Onesie Lies....what's your damage, American Apparel????

It's a free country. I can do whatever I want.

Can't I???? We are in America, right? Because last time I checked, my rights were being infringed upon.

By American Apparel.
HOW CAN YOU ADVERTISE ONESIEs ALL OVER YOUR FREAKIN WEBSITE, AND NOT HAVE ANY IN THE ACTUAL STORES????

Hello, McFly. Do I live in LA? Or has this all been a dream and I'm actually in Wisconsin?

This interesting onesie dilemma was brought up to me by Suzanne. Who suggested that perhaps everyone in Los Angeles should be wearing onesies regularly, on a daily basis. Isn't that the point of SoCal? To be tan and scantily clad?

That's what I thought. Then I tried to actually go into a physical AA store this weekend (tried 3 different ones...Hollywood and the west side). Foiled.

Lies. False promises. Everyone should be able to get a one piece velour tube top jumper, with no hassle. What kind of plastic sunny world do we live in here. For real.

Strange Narnia Woman finds Supersized Hand in Local Art School Yard...Asks 'Can I Keep It?'

Anyhow she looks happy. Just let her keep the hand.

Hope You Don't Mind If I Pay You in Change

After going on brief hiatus to tend to my chinchilla farm and teach hangliding lessons to orphans, I am returning to the blog world. Wait for it....wait for it...."ping!"

SUPERDELUXE NEWS: Mickey and I got a studio to work in. Starting next Tuesday. Check back for more info. Name to come.

Quote of the week: "Big game. Real big game."

Temp: 80 degrees and sunny--hot hot hot

$64 Million Question: When does a memoir become fiction? And where is my mojito?

Blog Express® (8 minutes or less)

We have..ooh now 6 minutes left until it's time to leave for the day. It's Mickey's last week. This is a big big week everybody. I have only 3 days of Mickey left. Gotta get all my Mickey time in. Let's sum it up. It's been a wild ride.
You know what I'm going to miss most about my surly black haired (read:evil--it's true just go watch any walt disney movie) co-worker? One word. Pookums. The li'l slice of heaven shaped like a shitzu. Yep.

Michelle, my belle....this is what I have to say to you.

"You're beautiful."

Now I'm going to leave and enjoy myself some traffic on the 10. Adieu.

Everyone Needs a Eurotrash Crush

Yeah, I got one. It's pretty great. Not only can they insult you/talk about you in another language while sounding sexy as hell, but they can say the meanest things to you with their hot hot accents and then smile. Which is a killer combo. Like, "I figured you out. You're mean."
And if they live in Hollywood, well that only elevates how classy they are. When I see a European wearing white loafers holding their arm out to take a picture of Michael Jackson's star with their blackberry, it makes me weak in the knees.
Mickey and I made SUV bumper stickers today. Find out about our newest work on http://somethingagainstfun.blogspot.com/

But do us a favor. Don't look it up on work time. It's unfair to your employer. If everyone surfed the net for a half hour every day....well it would probably cost about $13,000 to the company a year.****

***This fact was materialized by our own boss. It is not true. It has no basis in reality.

Today, In List Form

1. woke up—aka, graced the world with an outrageous amount of excellence —7am
2. remember how much i like being in bed
3. stand up
4. got back in bed
5. tried to remember my dream from last night, contained a few important ideas in it, like cures for certain diseases, secret code translations, and magic spells
6. couldn't remember dream—ideas lost forever
7. lamented lost ideas
8. joyfully leapt out of bed, excited to go to work*
9. my housekeeper cleaned my room, made me breakfast while i dressed myself in my emilio pucci dress that i stole from amy winehouse(little slut)*
10. got in my bright purple TOYOTA PRIUS with a BOSE STEREO SYSTEM that i plugged my APPLE IPOD into and listened to my fave ITUNES playlist**
11. took my pet luck dragon into the office, where it destroyed all the other dogs in a dog fight, except for pookums
12. existed
14. drank iced coffee

*this is a lie
**this is not only a lie but a blatant advertisement. has everybody sold out when even a blog is all about product placement?
***there is no number 13. 13 is an unlucky number and is only used by wiccans, pagans, and hipsters wearing MOCCASINS.

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You Can Stop Holding Your Breath

So, you've heard the news. Or haven't you?

We're opening a print shop. There's really no other option. Overwhelming response is an understatement. Our fans are in a fucking frenzy over our newest poster for Tigersgate Films "He Drives Me Crazy"....so Michelle LeClerc and I are opening Manuels Advertising. The funny thing is that it won't be for advertising. It's silk screening.

Right now our fan base includes Yonni's Coffee and Cha Cha Lounge.

Question of the day: Should mean people be overcharged?

Answers to this and more coming up....don't forget to check back later!