Delete, Delete, Delete

Hey guys,

I'm sorry if you woke up with an inbox full of spam emails from comments on my blog this morning. And one comment from a total asshole, which I've since deleted.

I hate to do this, but to avoid me dealing with my inbox this morning and thinking that I've been the conduit for a bunch of garbage into yours, I'm turning on that stupid verify thingy and content moderation. I'm so sorry about this. I think it's a total pain. But hopefully it's a preventative more than an annoyance. And maybe once the glow from Blogs of Note wears off, I can go back to the way it was.

I used to think it was fine to have a forum here for anyone who wanted to leave a comment on what I was writing about. But now I've changed my mind. If you're a total angry jerkoff with nothing to say and all you want is to get people to read your blog from my blog, with the intent to abuse them once they get there: Sorry, buddy. You're not getting that opportunity from me.

And now, onto our regularly scheduled programming. I am going to eat my raspberry danish and then I'll be back shortly.

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ps.: If you are an Eddie Izzard fan, then you will have instantaneously recognized the reference in the title of this post. If not, then I may have given you the best holiday gift yet: The Wonderful World of Eddie.

I Have an Easter Question for You

I did not grow up celebrating Easter. For those of you who did, I bet you do not realize what a total bummer it is to be five or six years old and wake up in the morning and NOT find a behemoth Easter basket full of treats behind the sofa. It is probably one of the most disappointing things that can happen to someone under the age of 10.

So now I am kind of obsessed with Peeps. But when I ask other people if they will be eating Peeps as part of their Easter basket extravaganza, they look at me as if I just told them I am going to eat a bowl of mud.

So here's what I want to know: What's wrong with Peeps? (Did you know that a box of five little Peeps is considered to be one serving and only 140 calories?)

Is there a secret something about Peeps that I don't know? Don't get me wrong. I am going to eat real Easter candy, too. Oh, I did just discover the deliciousness that is the Reese's Peanut Butter Egg. OMG, omg.

Look how cute these Peeps are. You can even make a rainbow with them. I don't understand what the anti-Peep attitude is all about.

PS. For those of you who would be interested in an alternative explanation of Easter, be sure to watch this. (Disclaimer: But don't watch the clip if you don't like fabulous transvestite comedians who are truly brilliant and make fun of stuff so then this might be considered offensive.)

UPDATE 3/21, 3:27pm: I have just returned from a late lunch to find a lovely Easter basket on my desk. Not only does it contain Peeps, it also has Reese's Peanut Butter Eggs, an Almond Joy Egg, a Cadbury Mini Eggs, two bottles of pretty nail polish, two rolly lipglosses (the 7os kind) a pencil, some body lotion and a pad of heart-shaped paper! Whew! What a haul!

Someone at work is reading my blog.

I think I know who that special someone is. Thank you, Easter Bunny!

Peeps on Parade thanks to PhoenixFeatherPhotos.

Computers and Armageddon

This has not been a good week for me and the computers, software and printers that I use for legitimate work purposes (i.e., not blogging). I could never be an IT person. I would have killed myself by now.

Of course these technological conflicts always happen at the worst possible time, usually centered around deadlines of some sort.

Which reminds me that it's time to watch one of my favorite Eddie Izzard clips again:



If you are an Eddie Izzard virgin, then I am very happy to have introduced you to him. If you like smart men who wear makeup, your life is now complete.

Eddie is the sexiest man in makeup on the planet. I cannot believe I have not blogged about him already. That's like me not writing about movies or chocolate.