a perfect ad

Though I believe it'd be better without the tagline.

so I guess it's not perfect. Though lovely indeed!

"Different parts of the picture highlight the same frame "

a Tuesday jam.

Layoffs, round 2.

So, given the nature of the economy, our company had the hard task of making more cuts. We are now even more streamlined than before. When push comes to shove and the work starts rolling in, we'll see how well we stay above water with our reduced numbers!

I've learned a two things about layoffs and work in this process:

1. I'm friends with my coworkers. And seeing them leave is a crappy feeling.

2. When people get laid off, they leave behind old pens...and their trusty lunchroom cup.

Last year, Davers, my favers, was one of the cuts made. I ate lunch with him every day. We laughed and giggled and said pervy things and laughed some more and brainstormed together and hung out outside of work and laughed. and laughed. the day he got let go I was in shock. I didn't even know what to say or do. So I didn't say or do anything. Like a big baby. The next morning I walked in and he had left his pink cup (which he used EVERY day) on my desk. It was everything I could do not cry. I missed my friend already. Sadface.

I've been using his cup ever since.

Last week, my amiga Jessie got let go. After Dave left, I started eating lunch with a few different people. One of them was Jessie. Over the last year we've become buds as well...and have enjoyed talking about wedding details together (as she's getting married next month). She was my partner on almost every project I ever worked on. I wrote. She designed. 'Nuff said. Well last week, to everyone's shock, she was unexpectedly cut. After she left, I went to fill Dave's pink cup in the lunch room. I needed to wet my whistle.
Lo and behold. Her cup was by the sink. Ugh. Wrenching.


It seems I've learned a third thing.

3. Never eat lunch with me. Or you'll be next.

Well, I'm doing it again.

I'll be participating in the Breast Cancer 3-Day Walk this November in San Diego. Over 3 days, I'll walk 60 miles with thousands of people, including my amazing team: Too Sexy!

I walked it last year and it was amazing. With the support of my much-stronger-than-me team, I limped through all 60 miles. And, for some odd reason, signed up again as my team's captain. Call me crazy, but it's such a great cause.

I've agreed to raise at least $2300 in donations, though I hope to raise a lot more with your help. I barely made my goal last year and I'm starting early with the fundraising harassment this time around :)

The proceeds of the walk will support breast cancer research, education, and treatment through Susan G. Komen for the Cure and the National Philanthropic Trust Breast Cancer Fund.

This year, someone very special to me has been touched by Breast Cancer. Matt, my fiance, recently found out that both his aunt and his mom had been diagnosed. His aunt is in recovery and his mom is undergoing intense chemo to beat it. She's very strong and I know she'll become one of the many survivors. For them, for him, for everyone else....that's why I'm walking.

Any donation will go to this great cause and hopefully a cure. Please help out. Whether it's a small donation, a pledge of 50 cents a mile, or a $10 donation for each day--I will make my goal with your help.

My personal fundraising site can be found at:
http://tinyurl.com/MonicaWalks

You can donate there or call 800.996.3DAY to donate over the phone.

I promise I'll write you a really nice thank you note. :) Otherwise, you'll be getting a couple friendly reminders to donate until the walk is here.

Breast cancer will affect 1 in 8 women in their lifetime. And this year alone, almost 2000 men will be diagnosed. Breast cancer knows no gender, age, or family history. For more information on the walk and the disease, please visit the3day.org.

Otherwise just stop by my page with your support:

http://tinyurl.com/MonicaWalks

eagles are big...and scary

A friend of mine, one Ms Perry, used to work at a raptor center with and around large birds. Eagles. Enormous. Sure they look cool in the sky, but I'm pretty sure they would kill me if I were to enter their domain.

Particularly the golden eagle. Did you know they are 3 feet tall?? Ya. Three feet tall. Keep your small children and teacup dogs inside. An attack is imminent

Bald eagles aren't AS big, but still creepy. That being said, check out these awesome pictures of a bald eagle catching it's pray mid-air.

Awe. Some.


"This tiny starling didn't stand a chance after a hungry bald eagle chose it as a mid-air snack. This incredible sequence of pictures shows the enormous bird of prey closing in on its target."

no B.O. to stop my charm!

Why aren't advertisements what they used to be? This is brilliant. A doe-eyed woman, eager to please her potential mate, is brought to tears when he is not interested. How could this be?

Oh, right. Her armpits smell. Gross.

Excellent messaging as well as a perfect execution of make-you-feel-inadequate-so-you-buy-our-product.

Loves.


via copyranter

i hate blog spammers

truly.

i have to go in an delete comments at least once a day. spam comments. visit my porn site. take this survey. go to this virus page. etc.

but, one of the 4 spam comments i received today was fantastic:

"Some may feel squeamish about eating it, but rabbit has a fan base that grows as cooks discover how easy they are to raise — and how good the meat tastes."

mmmmm. you wascally wabbit!

National Grammar Day!

Rejoice, oh grammarians! Today is National Grammar Day. How did I not know this until just now?? I would have made a cake, or a steak. Something!

But, in the event I had a day where my love of grammar would be utilized...I had saved this comic for just such an occasion:


Exxxxxcelllleeennntttt.

i cant take my eyes off of this

dogs = awesome.
i want one.