster, vlog

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Saturday, June 23, 2007 | 1 comments

Friday, June 22, 2007

I don't recall feeling a deeper sadness over the loss of a human being. NYC Watchdog posted that his son DJ (aka Puppy Monster) passed away as the result of an accident. I don't know what to say, I am too busy feeling.

Dawg doesn't want anyone to contact him but if you have seen him around my blog or have watched his Cereal Wednesdays please stop by and watch his Puppy Monster videos then offer your condolences in comment form. You can also donate to Dawg via Avi's website.

Labels: avi, dawg, puppy monster

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Friday, June 22, 2007 | 5 comments

Best of

I will be posting another entry about Avi very soon because I :pinkpuffyheart: him and have something to announce, but I want to draw your attention to his post today which reveals that on Monday it was his 3-year blogiversary.

I didn't start reading Avi's blog regularly until 2006, but I've periodically spot-checked the archives and they get a double thumbs up by me. His earlier stuff actually shows you a lot more about the real man behind the curtain, if you're interested in getting to know him a little better.

Go visit, leave him lots of comments in his archives (after reading the posts, of course), then call him up and wish him a happy blogiversary! His number is slutted all over the internets, so I'm sure you can find it.

In case any of you were wondering, the post about NYCWD's son is not the other post I was alluding to here. I am horrified that my mind keeps thinking anyone would think this. No one has asked me about it, but I want to clear this up before anyone does get the wrong idea. It is complete coincidence that the very next post had anything to do with Avi.

Labels: avi, blogtrospection

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Friday, June 22, 2007 | 4 comments

Suck on this, Rachael.

Rachael Ray has manhands.

Big, meat hooky hands.

Keep in mind that black is slimming and that she's a tiny thing.

Also keep in mind that she does a lot of chopping and tearing of food with her bare ~~man~~hands.

I used to like her before she became the 30-Minute Oprah. I really wish she'd stop invading my snack crackers, iced coffee, knives, pans, and television.

See? Total invasion.

Labels: celebrity gossip, food, television

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Friday, June 22, 2007 | 9 comments

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Today's crush was generously sponsored by the police department:

(Invaded personal space plus lingering handshake plus ear-to-ear grin) = Happy Poppy

Labels: Entertaining Poppy, life

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Thursday, June 21, 2007 | 5 comments

The universe is against me

Everyone's busy, including me, which makes Poppy bored in playland.

So, I'm going to ask you all to put down your things, bring your full attention to me, and entertain me. Please. Even though I'm about to walk into a meeting. I'll be back! And when I come back I want fun things in my email and in IM and in my comments.

(I'm guessing this is too much to ask. I'm asking anyway.)

Labels: Entertaining Poppy

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Thursday, June 21, 2007 | 4 comments

Sprinkles or jimmies? You decide.

Jimmy Kimmel has emergency appendectomy

NEW YORK - Jimmy Kimmel, host of ABC's "Jimmy Kimmel Live," was in good shape after having an emergency appendectomy on Wednesday night in Los Angeles.

"The surgery was a success," Kimmel's publicist, Lewis Kay, said in an e-mail Thursday. "The rest of this week's tapings of `Jimmy Kimmel Live' have been canceled until he is back on his feet. He is resting comfortably and is looking forward to getting back to work."

The 39-year-old comedian, who dates actress-comic Sarah Silverman, has hosted the late-night talk show for four years. (Yahoo!)

I prefer to call him Sprinkles myself.

Labels: celebrity news

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Thursday, June 21, 2007 | 0 comments

Mosquitoes

Today is one of those days where I'm not sure if I'll be around or not. Gosh, those are my favorite.

To do with title: Just because you see a cute bunny outside at dusk does not mean you should go outside to take photos because you're so tasty to the mosquitoes that you now have...not hyperbolizing...15 bites strewn throughout your extremities instead of two. And, look! One on your pretty, pretty ass too! Yay! . Just so you know, Band-Aid itch relief gel spritz works pretty well for that.

PS - I didn't have time to proofread this in the early morning. I know there were typos. I have fixed them.

Labels: bugs, life

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Thursday, June 21, 2007 | 3 comments

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew!!!

Is anybody else watching the newest snow myths episode of Mythbusters?

Oh, PLEASE MAKE IT STOP!!!!

They are using a pig tongue to test licking a flagpole*. I'm trying to be calm but it's not working out. The tongue has stitches in it and it's ripping off the pole. All I can do is chant ew over and over again in a voice similar to that of the lady who was stomping grapes and fell down and bruised her ribs and just kept howling and howling and howling. And if you don't know what I'm talking about:

I will not ever post footage of the Mythbusters pig tongue. *vomit*

My eyes are moist with disgust.

*If anyone doesn't know what inspires the flagpole test, it's definitely A Christmas Story:

Labels: DISGUSTING, disturbing, television, YouTube

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Wednesday, June 20, 2007 | 4 comments

Knit me a cupcake!

I know I say this frequently, but you should see my eyes right now. Very wide. For all my knitting girls I present to you the newest food porn: The knitting cupcake.

Do you love it?! I love it!!!!!

We blame this on VeganYumYum but we thank Slashfood for the heads up.

And by we I mean the royal we. I have not shared my blog authoring with anyone else. Except sometimes Georgie by mistake.

Labels: food porn

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Wednesday, June 20, 2007 | 5 comments

Free chips!

If you've never had Kettle chips then you're not living. If you love chips (I know some of you don't, I get it, shush) then please point your browser over to the Kettle neighborhood and guess how many chips fit in the smart fortwo car. If you win the contest you get free chips for a year!

The likelihood of you winning: Not very likely.

The likelihood of you having a good time guessing anyway: Very likely.

Please note that I have not had the cheddar beer chips yet, but as soon as I locate some I'm eating an entire bag. Potato plus cheese plus beer equals love.

Labels: food, snacks, yummy

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Wednesday, June 20, 2007 | 5 comments

Crash and burn

I'm coming down from a Coca-Cola and peanut M&M;'s sugar high. May I borrow someone's blankie?

Labels: beverage, food

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Wednesday, June 20, 2007 | 3 comments

"Is that a flashlight in your mouth or are you just happy to see me?"

Hay sent me this story:

Firefighters flush kitten from storm drain

PARKERSBURG, West Virginia (AP) -- It took two fire trucks, five firefighters, several animal rescuers and about 250 gallons of water to rescue a 2-pound kitten.

Animal control officers tried coaxing the gray tabby out of a storm sewer drain with encouraging words and food Monday before giving up after about an hour and a half.

Firefighters tried banging tools on one end of the pipe and flashing lights Monday night in hopes of driving the kitten out the other end -- but that didn't work either.

It wasn't until firefighters flushed about 250 gallons of water through the 10- to 12-inch pipe -- enough to wet the kitten's paws -- and the feline rushed into the hands of Firefighter Kevin Siers, who was standing inside a manhole.

"We had about an hour and a half of fun," Siers said Tuesday. "Everybody was pretty tickled" when the cat emerged.

After a very frightening day and night, the kitten seemed more relaxed and was warming up to humans, said Dan Hendrickson with the Humane Society of Parkersburg.

A visitor to the shelter signed adoption papers Tuesday. (CNN)

Labels: cats, in the news

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Wednesday, June 20, 2007 | 1 comments

catcall

I was going to post something really funny about someone playing with a certain gaming console, but I have been denied permission to do so. I think we should all boo that person until that person gives in.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

I might need to make a Blogger label for you... *squinty mean face*

Labels: conversation

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Wednesday, June 20, 2007 | 5 comments

Virtu(al)osity

What I think about when I'm mowing the lawn: Bloggers.
What I think about when I'm weeding the gardens: Nothing, I'm in the zone, leave me alone!
What I think about when I'm riding in the car: Bloggers.
What I think about when I'm eating: "Mmmmm, this tastes soooo good! I bet [any given blogger] would really like this!"
What I think about when I'm drinking "the alcohol": Bloggers. Definitely bloggers. And sex. But not sex with bloggers. Because that's dirty. *looking around* Ahem.
What I think about when I'm drifting off to sleep: Bloggers.
...and when I'm waking up: Bloggers.
What I think about when I'm in the shower: Work.
What I think about when I'm dreaming: Work.
What I think about when I'm in work meetings: Bloggers. Or how hot all the boys around me are. Because effing a, I appreciate a fine geek.
What I think about when I'm visiting family: Bloggers.
What I think about when I'm visiting friends: A tiny bit about bloggers, but mostly about what an awesome or not awesome time I'm having with my friends.
What I think about when I'm watching movies at home or at the theater: Bloggers. Especially if a blogger recommended the movie.
What I think about when I'm watching Top Chef: RW. :P And B. And how fucking hot Tom and Padma are.
What I think about when I'm coding web pages: Bloggers.
What I think about when I'm doing a work project: The project.
What I think about when I'm staring into Hay's eyes: Hay.
What I think about when I'm hugging my kittos: My kittos.
What I think about when I'm [ ...censored... ]: [ ...no comment... ]

Conclusions:
1. I am AD[H]D. Seriously. Just undiagnosed.
2. I think about you all a lot.
3. I like it that way.
4. Avi needs to hurry up and get his shit together so I can post about him again. (A random conclusion not exactly based on the list above.)

Labels: avi, bdogg, blogtrospection, Entertaining Poppy, life, work

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Wednesday, June 20, 2007 | 6 comments

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

I should be making dinner...

...but instead I am catching up on the 73 emails that piled up in my blog email inbox. Car-azy.

FYI, I know I'm gorgeous so please stop sending me emails telling me so. It's just sad. (S) ;)

FYI 2, I still love turkey pepperoni. I should still eat a proper dinner, though.

FYI 3, work is still INSANE. Loves it, though. LOVES it.

FYI 4, there's really a TV show called Band in a Bubble. A band writes their album while trapped in a glass home where everyone can see them in person and on the web aLL. tHE. tIME. I'd have walked out day one.

Labels: life, Poppy is awesome, work

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Tuesday, June 19, 2007 | 0 comments

I had a dream.

In my dream someone from work posted a link to my blog on their work blog. Except it wasn't anyone I ever expected to find this blog, it was (well, someone else). In my dream I resolved to not mind that they learned my secret identity. In real life I'm starting to wonder if everyone from work isn't already reading it anyway. They seem to know about my life before I tell them.

Not part of my dream, instead a reality: A morning full of meetings and projects that will keep me away from you all. Good meetings and projects, bad keeping me away from you all.

PS - I have 42 new blog related messages and only one of them was a comment on my blog. Should I bring a towel?

Labels: dreams, work

link | posted by Poppy Cede on Tuesday, June 19, 2007 | 5 comments

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