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Friday’s Quizzlet: My Little Pot Pie.

by admin on March 4, 2005
in Monday's Quotelet

Appetizer: Who is the one person you email more often than anyone else?
Work related clients usually. Personally, it really depends on what’s going on and who’s in the ‘sphere’ at a given time. I’m not a very chatty person. Oh, and then there’s my Tanzanian penpal, Ndugu.

Soup: So far, which year of your life has been the most enjoyable?
That’s impossible to say. I’ve always had myself just a rockin’ little good time. My University degree is nothing short of a Papal miracle, and the years since have been boozy and brazen. I have no regrets, though – I traveled the world, met many amazing people and got a lot out of my system. My wanderlust is satisfied and I can now focus on a career with a minimum of distractions. Sating wanderlust has a flipside, though – as I’m 31 and still have roomates. Ladies? Form a line to the left.

Salad: Name someone with whom you have lost touch but would like to reunite.
I am what Malcolm Gladwell refers to as a ‘connector’ – and therefore have a hard time falling out of contact with anybody. But if I do lose touch with someone, there’s usually a very good reason behind it. Like a 500-yard restraining order.

Main Course: What was the tastiest meal you had this past week?
A chicken pot pie at John Harvard‘s would have to take the cake. Tasty, flaky, chickeny goodness. Unfortunately I left my credit card there so I have to return tonight to get it. And I think there might just be another pot pie waiting for me at the end of that Thin Red Line.

Dessert: Use letters in your favorite color to describe your personality.
Ooooh! Let me go grab My Little Pony real quick and I’ll think about it on the way. Quizzlet, please.

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Make Sure You Join The Concord Avian Society.

by admin on March 3, 2005
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Birds. Glorious Birds.

… reads this brand new site’s tagline. And such language might actually seem exciting if we were in England. But the Concord Avian Society is actually a group of guys I went to high school with who spend their weekends watching birds. Yes, the kind that fly – not the kind that hang around in tight Robbie Williams T-shirts waiting for you to buy them pints of bitter. Or ‘my type’ as they’re more commonly known.

Although their consolidation and website are relatively new, these guys have been ‘birding’ for years. When someone first told me this crew had become fowl-fondlers I originally thought they were kidding. Tromping through Walden woods on a Friday night looking for owls sounds like something you’d have to endure after losing a bet. But when you dig a little bit deeper into their modus operandi, the avian attraction becomes more apparent.

“Friday night we will be heading out to Egg Rock in search of a Barred Owl. There will be no booze at this event, unless Cato brings Bud pounders“.

OK, now you’ve gotten my attention. I haven’t raced through the woods with a six-pack of pounders since about 1991. OK – last weekend if we’re splitting hairs. And apparently the society also encourages hazing and deviant sexual activities. I may be in.

“We will head up to Rockport and Gloucester in search of Harlequin Ducks and Razorbills. Please dress accordingly and leave your sarcasm at the door. I’m bringing the Rocky Soundtrack, so if anyone gets out of line you’ll be put through rigorous training… we can catch a lunch of fried clams in Essex where Savage will hit on a barley legal waitress at Woodman’s“.

Now that sounds like a Saturday. Get me a pair of binoculars and some bird-lice talc. I think I’m going to ask Wells if they’ll grant me honorary member status. A wise man once said, “Are you going to chirp all day little birdie, or are you going to peck?” I’m definitely a pecker.

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Online Dating – You Did It. Admit It.

by admin on March 2, 2005
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I’m currently involved in the creation of a new online dating related site. We don’t set people up or write profiles or anything, but instead strive to serve as a survival guide and support group of sorts. There are a team of talented writers involved and I’m handling the technical/marketing aspects. The site is scheduled to launch sometime in May, and I’d like to recruit a little help from everyone if I …may. Did I mention May?

One of the interactive sections we’re going to have will be called “Horror Stories”. It will be a bulletinboard-esque area where people can share their absolute worst online dating experiences. I know a lot of people who read Pye In The Face have dabbled in “The Online Thing” – so get those cringe-worthy tales off of your chest – and help a brother out in the process. Just leave an anonymous comment if your tribulation was particularly degrading.

Did your date arrive with chaperones? Did he ask you to accompany him to the bathroom because the doctor told him he ‘shouldn’t lift anything heavy’? Did her breath burn the paint off your car door? Was he easily distracted when you moved your fork around in a circular motion? Did her wheelchair leave scrape marks on your stairwell? Share.

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Desperate Times Call For Desperate Measures.

by admin on March 1, 2005
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Dealing with a lot today, folks – on many levels. So I was pleasantly surprised by this e-mailed little gem which has had me laughing for 10 minutes now. It’s also refreshing when emails with subject lines like “Best e-mail ever you have to read this LOL!” actually turn out to be funny, as opposed to an angel-related chain letter. Simple things…

This is obviously 2 dead mice from separate traps, with the fornicator’s corpse moved on top of the fornicatee’s corpse: ‘Mousey-Style’. Or is it? They are, after all, among the filthiest of little creatures. I knew mice spread dysentery and the black plague – but necrophilia? I feel like I need to go and take a shower. With a dead chick.

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This Bachelorette Chick Really Sucks.

by admin on February 28, 2005
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I promised my roomate I’d Tivo the last episode of the bachelorette for her while she’s working. I’ve had it open on my monitor tonight as I’ve been working. And it’s been painful. And I feel a strange urge to crank up a showtune while drinking carbonated mineral water which I don’t fully understand. But it’s almost over and I can honestly say – I want to watch Jennifer Schefft die in a boating accident.

She rejected not one, but two proposals tonight. “I want you to know that I was fully committed to this. I want you to know that.” She’s used that phrase 14 times tonight. She’s a shallow, self-centered sow who likes herself an awful lot. “You’re wonderful. You’ve been great to me throughout this whole thing.” The fact that the two dejected bachelors are sitting beside her on the couch right now as opposed to urinating onto her face in tandem is a tribute to their restraint.

Thankfully, someone in the studio audience just stood up and asked her “Without sounding harsh, what is it going to take for you to be satisfied?” (Bear in mind she rejected someone on the bachelor before she was given this, her own show). She declined to answer that, and the next three questions she was asked. She’s truly awful.

If it’s bothered me this much, I have to assume that the legions of loyal women viewers who watch this show must be disappointed too. And that I’m gay. Somewhere, a casting agent is losing their contract with ABC.

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