A deal at twice the price!

Parker Posey is one of my favorite actresses.

Her performance in A Mighty Wind is one I can watch over and over and over.
You might ask yourself, who ever watched that show Return of Jezebel James? It was me, I watched Return of Jezebel James.

I will watch anything she does.

She’s put together a video for the Emmy’s and in typical Parker Posey fashion, it is hilarious and in my own fashion, I’ve watched it a couple of times already.

Enjoy.

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It’s SNL review time!

Went to Memphis this weekend. Had a great time. Went out on Friday night and was still feeling the effects of the worst hangover in the history of the universe on Sunday night.

While I was trying to keep the Reaper at bay- I wrote this review of this week’s Saturday Night Live premiere.

Check it out.

http://grizzlybomb.com/2012/09/17/snl-38-1-seth-macfarlanefrank-ocean-review/

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The ironbunny takes another step in her path to world wide domination by writing for Grizzlybomb.
She will now stop talking in 3rd person because frankly, that’s just creepy.

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Good to remember most days

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ISRAEL!

Did that catch your attention?
Well hang on to your ass, Fred for it’s time for pictures from Israel.

If you didn’t know, my sister and her family moved to Tel Aviv right after Easter. Mrbunny and I wasted no time in going to visit them and it was by far one of the coolest trips I’ve ever taken.

We hit the ground running, making our way down to the beach the evening we arrived.

I loved the little sailboat in their town crest or whatever it is.

There was a huge concert at the beach after some road race that afternoon.

Slept like the dead that night and the next day we hit up the grocery store (after a huge falafel with more hummus than you can shake a stick at)

and I stuck my nephew in a basket.

And the beach
Niece and I planning our takeover of the universe

while nephew played in the sand with Uncle Mrbunny

 

The next day was a bit of a blur. I started off sort of okay but was feeling a bit off. So we stopped at the drug store and a little convenience store where I picked up ginger ale, coke, tums, and sprite. Got in the car and my sister commented “throwing everything you’ve got at it huh?”
Yes.

Alas it was to no avail because I ended up puking in the parking lot of Appolonia National Park.
No one can accuse me of being a quitter though, because I proceeded to hike my ass up to that fort and enjoy it as much as I could in the oppressive heat.

Yikes, looking a little rough.
This place was really cool though.

 

I should have taken a picture of my sister’s guest room because that is where I spent the rest of the day, sleeping.

But with a new day came a renewed feeling of “I can tackle the world” and we were off to Cesaera. This place was just amazing. It was a mix of restaurants, art galleries, and ancient ruins. You know, the normal kind of thing.

 

 

I was struck by this good example of old versus new.

 

Nephew enjoyed it.Niece had a good time walking through the thousands year old buildings (what is left of them obviously)

 

There was a hippodrome for all your Ben Hur needs.

A random wave I stood for quite awhile to get a good picture of.

And of course, apple pie. Or pai. Close enough.

The next day Mrbunny and I jumped on a bus for two days at the Dead Sea and Jerusalem, but those pictures will have to wait because this is already a huge post and I’m tired of uploading pictures!

I’ll leave you with this shot of boys playing in the Jewish Quarter of Old City, Jerusalem.

 

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The one in which I kill my husband

If you didn’t know, mrbunny works from home. 
I (obviously) also work/write from home.

For a long time, I used the back bedroom as an office while mrbunny sat at the dining room table.

We’ve gone and sold the dining room table so he’s been using a little folding table in front of the tv in the den. Tiring of that, he set up a table in the empty formal living room.

Yesterday as I was going to set the table back up in my office (we’d been using it for garage sales at a friend’s house) he says “hey why don’t you set up in the living room with me? We can work side by side. I can have a suitemate of my sweet mate.”
No really, he did say that.

I said yes, picturing how we could get a big squishy comfy couch in that back bedroom and have a dark room in which to properly watch movies. Some people dream of large closets or bathrooms, not I; I want a home theatre so badly I can taste it. It tastes like fountain Dr. Pepper and movie theatre popcorn, in case you were wondering.

It has been less than 24 hours and already I want to kill him.
Or at the very least, maim him.

We started off fine. Working in peace, side by side. The very picture of marital harmony.

Twenty minutes later, the printer, located on my table, starts going.

The paper ejected from that printer simply says “Bite Me”.

He is nothing if not eloquent.

The rest of the evening was uneventful, nonproductive on my end, but uneventful nonetheless.

Wake up this morning, take the dogs out, fix a cup of coffee, head to my computer.
It should be noted that when I was setting up my desk I told mrbunny, “now the first time you point out that I’m “slacking” because I’m staring at the wall or the computer screen, or dancing in my chair, or playing a game… I will punch you in the nuts because that’s not slacking, that’s more likely me trying to work out a problem in my story and getting my mind off of it works best.”  He nodded, whether out of agreement or fear for the family jewels, I don’t know nor care.

Back to this morning, sit down and the first thing my lovely husband does is look at his watch and point out that I’m late, accompanied with the biggest shit eating grin you’ve ever seen.
I know he is a smart man but there are times where I do wonder.

He is wisely quiet for a good while until the UPS man comes.

Mrbunny has a problem with buying the most random and useless crap. And he usually buys it after much studying and research. 
Today’s package was no different.

It was speakers and a subwoofer. For his ipod. For when he sits at his computer. 

I have headphones on and all of a sudden I feel the floor as it shaking to the soulful sounds of Digital Underground and the Humpty Dance.
Eloquent and impeccable taste in music.

My “shut it off or die” look didn’t take hold until after the entire neighborhood and I were treated to a very loud sampling of “Rhythm is a Dancer”.
Like I said, impeccable taste in music.

Thankfully he did turn off the music after he assured me that we would both love it. 
Jury is still out.

Day goes on, quite uneventfully. Mechanic place calls and says our Jeep is ready to be picked up. So we head out.
On our drive home, mrbunny tells me he has the perfect idea.
He says, “You should name your book Hobbit Pussy. People will buy it just out of curiosity.”

If I’m not in jail in the next few days, look for Hobbit Pussy in bookstores near you, winter of 2013.

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A poem

By, me.

There is a duck outside my window.
He stands at attention,
and quacks in loud alarm.

I do not know for what he quacks;
perhaps it is to charm.

All I do know that if he continues
his noise producing ways,
I will be powerless against the urge
to cause him horrible pain. 

So to you dear offensive window dwelling duck,
I offer this plea;
Cease your obnoxious clatter, 
Or I will be forced to fuck your shit up.

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