Every time I mention Ed Hardy I get awesome feedback.
Remember the Ed Hardy car?
Well, The Association is always working hard to fix all things wrong with the world.
Starting with ED HARDY deep v-neck shirts with rhinestones and glitter made for MEN.
But maybe these guys JUST DON’T KNOW how gay bad they look.
Maybe no one told them?
Apparently a reader/friend (Hey Roxanne!) agreed and thought I should design a bumper sticker to inform them.
And I have solved other pressing problems in the world like bra straps and butt cracks with this business card.
At this rate I should be on Ellen/Oprah/Dr.Phil pretty soon.
(I love them in that order)
Click here to read…
Clearly these are big issues to Association readers.
The business card post? Is my all-time most popular post.
Gets hundreds and hundreds of hits everyday.
Maybe I should actually print these and sell them?
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* Photo note: Not my car. My car is clean, waxed and perfect at all times.
Yorba Linda Country Club, California
The funny thing about Southern California is while it is usually 90 degrees on Christmas it can very easily be cloudy and a cool 65 degrees on the first day of Summer vacation. Newscasters around here like to call it ‘June Gloom’. But it never stops my kids from diving right in to Summer.
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(A SkyWatch photo submission)
“Instead of bowling, Janie decided to entertain the on-lookers with her Irish Jig across the lanes.”
Perhaps inspired by Alice, I have made plans to go BOWLING on a date night with my husband and another couple. I have never really officially bowled before. Oh I have put on the shoes, ordered a beer and even picked out a ball. But I just sorta hovered around and kept letting other people take my turn. But for some reason I have this URGE to bowl this weekend. Now where is my red and white checked skirt for the night? Gosh I hope it isn’t at the dry cleaners with my aprons and party dresses.
UPDATE: Concourse Bowl in Anaheim? They wanted $40 an hour per lane with a 2 hour/ 2 lane minimum. So that is $160 bucks to go bowling! And the reservation girl actually thought she was helping the situation by saying ‘but shoe rental is included’ (which are all of $2.00 according to their site) So I called Lucky Strike in Orange. And I called and I called. NO ANSWER at all. So I twittered them. I emailed them. And now I am waiting. And while I am waiting I called good ol’Yorba Linda Bowl. No fancy sound system or neon lights and the decor at Yorba Linda Bowl is pretty much in a time warp from 1978 but guess what? They answered my call on the FIRST ring and while they don’t take lane reservations…they did tell me it is all of $5.00 a game. So Concourse Bowl? You are officially on my INSANE list. And yes, I have a list.
Okay the suspense is killing me.
Can anyone please tell me WHAT the top secret Christmas-tree shaped project is??? What could it be?
One of Marie’s dolls? How about plans for another creepy brother-sister talk show come back?
Maybe it is the book of Mormon as told by Father Osmond.
Oh someone tell me!
In an attempt to distance themselves from their Uncle Castro back in Cuba, the sisters added the ‘De-‘ to their last name when they came to America.
The helmet hair and bushy eyebrow trend can only be considered passive revenge for the whole Bay of Pigs thing.
We retaliated with The Jonas Brothers.
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Orange County, California
It was game 3 of the Little League playoff championship and we came prepared to show our spirit. While our Tucker warmed up for the big game, Jack was put in charge of decorating the stands. And this big brother is just as invested in this baseball team as Tucker. He has attended all 25+ games and a million more practices willingly. He has carried bat bags, chairs and blankets. He has made runs to the snack shack for sodas and pretzels. He has helped to set up the field and clean up the dugout.
And through it all he has shown 100% support for his sport loving little brother.
And then they WON.
Jack was as excited as the team. He jumped. He shouted he lifted his brother into the air.
Tucker’s win was Jack’s win.
Because they are brothers.
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I am one of those stupid people who actually open up their mass produced fortune cookie after Chinese food with the hope that it will contain actual wisdom passed down to me from Buddha himself. In my HEAD I know they are just made up stupidness printed at a factory in San Francisco, but part of me thinks ‘if God WANTED to get a secret message to me, this would be a perfect way to do it!’. yeah, I know. I am lame. So when I opened the first one I smiled….
And decided this was most certainly a message sent to me about the upcoming BlogCrush Blogger Ball. I mean it says GLAMOUR right in it!!! So then I went and pushed my luck and opened another one (hey they are fat-free ya know), and that was when I found this little tidbit of depression….
I mean seriously Fortune Cookie guy, what the heck? How the hell is this inspiring? How does this tell my fortune? It sounds like someone let Martha Stewart into your factory and she decided to remind us all the benefits of good time management. Well, knock it off Martha. After all, I have ‘glamour and excitement’ coming my way. And it might be coming SATURDAY. I don’t want to be too busy doing CHORES to miss it now do I?
Even though Elna had added the blue ribbon, Rigmor knew it was her old ‘Hot-Dog-on-a-Stick’ hat.
And no matter how hard she sat and prayed it was still there when she opened her eyes.
“How would anyone take their music seriously with a hat like that?” she thought.
Something had to be done about Elna’s rock star attitude.
‘Pray harder’ thought Rigmor.
PRAY HARDER.
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8: 47 PM ~ Newport Beach, California
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It was a long shot. Literarily. A photo taken on faith.
It was all but totally dark, and I stood on the Newport pier next to the night fisherman setting up for the evening. As I watched them cast their lines with glowing lures to guide the way I leaned against the pier railing. I steadied myself as much as possible, took a deep breath and clicked. The exposure time was LONG so I knew as long as I didn’t breath I might be able to stay still enough to capture this view. See the black specks at the shore line in the water? Night swimmers, who I deemed must be INSANE to be in the cold water on a night like this. As I headed back to the parking lot I saw these people drying off and packing their stuff into their car with a Nevada license plate. I imagined this was the first time they had visited the ocean, and they wanted to get the most out of their day here. Even if it meant braving the crashing waves in the dark.
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