The Thylacine

So not only does this thing look like a combination kangaroo, puppy dawg, tiger thing but it has a FUCKING HUGE MOUTH OF TEETH!!!!!!!! It's like some sort of Tim Burton creature come to life! And it's a marsupial so it means it carries shit around in a pouch! I bet Thylacines carry around Burt Bee's Chapstick, Strawberry Bubblicious, Dentyne Ice, and 4 pairs of sunglasses...because that's what I would do if I was a Thylacine. Or...me...everyday.

THE THYLACINE RULES!

Definitely not my spirit animal, but like...my spirit animal(s) best friend.

She was a good one.

Amy Winehouse makes me think of driving to the dining hall in the Aztec. Sigh.

Dear Prince.

I don't know how you do it, but you write the best love songs.

Why run away from rain when it's only water?

(That last line may or may not be the result of me doing about 20 minutes of research on the phrase "Purple Rain." I should probably be some sort of pop music academic...)

I'm back, hos.

This song goes out to Laura Hannemann. I'm definitely going to practice droppin it. Especially at work so that my boss can see what's going on in the security cameras. Kind of true story.

This wasn't what I expected.

Really? Recreating a Ren Fair? And it's just one dude who is clearly going to look like a creep in 5 years? And what the hell is with those people in chicken masks? Is that a thing people do? At Ren Fairs? And the missle? Whaaat?

I think my book club is full of babies.

Everyone says the book is too hard, but I don't think anyone has actually read the book. The introduction is the hardest part! How do I get people to believe me?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!

Stupid book club for pussies.

Can I pull off a fan?

Discuss.