More things to clink, bizzotch.

First of all, this is a recent picture of Eddie Van Halen:

I found this photo via The Sheila Variations. I have no comment.

Now for some random thoughts and some links I want you to clink:

--My second (and last) ex-girlfriend, Gina, wrote an awesome post on her blog encouraging me to be more gangsta. Check it out. She posted a picture of me with Snoop that is one of my favorite pictures ever. (Thank you, Gina. You're my favorite ex-girlfriend ever.)

--After a bit of research, I've decided that everyone from Vermont is hot.

--Have you seen the Sky TV promo for the next season of The Simpsons? It's been linked to on, like, thousands of blogs already, but I'm linking to it as well because if you like the Simpsons and you haven't seen this, then your life isn't complete. (This is more proof that England is the place to be.)

--I have been really bad about returning emails lately. If you've sent me an email in the last six months or so (no kidding) and I haven't replied, please know that every single day I at least think about replying. (And I am talking to you specifically.)

--I'm sad that Mr. Furley is dead.

--There's a certain phrase that Colleen told me to put on my blog if I wanted to start getting an inordinate amount of hits from all over the world, and my new BFF Bonnie told me that if I put the phrase in one of my posts, then she would tell me a really good story, but, um, here's the thing: the phrase is already in a couple of my comment threads and that alone is getting me many random hits from all over the world and I am scared. Very scared. I do not know why so many people all over the world are googling this two-word phrase and maybe it's because I've never seen this two-word phrase in reality with my own two eyes, but still, I don't want to repeat it here on my blog anymore because I'm already reaping the google hit rewards, if that makes any sense. (Bonnie, do I get to hear the story now?)

--I need someone to give me an HTML lesson: How do you make it so that, when someone holds their curser over one of your links, a floating box appears with a fun little comment that you want to pop up when someone holds a curser over one of your links. You know what I'm talking about?

--I know the band Goldspot through my Tuesday night writing group and they're starting to get big and in the spirit of New Things you should check them out (and if you want to see their new video, clink.)

--After a bit of research, I've decided that there are very few hot people in Orange County. (I refuse to call it "The OC.") (And yes, of course, there are exceptions to this rule, especially if you read my blog and you're in Orange County; I'm just saying that you're few and far between.)

--I was supposed to have a slumber party with Urp tonight and I cancelled on her because I had a crazy amount of work that I needed to do and I just wanted to publicly acknowledge that I suck.

--Oh, and one last thing: Next time a friend or a loved one tries to talk to you through the bathroom door while you're doing your business, the best way to get rid of them is to politely ask them: "Do you think we could have this conversation when poop isn't literally coming out of my butt?"