What I Do, Job-wise: So. Much. Other than playing on-air during weekend shifts, you might get an e-mail response from me if you write in asking to know the name of a song or whether we're looking for interns. I'm all over the place, like a ninja, but less stealthy.
What I Do, Fun-wise: The internet is my playground. (Thank you, Al Gore.) I spend a lot of time on it, blogging, reading news/gossip sites, chatting with people, what-have-you. I also make a lot of unnecessary trips to Target. Not sure if that counts as fun, but it seems to take up a lot of my time... And I foster dogs for a rescue organization (RED Collar Rescue).
My Motto: "Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, Nothing is going to get better. It's not." - Dr. Suess, 'The Lorax'
My Anti-Motto: It is what it is.
The First Star I Ever Had A Crush On: Michael Jackson or Boy George. Not sure which came first.
My "celebs to make out with" list: Keanu Reeves, Kal Penn, James McAvoy, Gale Harold, Jacoby Shaddix (sorry to Jacoby's wife!)
The Last Song Played On My iTunes: "Devil" by Say Hi
Weekends and other shifts that the rest of the staff have deemed "undesirable."
Gawker - News and more, snark at no additional charge
DListed - Celeb gossip blog by the wicked Michael K.
Passive Aggressive Notes - Self explanatory
Lamebook - The best from Facebook
Jezebel - Where all news about badass chicks lives
Damn You Auto Correct - Exactly what it says
XOJane - Remember Sassy magazine? This is the brainchild of the editor.
He's not actually playing Ferris Bueller in the clip, but he is sort of bringing him back.
The Germans have this word, fremdschämen, that describes the feeling you get when you're vicariously embarassed for someone. Watching this, I felt a whole lot of fremdschämen.
You know who makes the worst babysitter ever? God.
A 32-year-old guy in Pennsylvania left his three kids (ages one, three, and six) at home while he went to a bar. He was trying to start fights, the cops were called, he was arrested... and that's when he mentioned his three kids being home alone. Well, sort of alone. He told the cops, "God was watching them." Because, ya know, God is everywhere.
The kids were put into protective custody. Because, well... obviously.