Yesterday in an email from Shana (hi! Shana) Chuck was compared to Austin Scarlett from “Project Runway.” I’d say Chuck is a dead ringer.
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CK-I know what you mean, I don’t know what sucks up more of my time–blogging, or commenting on Dooce!
Katrina said at 08:23AM, 02.18.2005:
Circus Kelli, I didnâ€™t know we had circle spits here. I knew there were orgies, but not circle spits.
Well, neither did I. Hence, my confusion…
I think Chuck needs a little more BOUFFANT to resemble Austin Scarlett…oh yeah, and maybe a little lip gloss too. Then, the resemblence would be nailed.
BTW…I dont think Austin has balls either
*Just back from breathing into a paper bag*
Okay. So I logged onto Dooce, saw Chuck’s photo, tried to comment….and ACK! Dooce went away! I could NOT get on! And I was scared….no, PETRIFIED that I might have to do ACTUAL WORK at work today. Thank UPPERCASE GOD everything’s alright now.
Bucky, LOVED the poem. Between that and our mutual affection for Tom Lehrer, you are so totally my best friend. Meet ya at the mall, k?
And I’ve never seen Project Runway (we don’t get that channel), but that guy looks prissy. Chuck’s not prissy, is he? Please….tell me Chuck’s not prissy.
“Some of us have to break away with this whole, pesky work thing. Really cramps my daily enjoymentâ€¦”
Don’t I know it. Many days I simply cannot keep up. Wah.
Johnny, I think it’s SOFT dog porn. If it were hardcore, there wouldn’t be a black circle.
Aw, Ern. I’ll pour you an extra tall glass of bourbon. Don’t despair! It’s Friday – party time!
Ewwww – Chuck’s pee pee!
Oh, and if Mouse has been bothering you I sincerely apologize. We have tried everything to keep that damn dog from hassling people, apparantly claiming that we never feed or pet him. All the books say you have to catch them in the act or they don’t know why you’re yelling.
I don’t think anyone is ignoring you, Ern. Some of us *have* to break away with this whole, pesky work thing. Really cramps my daily enjoyment…
Me, I’m looking forward to tequila-thirty in about 3 hours. Not crappy tequila. That makes you bullet-proof and charming. Good, well-distilled tequila that you can sip and smile and feel yourself just sort of melt into the stratolounger.
I guess we won’t be playing Chuck Nut Dooce today. Please, everyone, stop sitting in a circle. We’re going to play Red Rover instead.
part-timer — no, I’ll have to look for it! We have a Yellow Submarine one (not the full soundtrack, but some great songs) and the pastmasters volume II, and Abby Road.
Bucky – thanks, I’m feeling a little better today. The trick is to never be hungry. Unfortunately all food is disgusting, plus I’m stupid and I keep forgetting to eat. But yes, the cuteness helps.
A few minutes ago he ran over to me, grabbed the collar of my shirt and peered down it and said “Oh WOW! You have cool boobies.”
Then he ran back to his game of pretending to be Mouse’s dance teacher. How bad can life be with this going on in my living room??
I thought he was just relaxing in the sun.
there really is something special about the CENSOR graphic
I don’t get why people thought Leta had autism in the first place,she didn’t show any signs whatsoever from what I’ve read on this blog, I’ve worked with autistic babies and they are totally different from Leta…But congrats anyway! And I too get very upset when my daughter needs shots or blood drawn.
He likes to constantly remind his mama that she deprived him of the inner workings of his bits and pieces. He has a look of utter disdain on his face.
Great shot – thanks for the censor – don’t think I could handle (ooer) ‘the dogs danglies’ at this time of the day.
Kaiasmom, you are so right. I have always been baffled by that.
Aw, c’mon Ern, you know we love you too! Pull up a chair and pass yer glass… Ice for you?
Dang cold is a Neil Young fan…!
When I was fourteen my only goal in life was to marry Neil Young. I guess it’s not too late, were both alive and kickin’…
Tunin’ the tuba. . .sounds like a euphemism!
I think I shall stroll outside for a smoke. On workdays, that almost guarantees there will be a new picture here when I get back!
Tiffany — hope you’re feelin’ better today. The singin’ from the cute kid can’t hurt.
I came back because of you, Ern! We love you!
Geez, I need to start my own blog.
I, for one, was not saddened a bit that you took the liberty of censoring Chuck’s package. Not only does he deserve his dignity, but I really don’t want to see Chuck’s package over my morning coffee. Or, honestly anytime of the day, for that matter. I love my animals, but I don’t LOVE my animals.
I don’t know if you are ever going to get to this comment or not Heather. I didn’t read all the comments and I certainly wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t. Goodness.
When my son was born 26+ years ago he was jaundice. Back in those days they had to TAPE across their eyes to keep the â€œbillyâ€ lights out and the skin on his temples was just raw. He was not happy. He had to have blood drawn EVERY DAY from the heels of his feet. We stayed in the hospital for the first five days together, I was breast feeding and I had a one year old at home. Yikes! Anyway, every day from days 5-10 we had to go back to the hospital for the time under the billy lights and to have blood drawn for the jaundice check. On day 10, after watching this go on FOR OVER A WEEK, the person drawing the blood couldnâ€™t get enough to come out of his heel to fill the little glass tube because his heel was a mass of scabs and bruises so she kept smashing and smashing his foot between her fingers. OMG. I finally told her that was enough and if she didnâ€™t cut it out I was going to come over there and make her bleed. She stopped. It was awful.
I can still remember going in that same month, both of my children were born in July and they are a year apart, and my baby girl getting strapped down in a â€œpapooseâ€ holder so they could give her shots and draw blood for her one year check. She was screaming so loud and I was so upset and pregnant they made me leave the room. Hearing her distress almost made me come undone. They were worried the stress of it would put me into labor right there.
There is nothing worse than your child going through pain. You donâ€™t qualify if it is good pain or bad pain, little pain or big pain; it is just pain and it is awful. You are right to be upset and if people donâ€™t like it tell them to SUCK IT.
I’m glad I have so many fans.
Chuck is way more handsome than that “guy”. For one, he isn’t cross-eyed.
I haven’t read the dicussion going on here, but I would just like to say that LETA DOES NOT HAVE AUTISM!!! Hooooorrrrraaayyyy!!!
That’s all. Oh, and she is precious. Honk!
Oh Chuck, dear sweet chuck why’re your dangly bits dangling in the picture?? Don’t you know you make mama haveta photoshop said dangly bits to make them presentable for public?
Damn those Project Runway marathons… and I was doing so well… I am so weak.
Thanks Katie. Sniffle.
Katrina, I read that as stop SPITTING in a circle and thought “Huh?”
Sorry. Cinnamon toast with raisins anyone?
Where are his pearls?
Sure, I talk to emptiness, but KBBAW comes back and everyone jumps out of the corners!
-college student who decided to delurk today-
Is chuck sulking? he looks like my dog does when she sulks. i have a picture of her on my site, if anyone wants to see.
Personally I think we should all just have a cup of coffee and sing Kumbayah.
But then I’m a big liberal who just wants us ALL TO GET ALONG.
*passes the coffee*
I have scientific proof that men can think with their balls. Maybe it’s the same for dogs.
I could totally see Chuck in pearls. He is nothing if not tasteful and understated.
Trance — can we do the polka version of Kumbayah? I’d be into that.
I know! It is really quiet. Usually when I am away for five minutes there are twenty comments to read through. I keep refreshing my browser and see the same comments staring at me. Maybe everyone is going home early on Friday and getting drunk. I could use some bourbon and water right now. Mmmm.
Dogs danglies?! hee hee
*All together now!*
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I don’t think Chuck is sulking. I think he’s being all “sexy with his eyes” an shit…
BFE, that’d work.
*tunes up tuba*
Here we go with seersucker again. The funny part is, the guy whose office the porn music is wafting from is the one I talked about who dons seersucker once in a while. And he laughs sort of like Mutley.
Spoony, I know I’m your bride and all, but. . .
Did you not see the fine print in the license that states that I am not compelled to give up my sluttery, even for the bonds of unholy mattressmony with you?
tiffany- do you have the “all you need is love” CD of the Beatles? We have that one… I love it.
All together now!
Well, I’m bailing early too, since it’s Friday. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do this weekend, Doocelings! (BTW, that leaves it pretty wide open.)
Tomorrow I want you to write a history poem on Hiroshima, but nothing too faggy. -Mr. Noblet
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