Archive for February, 2008

But I didn’t have time to clean up!

So, you know when your dinner guests show up at your doorstep when you’re still cooking dinner, and dishes are pilling up everywhere and you didn’t have time to make the bed or put away all the dirty socks in the living room? Yeah… Turns out I’m hosting Carnival of the Green on Monday, and this blog is a mess!

So anyway, if you have an environmental themed post this week you’d like to show off, send me a link and short summary until Sunday. You can use my contact form or email carnivalofthegreen at gmail. Please to include the words “Carnival submission” in the subject line.

Oh and you just HAVE to watch this video, it’s hilarious… in a creepy, disturbing-because-it’s-true kind of way. Other than my weekly Friday Linkfest, that’s the extent of my posts on Celsias this month. I know, color me pathetic.

February 28, 2008 at 3:40 pm Leave a comment

Bless google search terms

Preface:

Dearest ClosetReaders, I know I am one big disappointment to you because of my constant disappearing tricks. Let me assure you, this blog will get back on track in 2 or 3 months, and then I will fulfill all my broken promises to you (I’d link to them, but they are so many) and this blog will be totally awesome.

Until then, I really can’t commit to anything more than a post here or there. If you want to be sure you don’t miss my rare spurts of brilliance, I strongly recommend you subscribe to the ClosetFeed or the ClosetEmail. Realistically, I won’t be cluttering your mailbox any time soon. In the meantime, here’s a little something for your amusement. I started writing it months ago. Chile, lets see if I can top your b00bs with this one.

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Yeah, I know every blogger in the bloggyverse has done a post about google search terms. And somehow, I haven’t… until now! Which is a shame, because you wouldn’t believe the things people type in google. Unless you have a blog. And cool stats that tell you what have crazy folks been googling. So today is your lucky day.

I mean, some of the things make sense, I’ve written about Diva Cups here. And clogs. And kitty litter. And kitty litter toilet clogs (I get these a lot. Now, who, in their right mind, dumps kitty littler in the toilet?). And toilet paper. I also get plenty of things related to recycling and clothes, or even Get Fuzzy, which makes sense too. Now, this is where we begin to leave the realm of reason and I begin to wonder who dahell is googling this stuff, and most importantly… why? WHY?

Some are just amusing:

closet environmentalists – yep! that’s us

beautiful facts – plenty of those here! Like this one, or this one.

i love green clothes – well good for you. I love green clothes too. Not the color, the other kind. No, not money. The other kind. You know, the new black…

more than one cute cat in the same pic – its true, you can never have too many cute cats in the same pic. Because I’m such a giver:

funny pictures

One of my favorites is when people ask google for the answer to the major questions in life (and google then sends them here, MUAhAHAHaHAHA).

what happens if you tumble dry jeans tha – Well, you’ve come to the right place. Allow me to explain. When you tumble dry jeans, you use energy. Producing energy makes CO2. CO2 causes global warming. Global warming kills polar bears. So basically, every time a tumble drier dings, a polar bear loses his ice cap. And drowns. 😥

how do you get bowel movement stains out – been using Alli, eh? I’m so sorry. Just don’t use the tumble drier or that will be polar bear blood on your hands as well as sh!t in your pants.

why does my boyfriend wear big sweaters – Why indeed

why is russian fashion so ugly – another great question

does leather just come from cows – oh, no, honey, leather comes from the mall. Everyone knows that.

Are pesticides good for you on apples?? – yes. DDT is good for me-e-e!!1!

does pooing reduce cellulite? *headdesk*

how to butcher a cow – did you try eHow? Wait, here it is. You’re welcome.

how to get creative with ground beef – this better not be what it sounds like…

But then there are things that make me scratch my head and go “WTF??”

i milk my beef cow – couldn’t figure out how to butcher it, eh?

sucker cows, beef – oh yeah, only sucker cows go into beef. The smart ones escape The Meatrix…. Pause- NOT!

the drink in amsterdam that makes you se – oh damn you blog stats, I would pay good money to find out how this sentence ends. Is it dead people? Colors? Flying unicorns? Whatever it is, I’ll have 2 of those!

residue on suspicious packages – must be anthrax. Gotta be. Cocaine maybe? Or maybe powdered sugar. I think a taste test is the only way to know for sure. Edit: Hmm… 2 hits from this in one day… Should I be worried?

Honey Crappings and buying Honey Crappings – eh? Nevermind. I don’t think I want to know.

how is hardcore recycled & why use recycled hardcore – starting to think this post was named rather unfortunately… Naive little me

if i told you i don’t hate you – yes, you would be lying. Now get the f#c% off my blog.

And now for the biggest douche in the universe award:

trick girls to take off clothes

but wait… maybe douche succeeded:

they stole my clothes im naked

Believe me, it gets even more disturbing than this, but for your sake, I censored. Can’t you tell? I don’t want to attract the wrong crowds here. Not that it makes any difference now:

And this after all the effort I make to restrain myself? Fuck that!

What about my fellow bloggers? What kind of crazy does Google send you? Or are you by any chance responsible for any of the pearls above? Care to explain? Different ones, maybe? Please, do tell! I won’t mock you, I promise.

February 16, 2008 at 12:40 am 9 comments

O look! Could it be? A post!

new yorkYou get the idea.

IT IS! That’s right, It’s Alive, folks. Sort of.

I really should put up an “warning: irregular posting” disclaimer. But that would just give me one more thing to procrastinate, so I better stay put.

If you must know, I had, of course, a perfectly good reason for my absence. I was visiting the distant shores of Uncle Sam. And to be perfectly honest, I’ve been back for 3 weeks now.The truth is, I actually started writing this 2 weeks ago, so at that time I had a perfectly valid excuse for being out of commission – I was jetlagged and had cold. In the meantime, I had to edit and re-edit this paragraph over and over because my old excuse is so outdated now.

First of all, let me tell you people, your toilets SUCK! Seriously. Gross toilet water close that close to my toosh makes me very uncomfortable. And what’s up with the toilet stall gap? You know, if I’m going to use the toilet in a public place, I would really appreciate some privacy! I mean, drop your lipstick and you know all my business. Not cool!

Anyway, where was I… oh right. So on this trip I got to see 2 more states, Michigan and New York. That brings up my total of visited states to a nice round number of …… 3 (Went to Florida Keys last year).

So while I only spent a few days in Michigan, I can say I “saw” it, mostly because  2 of them were spent driving up and down the state, which looking back was kinda stoopid. But yeah, I am not the best planner out there, and notoriously suck at being a tourist. Early starts are definitely not my thing.

After that I spent 2 weeks in New York, waking up late and being a bad tourist all around- I didn’t go ice skating, I didn’t see the statue of Liberty, I didn’t climb the Empire State, and I only made it to one museum (the Guggenheim). It was still pretty awesome, despite the bad-tourist guilt.

I even attempted some shopping. Mostly, failed. All I have to show for is a new red sweater and some thrift store pants. Despite the fact I keep telling myself I have to stop buying red sweaters. Every time I attempt shopping I end up buying a red sweater (and that’s it). It’s my fall back plan, if nothing else, there is always a red sweater I like. I’m really starting to get on my own nerves with this red sweater thing. Is there such a thing as red sweater rehab? If there is, I’ll sign up right now!

But anyway. I tried to be a good vegetarian (but not a perfect one). My slips included some mercury-laced sushi and a Starbucks bacon & egg sammich laced with better-not-think-about-it. I am not proud of it. It think that broke both of my survival rules (that I stick to because the American “food” industry freaks me out).

  1. All animal products must be organic.
  2. All corn and soy must be organic.

But yes, you got me. I was going to Starbucks. I have to admit they won me over with the organic milk. But then they went and burst my bubble by discontinuing it. Bastards. Then I discovered that you can ask for soy milk and soy milk is organic and actually drinkable. Even in cappuccinos.

Then I discovered that the American idea of cappuccino slightly differs from my pre-conceived Euro-notions: espresso, hot milk and milk foam. Starbucks thinks its ALL about the milk foam. Literally. No milk. Just foam. And you guys know I take my cappuccinos very seriously. So I developed a routine where after I deliver the stainless mug, I go over to the barista and ask to ease up on the foam.

That usually coincides with me being annoyed at the fact they are still wasting a disposable cup for my coffee IN SPITE my very specific cup instructions. Although on one occasion I did encounter a barista that was also annoyed at all the cup wasting behavior. Not that that changed anything. I hope she gets promoted and brings on a smackdown on cup-wasting.

On the up side, I was very happy to see I wasn’t the only freak with a mug. Although it seemed much more common and accepted in Michigan. You would think New York is where all the eco-hipsters are.

And you guys would be proud of how good I got refusing plastic bags. I’m an almost professional bag-refuser. The trick is to announce it early and clearly, before they scan your groceries or while they are folding your red sweater er… clothing item.

And well, that’s all for the travel report. Sorry I didn’t post a touristy picture of my self in front of a landmark. In a red sweater. I’m such a lame tourist I didn’t even take any pictures. Although I lugged my camera across an ocean and even got a new lens for Christmas. So Hiro Nakamura will just have to do. How do you guys even put up with me?

February 5, 2008 at 11:03 pm 9 comments


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