Anyone got any matches?

A couple days ago I sat down, camcorder in hand, ready to watch previous Christmas videos on the big screen. I figured it'd be fun because I used to like watching the ones from when I was really little, so I put in Christmas of 2001. From the bottom of my heart, I am truly sorry to everyone who was irritated by ten year old me. To make a long, useless story short (aren't you proud Daddy?) Christmas 2001 was a gigantic blow to my self esteem. The immediate family has agreed that the last one alive will burn those tapes, as many of them have had a similar experience with some other Christmas video, but I'm just not sure why we're waiting.

My Polls are a Nuisance

Hooray everyone, let's, once again, go vote for Ironic Chef. Shawna has demanded representation, so, being the kind sister that I am, I have created a new poll with Shawna included. Perhaps this incredibly kind doing of mine will inspire her to return my polka dot tank top that I have been searching for for several weeks. Probably not, but maybe.

Human Tetris

I was home sick the other day and watching the Ellen show, because Ellen DeGeneres is amazing. Anyway, she showed a clip of this game show, and it was absolutely fantastic. If you're thinking it can't be that great and you have no intention of clicking the link I am so kindly providing all of you with below, just hear me out: The whole game is people in metallic silver body suits trying to fit through shapes that are coming towards them. Even better, if they don't contort themselves into said shape and make it through the wall, they're pushed into a pool of water. Honestly, I'm not sure why we don't have this in America. I truly feel that in our society, we can appreciate people in absurd outfits embarrassing and injuring themselves just as much if not more than the Japanese do.

Enjoy.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=xPFZl59_OZ4

Poor Rex

I never thought this would happen, but I actually feel bad for Heather's chihuahua Rex. Yes, I truly do have sympathy for the rat-like little creature that pees on my floor (and when he's really feeling nice, my bed) whenever he visits. And I really didn't think Heather could possibly make me like the chihuahua more than her, but she made his first Halloween an embarrassment, so I feel for the little man. But I guess after his Halloween costume, he hardly qualifies as a man. I don't even know what he was supposed to be, but I know he was in a dress. A little pink and black dress with ribbons. Treasure Princess something or other? Whatever it was, it was just cruel. And all Heather had to say for herself was that by the time she got around to shopping for his costume, there were only girl dog costumes left. So as I understand the situation, Rex had to pay dearly for his mother's procrastination with the Halloween costume purchase. Poor guy. No one deserves that, not even the Satan-like rodent that is my sister's dog. I would begin a custody battle, however I really don't feel like it's worth the effort... he did pee on my belongings for the first several months of his life. Oh wait, he still does. But still, I genuinely hope that his mother has learned her lesson: If you're going to dress up your dog, at least dress him up in something that leaves him with some dignity.