Smells Like Blank Spirit (Or, Overheard)

GAY MAN: Are you sure those two guys are gay?

WOMAN: Um...yeah. Both are wearing enough cologne to cripple the perfume counter at Saks.

GAY MAN: Gays don't wear cologne like that anymore.

WOMAN: Well, those cunts do.

Out There on the Ice (Or, A Haiku)

It's mildly insane of me...but despite November's cold weather, I haven't been able to give up iced coffee for its hot and (in my opinion) thoroughly useless yet seasonally-appropriate cousin regular coffee.

That said, a romantic haiku:

It's cold baby, cold
I won't dump you like a trick
All I want is ice

Two Ho Tuesday (Or, Get Some)

Yes, yes, yes.

Ho, ho, ho.

Despite being down for the count with this blog (who's she, anyway?), I felt compelled to share these two hoedowns.

Below: Lykke Li's video for Get Some (hat tip: G) - featuring the best line of any song in recent memory - "I'm a prostitute...and you gon' get some"



And...way below: New York State's new Semi-First Lady Sandra Lee presents her favorite "Oceanbreeze" Tidy Bowl cocktail...inspired by a visit to her local "Aquorium". While Albany will undoubtedly remain corrupt with our new Governor, it will at least be well-lubricated while the not-quite-Mrs. Andrew Cuomo is in the passenger seat.