What happened to the argyle?

I didn't even know Adam Brody could grow that much facial hair.

MUJI MUJI MUJI

For anyone who's heard the story of my mom finding A's condom in the trash, and my convoluted explanation that I'd accidentally bought it in Japan thinking it was an eyemask, this is the generic Japanese product line with minimal package markings that I was talking about in that excuse.

perhaps another clue

And I've been so proud of the fact that I don't need a man, that I can take care of myself just fine, thanks. Maybe, as Muffy said, that's the problem.

baby boomlet

With pride, I can say that I've talked several childless couple friends into reconsidering, for all the reasons Prudence lists, and several more. Just yesterday, I got more joyous news that another set of happy, healthy and wise friends have changed their childless stance (though I take no credit for the decision in their case).

What remains a mystery to me is why the Fates have decided that I should remain barren. Since a very young age, I've always been the most maternal person anyone had ever met, and all my college friends predicted that I'd be the first to have kids. So as much as it thrills me each time a friend procreates, and I get to be "Auntie" to one more adorable budding genius, it still breaks my heart a little each time too.

Of course, I've resisted the marriage part of the equation for years,and I'm not the type to get knocked up without a plan, so if I get really rational about it, it's all perfectly clear. And maybe the Fates thought it would be better for me to be sharing the love with all those kids I'm Auntie to, instead of limiting it to my own brood. Still, sigh....

for all the LJLs out there

That would be LiveJournal Lovers, and you know who you are...

The most fabulous Randomness has syndicated this here blog. So if you really prefer to do all your social reading in the LJ format, now you can.

(This raised an issue for a bit, though, until I better understood how LJ works, when I thought he was revealing my Maggie-ness to those who know me in the wet world. So kids, if you knew what I look like before you saw that sketch over there, please remember that not everyone has met Maggie, and let me make those introductions on my own. My coworkers, for example, have no need to know about my circus stunts, you know?)

later, baby

Sweetie, I love you, really I do, always have. But when you finally decide that you're ready to grow up, I might not be waiting anymore.

In praise of Vince Vaughn

This man also has a vodka drink named after him:

"He's borderline beefy, has a recessed hairline that only McConaughey could envy, and has no discernible aesthetic appeal, and yet, when he speaks, he can melt more panties than a Lilith Fair concert in a hot Smith College auditorium."

When I was there, Chris Isaacs melted our panties in the auditorium. Never thought I'd be comparing those two...

Any takers?

Keanu Reeves says he wants to get married. I've seen him in person, at an East Village restaurant, and he's not bad. No George Clooney, of course, but that's a high goal.

Seriously, was I the only one who didn't know that he lost a child and a female S.O. a few years ago? Am I really old school for still thinking of that David Geffen boy toy story?

give the devil his advanced payment

So today is the much-touted 06-06-06 date, and all sorts of terrible things are supposed to happen -- like the release of Ann Coulter's latest book and a really bad horror movie remake.

And yet, not to jinx anything, but I'm having a way better day today than I did, oh, yesterday for example. I came home last night, burst into tears for really wussy reasons, and curled up on the couch with Arrested Development, unable to cope with anything more complicated.

Today, the worst of it so far (knock wood) is less-than-perfect hair. And the office DJ just started up a devil-themed playlist -- "Sympathy for the Devil," "Running with the Devil," "Devil Went Down to Georgia" -- that is totally making us all giggle.

Just to play it safe, I snoozed the alarm until 6:00 this morning, to add a fourth 6 to the list and diffuse the impact. Maybe I should leave work at precisely 6 tonight to keep it going...