Comic for Monday, June 8, 2009

Posted: 6:30 am, Monday, June 8th

Six days! I can do it!

Ron's second panel is pretty much the justification for the past three weeks or however long of strips. Well, Jen's confession, too. And I guess there's more on the way. I'm rambling - I've been reading critical theory on Hamlet all weekend, and I'm kind of out of my mind. When I wasn't reading critical theory on Hamlet, I was reading poetry by 14- and 15-year olds, which is definitely detrimental to one's sanity. (Actually, some of it was quite good, but, because I'm stupid, I read it Thursday night, leaving myself with nothing but sloggery.)

Reading my kids' poetry meant that I had to go to Google a lot to check out whether or not they had plagiarized it (they had). Probably a lot of you missed the daily Google logo on Saturday, but it was awesome.

Speaking of video games (aren't I just about always? God, I'm like twelve), this DS game, ScribbleNauts, sounds like the craziest fucking thing I've ever seen. You have to solve puzzles, and you do this by writing words on the writing-pad screen of the DS. And then the object appears. Like, any object, up to and including a robot dinosaur. That is amazing.

2.0 just squealed with glee - Neil Patrick Harris is hosting the Tonys. And now the Tonys are on in my house.

Lord, I am zonked. Alright, I have to get some crap together for my kids, and then I have to go to bed. I was recounting with my boy Tree yesterday that six years ago, this weekend, we were out at a couple of different bars on Friday night, getting home at about five, went to the Belmont Stakes on Saturday, went to a house party Saturday night, saw a bar fight erupt into the streets later that evening at about four, and then went to a doubleheader at Shea and got lost in the chopshops behind the stadium on Sunday. This weekend, I took a nap at eight o'clock Friday night, went to bed at midnight, had drinks with one of 2.0's friends Saturday night, and was too tired on Sunday to go see some friends of ours at my local. Times, they have changed.

bullfrog

51 -- Monday, June 8 2009, 07:56 am

I thought Neil Patrick Harris was great. Imagine that - they finally let an openly gay man host the Tonys, and it is awesome.

we were trying to decide - was Neil's suit leather? or just really shiny?

as i watched the race this weekend, i was thinking back to the drunk dials from that fateful belmont. the track, i believe, was sloppy. you had to say it at least 6 times for me to understand you.

These people are Ted and Telly.

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/06/08/nyregion/08trustafarians.html

That was Tree.

"The track - is sloppy! Repeat: The track - is sloppy!"

Hey! wasn't one of those "couple of different bars" the one you ended up kissing me at? You know, for the first time.

My husband, hopeless romantic.

Honestly, it would be worth going to LA just for the In N Out burgers. Greasy cheeseburgers for the win. Beats the hell out of Tacotime.

I wasn't going to make the whole story about us, babe.

I know...but geesh. A footnote? No?

That reminds me, did the kids have to split the award for winning the Tony for Best Performance by a Leading Actor in a Musical? (Yea for Angela Lansbury!) I was going to watch, but I kept getting interrupted by coverage of the tornadoes that were flying through the local area. Well, that and I ended up watching the tornadoes fly by outside instead of huddling in the basement.

And honestly, the tornadoes were much more exciting.

OOOH! I was I was still in NYC. All y'all there have to go walking on the new public park!

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/06/09/arts/design/09highline-RO.html?_r=1