Popscholar

My grad school application is officially off.  Not surprisingly, I have had a plethora of OCD moments in the last 36 hours that have gone something like this: "What if I forgot to sign Form X?"  "What if there is a typo on page two that I didn't catch?"  "What if the envelope seal comes open and everything falls out en route?"  Ah, the life of the obsessive mind.  I never catch a break.

Tonight I was supposed to be in Lewisburg, PA with G at his mom's annual Brazilian fiesta, but my youngest cat is sick and the vet told me not to leave him.  Ollie is having some sort of bladder infection and has been peeing all over my house for the last 24 hours.  So this morning we made an emergency vet appointment since my vet-to-be sis said that if he becomes blocked and can't go that it's life-threatening.  He's now on meds and has confined his pee to the litter box post-vet visit, so we're on the up-and-up.  Let me just say this: Nature's Miracle is no hyperbole.  Nothing's tougher on cat piss.

So while we're on the topic of shitty happenings, my lemon of a car was in the shop AGAIN this week.  Effing VW.  Oh, and a fuse blew in my house this evening, so I currently have no electricity in selected areas of my abode.   

But life is good, people.  Really.  I made my therapist cry this week.  (They were good tears, I assure you.)

Last night I saw the funniest fucking comedy show ever.  A friend of mine emailed early in the week saying, "Come on out with me on Friday to see Ted Alexandro.  He's a funny former teacher."  If this man ever comes within 50 miles of your city, GO.  I was guffawing the entire night.  I brought my friend SF along with AH, CC and me; S and I were falling all over each other for the better part of two hours.  (We not only share a soul connection but a stellar sense of humor.)

I'm going to impart to you one of the funniest jokes of the night, but not without first issuing a disclaimer: If you're offended by Jesus jokes that involve blowjobs, navigate away from this URL ASAP.

Now that we've gotten that out of the way...  Ted told us that he once got a blowjob from a girl wearing a WWJD bracelet.  "Luckily it was pretty good," he said.  "Because that could get pretty awkward.  I mean, what would Jesus do?  'Jesus would use less teeth.'  'Jesus would work the balls.'"

Would it soften the blow (no pun intended) if I assured you that Ted rode Buddha a bit too?  Because he did.  For what it's worth.  

Other fun stuff: I booked my 30th b-day bash at a local bar; the date's Saturday, March 3rd, so mark it down and join us in Philly!  The concert calendar's got two folky boys on deck this week: Josh Ritter with G at World Cafe Live on Tuesday and Brett Dennen with SF at the Tin Angel on Thursday.

That's all she wrote for tonight, Kids.  It's time for one last round of Pee Patrol before I crash...  Cross those fingers.  And those legs.