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Neighbor I wasn't quite sure why I watched Mister Rogers' Neighborhood. It didn't make me excited the way Electric Company did, but I would still watch. I know I liked the part when he put on his sweater and tied his sneakers. I think my dad used to do something similar. I know when I was really young, I was under the impression that my dad and Mister Rogers were friends. I thought maybe they worked together. After all, he had to be coming from somewhere when he came through that door. But I didn't think about it too much.
Was there a part at the end when he'd put his jacket back on and walk out again? I can't remember. Probably because I couldn't imagine where he would be going, or that he'd go anywhere else at all.
pounded out by Wendy at 8:27 PM
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The ultimate guy fantasy The other day I got a spam email with a subject line that read, I WISH YOU HAD LAGER BREASTS. I figured it was a typo, but maybe it isn't.
Yeah, yeah: blog, blog. Really, I'm putting up a journal entry soon.
pounded out by Wendy at 6:47 PM
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I am big in Sweden and
I party with reality show stars On Monday a reader from Sweden emailed me and mentioned that a feminist magazine there had run a little piece about this site. "But I'm sure you already knew that," she said. Actually, I hadn't known! It must have been at least a little while ago, because I'm told they used one of my karaoke pictures, which haven't been on the site since just before New Year's. Hee. The reader who wrote in will send me the clipping, but if anyone else in Sweden would like to tell me more, let me know.
In other news, Sunday night I went to the final episode party of High School Reunion at the Landmark Arts Gallery; it also sort of wound up being Summer Zandrew's engagement party, since the big surprise was having her boyfriend propose to her on the show. Summer was cool enough to invite me and then take this picture:
I'm, you know, the one on the right.
My recap of the final epsiode should be up on Television Without Pity very soon.
pounded out by Wendy at 4:19 PM
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Thanks to both Yvette and Rog, who wrote in within a half hour of each other, both with the same excellent solution explained two slightly different ways to make it, well, even clearer. Woo!
pounded out by Wendy at 5:11 PM
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Oh, for fuck's sake ALL I am trying to do is find the code that will enable me to do the following:
1. Click on a link and
2. open up a new window with a picture in it.
2a. Just A LITTLE WINDOW! The SAME SIZE as the PICTURE!
2b. And with NO SCROLL BARS! Or BUTTON TOOLBARS or STATUS BARS or ANYTHING! Because I don't need them! Because it's just a LITTLE WINDOW! See 2a! God!
I've seen these simple little windows thousands of times but when I try to actually find out how to make them all I can find are scripts for making pop-ups that jump around and change size and close after ten seconds and sing The Devil Went Down To Georgia. Does anyone just know how to do this? Write me if you do. It's not really an urgent thing, and I did find one method that sort of works, but I know there's a better, probably simpler way--and knowing that despite my best efforts I can't find out how to do it is driving me fucking nuts. I should warn you that if you respond just to tell me, "oh, I don't know either but here's a handy reference site!" I'll probably hiss and spit at you.
pounded out by Wendy at 2:26 PM
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I KISS YOU! 
Please don't mind me. Every couple of years or so I think it's hilarious to celebrate Valentine's Day with KISS.
Man, that codpiece. It's gonna put someone's eye out.
I promise I'll be back to posting regularly soon!
pounded out by Wendy at 9:47 AM
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Where's Wendy? She's been all sick this week. Her throat's hurting like a motherfucker and her voice has a quality that's either froggy or sultry, or both, depending on what turns you on. In previous weeks she hasn't been sick, but her car broke down spectacularly in the middle of that cold snap that made snivelling pussies out of us all. But she did get a new starter, and she also took apart her entire transmission to dig out the little piece of the broken starter that apparently fell in there. Well, actually, she didn't take her entire car's transmission apart herself, she paid some nice person to do it, but it was expensive enough to make her brain tired enough to think she did it single-handedly.
No, she doesn't know why she is referring to herself in the third person. NyQuil probably has something to do with all ths.
In case you're feeling sorry for her, remember she did get to see Neil Finn for free. Neil was very good for her sore throat, but it would have felt even better had he played something from the Rain soundtrack.
Wendy really will be back one day and will put up entries in her journal. You do know that, right? She's just had a lot of other demands such as the Television Without Pity recaps, and her day job, and, oh! she has a piece coming out in BUST and she was working on that for a while, and well, see, she's just very, very drained. But you'll see a lot more of her in March.
Oh, were you just wondering when the next High School Reunion is going up? Why aren't you on the mailing list for that? You should be. Well, it'll only be two more weeks of the show, but still.
pounded out by Wendy at 7:30 AM
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