Sorry for the lack of entry yesterday; Easter kicked my ass (in the best possible way, I promise) and I think I was in bed before 10.
I need to share a few things to get us all through this Monday….
1) It turns out that a whole lotta people responded to that BlogHer survey I had up. Thank you for taking the time! The lovely Elisa Camahort sent me an official-looking summary of the demographic results, and it turns out that y’all are loyal, highly educated, around my age, mostly female, and SO PRETTY. Also, many of you have a lot more money than me. Can I borrow $20?
2) I don’t often pimp my paid gigs here, but check out my post at Ty’s today if you’re interested in buying some cool cartoon artwork for a great cause.
3) Typically I delete my spam mail unread, but yesterday I received two notables. One asked if I was tired of low-quality Chinese and Indian medications (how did they know?) and then promised me only the highest quality goods from “Premier Pharkmacy.” The other is to sell me on some sort of weight-loss thing, but came from “Guacamole A. Pastures,” which for some reason struck me dually as both hilarious and unfair, because I gain weight just READING the word guacamole. So.
4) It’s math enrichment day again. Please pray for me.
That’s funny, I don’t feel pretty.
Good luck with math! They can count avacados today.
The main reason I read your blog, Mir, is because I can always count on you to tell me I’m pretty. Here’s my purse – take what you want!
May the gods of Algebr-y be with you. Oh, and Ben? You are so pretty. Or at least, your inner 30-something highly educated female self is.
I try ever so hard not to notice what is in my spam before I delete it. Why would someone send a menopausal woman any advertisement that promises to ad size? My hips and butt are big enough. I know diets don’t work so why would a pill? That is how I got my first kid? And I’ve got enough problems balancing my own check book, why should you think I could help secure your fund whether they are from Nigeria, China, or Iran?
Ha ha ha! Guacamole A. Pastures! That is so my new favorite name! Too bad I don’t need an alias…
I love guacamole. It’s sooooo good. Now I’m craving some.
Mmmm, guacamole . . .
That’s why I keep coming back. You’ve got the high rollin’ readers I like to rub elbows with!