ABC wants to swap wives with me?
Sometimes I just stare at my email inbox in bewilderment. I know this one wasn’t mass mailed spam, but I cannot for the life of me figure out how ABC decided I was an appropriate candidate to receive it.
WIFE SWAP, ABC’S HIT PRIMETIME SHOW, SEEKS SUPERSTAR FAMILIES!
The premise of Wife Swap is that one parent from each household swaps places for a week to experience how another family lives. It is an incredible family experience and opportunity to both learn and teach different family values.
Wife Swap is a fascinating story of what happens when two couples see themselves and their partners in a whole new light. The New York Post says, “It should be called ‘Life Swap’ because it’s not just the wives who learn something here. It’s the families.”
Potential families can live anywhere in the United States, but we ask that families applying for the show consist of two parents and have at least one child, age 7 or older, living at home. Specifically, I’m looking for families whose lives have been enhanced by the world of RPG! If your family loves spending time together by playing fantasy role play, I want to hear from you! To submit for the show email a family photo and description to: gaby.wifeswap@gmail.com.
Families featured on the show will receive a $20,000 honorarium. If you refer a family that is selected you receive $1,000.
If you are a family unit (two parents and children between the ages of 7 and 17) who love an adventure, and live in the continental US, I would love to hear from you today! Please forward this casting to any families you feel would be appropriate!
Listen. This guy's insanity is his genius.
I’m a geek. I like it that way. But little things, like my dining room table becoming the nerve center for the endless LAN party my roommate and I seem to host mean inconveniences like having to eat standing at my kitchen counter.
Not that it matters, really, I usually eat something in the span of 5 minutes so that I can return to the pwning of noobs in World of Warcraft. Still, as you can imagine 5 minutes of staring at my tile wall and oven mitts isn’t very interesting, so I’ve been pillaging my bookshelf’s collection of old novels I’ve read over the years.
This week I grabbed Kurt Vonnegut’s Breakfast of Champions to read during my brief mealtime interludes. I haven’t looked at it in years, partly because I discovered Vonnegut through an ex who had the audacity to dump me for a girl in the mental hospital, and partly because I’ve fallen out of the habit of reading fiction in general.
Coming home to Vonnegut is a joy. His crazy line drawings, straightforward sentences and brilliant way of taking you on several digressions that really all lead right to where he needs you to arrive all make me smile as I devour my pasta, soup or other instant meal. If you haven’t read him, do it. If it’s been a while since you read him, read him again.
Zombie Stripper! Naked Ape “Undo Redo” (via YouTube)
Slight gore, but so zombilicious.
My own white whine
Somebody designed this perfectly lovely stylesheet (to go with the CustomCSS layout), and let me use it for free. But evidently it’s up to me to figure out how to add the date/time to each entry.
Waaaaaah!
Craig Cardiff’s Grandma is one of the happiest and saddest songs I’ve ever heard, depending on the mood you’re in when you listen to it.
He’s an interesting guy. When I saw him in concert, it was in somebody’s living room during a tour across Canada. We all paid $20 at the door, there were no ticket sales, and the fan who had supplied the living room got a cut to cover expenses (toilet paper, cleaning up after us, letting us mingle around his home). Craig had taken some time off from his day job to tour in support of his latest indie album, since it’s pretty much impossible to pay the bills as a Canadian folk musician.
I love people who just dive right in and follow their dream, even if the road is harder, and less lucrative, than they would like. I’ve been thinking a lot about my old passions, and wondering why lately I just feel lost and directionless. Perhaps that is why Grandma has been stuck in my head for the past few days. I’m not sure yet whether I’m in a place where it makes me happy or sad.
[ humpty hump…digital underground ]
I love when this song comes on shuffle on my ipod. If I rapped, this is probably close to how I’d sound.
“I’m spunky. I like my oatmeal lumpy.”
One of my middle names is Heather, and I too can appreciate the amazingness of Digital Underground. Hrrrthrrr pretty much made my day with this post.
Rest assured (or be afraid), I am flailing around my living room throwing down my very freshest awkward white girl dance moves.
Dead Milkmen - Bitchin’ Camaro
Awww. Baby’s first circle pit. I think I still have the flyer.
Fastest way to convince me I must check your blog every day? Post Dead Milkmen.
Things that are awesome
- Puppies
- That moment you realize teenage vanity is gone and you can go to the mall in your pyjamas without caring what people think
- Ramen noodles
- Scientific discoveries that kick conventional wisdom in the crotch
- Bacon and feta cheese on thin crust pizza
- Tequila for breakfast
