I've never been a good hostess. There will be no gifts for my guests and I'm out of ice. Still, please stay. Put your keys in the bowl by the door; trust me, if will be fun at the end of the night.
Thanks to everyone who participated in today's Carnival of the Mundane. You should host one. Invite me. Make little snacks and hire a real bartender. I'll be there.
Many submissions made me feel vomity. Tammy, who usually has delicious recipes, has turned me off of Moussaka for ever. I'm not sure that I've ever had Moussaka, but I'm pretty sure that I went to high school with him. Moussaka Jones. He never had me. I'm not a big fan of girlie drinks, but I've never been opposed to librarians until Postmodern Sass threw in this one.
Matt has been documenting the mundane for years. I think of Matt as a scientist of the mundane. Thanks for the multi-media, Matt. Archie's got my back, and I've got his font. Fringes felt special that I had extended an exclusive invitation to participate in the Carnival. Sorry, but it's not the first time anyone has felt special because of me. See her other firsts here.
Dallas has a portal in his computer that is sucking him in. He does not have a supermodel sucking him in. Ms. Mamma hasn't been laid in a long time. I'm happy that she chose my place to advertise. Miss Britt told me all about her vagina in ways that have disturbed me deeply and profoundly. Puss and her inner-vamp submitted an item about Ms. Hilton. What could be more mundane than anything having to do with Ms. Hilton?
Kiyotoe (who does not have a mundane bone in his body), doesn't trust any of us and is prepared to defend his friends and family in case we get out of hand. Lee wrote about French cuffs, but only because I scare her. I appreciate that in Lee. I didn't even have to threaten her with bodily harm. Fairmaiden hasn't murdered anyone in the laundry room yet, but it's only a matter of time before someone gets stuffed in a dryer. I haven't stuffed anyone in the dryer either, but I have stuffed my bra. Mad Kane submitted an item about bras. Speaking of racks, 123Valerie blogs drunk and writes about shoes. She knows the way to my heart. Another way into my tiny heart is to write about the Transformers. Nance, you've gotten me all excited for the movie.
Michael got his butt groove back...and it was cleaner than when he last felt it. Briliant Donkey wrote something about memories, but I can't remember what it was. Andy wrote about the magical fruit. Webmiztris has stinky glasses. Somebody, please send her a set of glassware. While you're at it, please send Stephanie some screens. If you're still paying attention, please send me some vodka.
I will drink beer with Lizza any day of the week, but if she invites me to breakfast with her friends, I'll pass. Unless they're having mimosas, then I'll be there. Reflecting Pool says things during the course of her day that I have never uttered before. I can't believe that she can make it through a day without asking the question, "can I have my panties back?" even one time.
Mystic Wing reminded me that not only do I need a hobby, but I need leisure time too. Now, I keep thinking about what the Hell I'm going to do with my leisure time, which seems to go against the whole point of leisure time. Token and Mystic Wing must be drinking the same Kool-Aid. She sent me a piece on leisure time too. Kuri is a big guy. He could be a boxer. His post makes me think that maybe he is challenging me. I am not afraid. First, he will have to catch me. Love Monkey isn't a boxer, but I am a little afraid that she will creep into my home late at night armed with plastic bags and kitty litter.
Go visit a few new blogs, will ya? I need a corn dog and a beer.
UPDATE: I am an a$$. How could I have left out Avitable? You simply must read about his first time. Av, please forgive me.
UPDATE2: NWJR is late. I will not publicly shame him because he knows people in sanitation services and that scares me.