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What's it like to be pregnant?
Alternative shows for kids

Patrick (great blog)
Phlegm Blogger
Roaring Through My Twenties
House of Prince
Ransom Note
Suburban Bliss
A Little Pregnant
My Sad Little World
Dooce
Drawing In
Julia
Go Fug Yourself
Mimi Smartypants


Milk and cookies is the perfect place to surf after a mind-numbing day on the cube farm.
McSweeney's Lists. Warning - you will lose hours of your life here.
Who is the greatest 80's rock star, like, ever?
Da Ali G Show is another fave.
Of course, there's always The Onion.
Engrish.com should be on your 'must-surf' list.


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Monday, January 03, 2005
"So, what's it REALLY like to be pregnant?"


Question:
"Suburbia, what's it REALLY like to be pregnant? Please don't give me the Disney version, because I will use the comments section on your public blog to out you as a liar."

Answer: The Belly Bean is in charge, and, like the president, s/he has immediate access to make powerful events occur. Picture an heiress living in a mansion summoning her servants (which would be you).   At any point during "your" day/night, The Belly Bean pulls one or more of these levers and your world changes accordingly. The Belly Bean does not care where you are, nor does the Belly Bean care which facilities might be nearby to assist you in satisfying his/her needs in an efficient manner.  See below.


Note: The "Cheese" lever can be swapped with any food of your Belly Bean's choice. 

Any questions?

Posted at 10:15 pm by Suburbia
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Saturday, January 01, 2005
The Politics of Cube Calendars

So I need to get a 2005 calendar for my cube at work, and finding one is harder than I thought it would be.

First, let me respond to some of you before you read any further by saying yes, I'm fully aware that I already have a calendar built into my computer.  I simply like to see each month on paper in four/five week square blocks thank-you-very-much.

Cube calendars, like all decorations hanging in someone's cube, can say a lot about a person.  I am absolutely guilty of making assumptions about people based on the type of calendar they have hanging in their cube. (Oh, please, so do you, so you just put your moral judgment stick right back wherever you keep it).

Last year I had a World Architecture calendar hanging in my cube.  Not only were the photos kind of neat, but the general subject of architecture is somewhat neutral in that it doesn't allow people to infer too much about your personal life or interests outside of the office.  In my view, it's the perfect corporate cube calendar subject.

2005 calendars are on sale now, and, as you all know, anything that is both useful and 50% off of the original price = yummy shopping goodness.  I left the house on a mission, only to return with the perfect calendar for Fabulous Husband's cube (go figure), and zilcho for my own cube.

This year's cube calendar choices are:

1. Puppies! Puppies! Puppies!  (!)
2. Kittens! (tumbling out of baskets! and paper bags! with bows in their hair!)
3. Faeries (a faerie for every month. When's your birthday? Because there's a faerie!)
4. Show dogs (with their handlers, for some unfortunate reason)
5. New England Scenery (um, hello redundant for New Englanders? Why not just call it: Your Commute)
6. Anne Geddes Babies (tumbling out of baskets! and paper bags! with bows in their hair!)
7. Far Side (too eighties, even for me)
8. Dilbert (too close to home)
9. Exploring Mars: Photos from Sojourner (perfect for Fab Husband's cube)
10. The Scottish Countryside (because people in Boston are so closely connected to...Scotland...)
11. Harleys (which always goes over well in a corporate setting, especially when found hanging in a pregnant woman's cube)
12. Horses (Nay, I say)
13 A series of Red Sox as World Series Winners/Gods calendars.  (God forbid, people might start talking to me about the current season, which would lead to my instant outing as a fair-weather fan)
14. Nascar (as if)

Disgusted, I began some deep self-exploration: what photographic subject do I really want to be staring at throughout the next year?  The only subject that popped into mind besides Fabulous Husband (who does not yet have a calendar but probably should because his butt is so damn fine), was Rick Springfield. 

Of course there is a Rick Springfield 2005 Calendar, but really: who would ever take me seriously in a meeting knowing that I had that hanging on my wall?  Furthermore, do I really want random co-workers to know that much about me?  I suppose could buy the smaller-sized Rick Springfield calendar and hide it behind my monitor, but nosey people would find it because, well, they suck.  Plus I already have a picture of me with Rick Springfield hanging on my cube wall, though it's kind of small and somewhat hidden behind my monitor.  On the other hand, people don't ever guess that it's Rick Springfield per se because, really, just how likely are you to recognize Rick Springfield at age 52 (or however old he is now)? Except for how beyond excited I appear in said picture, he looks like he could be a distracted uncle or something.

I guess I could buy a lame-ass plain calendar, one you can get at a stationary store. You know, the kind with the big blank white boxes and no pictures?  But then co-workers will walk into my cube and think: "What a lame-ass, plain person. She could at least put up some pictures of puppies or something."

Sigh.

Posted at 3:02 pm by Suburbia
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Wednesday, December 29, 2004
Pictionary


Ok.

Imagine that you are playing Pictionary with your family over the holidays. 

Now, imagine that a family member was trying to prompt you to say a certain word (a person, place or thing) by drawing a picture (which is, of course, the goal of Pictionary).

Ok, are you there?

Good.

Now, imagine that this is the picture they drew:



 What would you have said?


UPDATE:  Thank you, one and all for your guesses.  You are all correct; it is, in fact, a Pirate.  The illustrator was me, and only Fab Husband guessed it correctly.  (And no, I don't know why he has no hands). 

My 2 cretin brothers, grandmother, mother & stepdad, uncle, and sister-in-law did not guess that this was a pirate. They guessed "Chinese Delivery Man". 

What does this little lesson teach us?  It teaches us that exposure to other cultures, such as the Pirate culture, is integral to successful living in this fast-paced modern world. 


Posted at 7:16 pm by Suburbia
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