Posts tagged cute
The Goat Symposium: Why wasn’t I there?
Aug 13th
On Wednesday, the brand new Centre of Excellence for Goat Research and Innovation was announced at the 2010 International Goat Symposium in Stratford.
Goat Centre. Goat Symposium. GOAT GOAT GOAT.
I found out about all of this great goaty goodness Thursday morning as I was leaving Chatham, headed back to my new big city life where grass grazing quadrupeds are few and far between.
My car radio was tuned to some local country station when the farmy news came on.
Now, I love me some farm – a heck of a lot more than most girls of my age and profession, that’s for sure – but I was not in the mood to hear about price swings on the wheat market, as I was running late (surpise) and sleepy as a Snorlax on Sudafed PM.
My hand was juuuust creeping toward the dial, getting ready for seat bumpin’ Detroit beats when I heard the magic word: goat
I. effing. love. goats. They’re cuter than kittens and puppies put together, even when they’re eating my shirt at Cedar Point. Anyone who begs to differ needs to Google cute baby goats right now or, better yet, get thyself to a petting Zoo – STAT.
Vintage goat pic. Colasanti’s circa 2007, I believe. I need some new goatypics.
Maybe I can take some next year at the International Goat Symposium. I had no idea that such a wonderful thing even existed until yesterday! You should see the picture in my head right now… it sort of looks like this:
Can you say cutest symposium EVER? I may not be a goat farmer, but I AM a journalist – or so says the paper on my wall and the paycheque in my cubby hole – and journalists cover things. Things like goat symposiums in Stratford. INTERNATIONAL goat symposiums.
Maybe I’ll pitch it as a freelance piece to some Canadian farm magazine… or maybe I’ll pitch it as a video segment to a hilarious television show. Yes, that would be more fun. Holler at me if you’re a producer looking for a farm reporter. I don’t know a lot about farms except for the fact that I love them.
Plus, the smell of cow manure doesn’t bother me one bit. Come on, admit you love it too.
Oh Oh Oh, Google Images I love you. Behold – Goats Dressed like Hipsters. Soul mate, much?
This is what I’m wearing to the Goat Symposium, btw:
They’re from a shop called Billie Goat Vintage, so it works – sans the stupid fedora and stupid red lipstick and stupid animal print bodysuit. Friggin’ hipster. The shades are cool though.
It’s like two totally different outfits, separated at the waist – one half cool, the other half laaaame. Sort of like a centaur – except with centaurs, both halves are cool. Humans = cool. Horses = also cool.
How the heck did I get onto centaurs again?
Have a great day, goamies!
(see what I did there? I fused the word goat with the word homies. Two different words, melded into one word… sort of like a centaur.)
Guest Blogger: Batman O’Nizzle
Aug 8th
Hi kids,
Batman here.
This morning, I went out for breakfast with the Blondetourage and drank lots and lots of coffee out of a sweet little cup.
I did not steal this cup.
I did not steal this cup.
I did not steal this cup.
Batman doesn’t steal restaurant china. Only hearts.
Post-caffeination, I met up with my friend Superman in the children’s clothing section at a Zellers in Collingwood.
It was Sunday and we didn’t feel like fighting crime, so we hit up Wakestock with some of our hot friends instead.
Little did I know that I’d meet a FRICKIN’ SHARK backstage.
I ate his gummy FACE OFF and it was DELICIOUS. Ha.
Batman = 1. Gummy Shark = 0.
I watched some sweet bands play on the mainstage, too…
Then I met a cute dog and took a picture with it – obvs.
I saw lots of great dogs, actually… and a snail too. WITH A SHELL.
But I’ll write more about that a different day.
Batman’s got to be at work for 8:00 a.m. tomorrow morning – chilling at the Daily Planet with my boy Clark.
You know how I roll.
Love Always…
PB&J Friendship Jewelry: Would you rock it?
Jul 20th
Morning, bebes!
Hands up if you love peanut butter!!!
I mean it. Put your freaking hands up as if somebody can actually see you right now. Let your love be KNOWN, my homie – even if only to your goldfish or that spider who’s watching you from the crack between your window and your wall (you can’t see him because he’s stealth like that, but trust me – he’s there.)
Now, hands up if you love cute.
You don’t even need to raise your hands for that one, actually. I already know who loves cute and who doesn’t. If you’re not one of these betches, you love cute. And if you are a Disney villainess well WHAT IS UP GIRL? I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU’RE READING MY BLOG!!! Does this make me a cartoon celeb by proxy or something? eeeee!
uh… weird story short, peanut butter and jelly friendship rings are as adorable as peanut butter and jelly sandwiches are delicious.
Not a ring fan? Mebbbe you’d prefer a necklace…
Or bobby pins!
Too much cyoooote!
So, would you rock it? ‘Cause you know I would.
I’ve already got a jelly for my PB ring, but I’m still looking for the Thymine to my Adenine 
Now please enjoy a low quality live recording of Sharon, Lois and Bram singing the “peanutttt, peanut butter – JELLY!” song, and a weird video of some dudes covered in delicious goo.:
Love,
Adenine O’Peanut Butter
The puppies of pride! [photoblog]
Jul 4th
To my homosexual homies*,
(* + all of the LGBTTIQQ2SA communities in Toronto)
Like my sartorially inclined poodle friend, I want to wish you all a super stellar HAPPY PRIDE!
Congrats to the organizers of pridetoronto for 30 solid years of awesome.
I may not be queer m’self (I self-identify as technosexual, if you’re curious), but I’m all about accepting and being proud of who you are. And rainbows. And half naked man candies dancing outdoors… mwahaha Pride week rules.
Here are some photos from today:
cow dog.
pepto man.
ttc cher and x-tina (everybody thought this was gaga. NOT gaga!!!)
corn and cop.
i thought they were gay until they started grabbing my eh-ess-ess…
speaking of…
lastly…
K, so that didn’t happen today… or maybe it did – but I didn’t take that picture. I just liked it enough to repost it here. Seriously, wtf? hahahahahaha… i don’t get it, but i love it.
This video, though, I DID make.
Night!
Love,
Lauren, lahver of teh cyoote rainbow pupps.
Yeeeeezzzzssh
Queen Elizabeth Style Watch, Day 2
Jun 29th
Queen Elizabeth II is one seriously savvy senior, wouldn’t you say?
Homegirl Her Royal Highness is currently on day number two of a nine day Canadian tour, and she’s already dazzling the critics with her fashionable frocks and accessories.
At least, I assume she is.
Is there such thing as a monarchical wardrobe critic?
Whatever. The ever-so-elegant QE2 is in Halifornia right now, just doing her Queenly thing and looking flyer than a flock of foxes.
Is that b&w bow ensemble perfect or what? The hat, the dress, the coat – *muah*!
I’d dare to say she looks rather fierce, but a shoppie at Mendocino told me the other day that that word is SO 2009.
Duly noted.
Behold, Day one of her visit. A butter-yellow hat completes her rainy day ensemble (notice the matching cuffs and umbrella.)
I’ll be keeping an eye on what our (second) favourite celebrity octogenarian is wearing all week. I’m super excited to see what she sports when she comes to Toronto!
Which of her chic chapeaus will Queen Elizabeth II rock at the racetrack? A new one, perhaps… wait – is it un-queenly to wear the same thing twice?
ohhhh coolness be damned – This woman is FIERCE!
<3L
A little red carpet viddy
Jun 21st
heyHAY!
I know I promised y’all a substantial blogpost this evening, but-t-t-t it’s just not gunna happen. Sorry mom.
I just finished cutting together a wee MMVA-related vid and blogpost for one of the companies I freelance for and my creative energies are tapped. No, that’s a lie – MY CREATIVE ENERGY IS NEVER TAPPED ZAAAAH!!! *robot dances around the room for 5 minutes*
What’s tapped is my energy energy. My energy. Too many late nights and early mornings…
I’m back to the Star for 8 a.m. tomorrow which means that I’ll have to leave the house at like, 6 to get to work on time with all of the G20 security hoopla downtown. Ballz.
Here’s another teaser vid, anyways. Me + Katy Perry + Shenae Grimes + Red Carpet = surreal. Can you believe it? I can, but only because there’s videographic evidence:
It was cool to walk across the red carpet at the MMVAs (even if only as a lowly mediakid), but my favourite moment of the night happened on the pink carpet at Perez Hilton’s afterparty:
AIR BUD! Now that’s a shining star right there
<3, Sleepy O’Neepy.
The morning AWESOME : JoonDaTerrdTooFowZindenTen.
Jun 3rd
Morning baby
It’s time for your oh-so-sporadic (yet aspiringly regular!) morning dose of WHAT’S GOOD.
The trendy, the hot, the offbeat, the hilar.
Always decamerous, never didascalic <- a little bit pretentious ~ a lotta bit AWESOME ->
1. The Vienna Vegetable Orchestra: They turn VEGETABLES into MUSIC with their MAD CARVING SKILLZ – just like I turn INNOCENT PICTURES into FILTHY PRONO with my SICK TWISTED SKULL GUNK!
Oh who are we kidding? There is not a darn thing innocent about that picture – unless you’re like, all pure of heart and untainted or something… Dweeb.
Seriously…
2. Dutch World cup t-shirts : Now, I’m no futbal fan per se (I was scarred by a way-too-rowdy-to-be-cool crowd of soccer fans in Italy. And Ireland. And France. Euros take this shiz way too seriously) but I do dig these shirts all the way to Hong Kong and beyond. Imagine how much fun you could have spooking people out…
I think I’m going to make myself a Dick Cheney version. That would be spooky.
3. THE ONION FACE:
It’s a freaking FACE. In an ONION!!! *logs onto ebay*
4. The Grandpa bandit: I don’t know why I think this is so great. It’s not great. Some old dude is robbing banks all up over the United States… but when I read about the “Grandpa Bandit” at 5:00 a.m. this morning at work while I was cruising the wires for breaking news and stuff, I lost it.
Sleep induced grandpa-lovin’ hysteria. Happens to the best of us.
I’d rock these in a heartbeat, obvs.
6. Ghostbusters Proton Backpack: This one, I wouldn’t rock. Not feminine enough for my tastes (you know how I like my backpacks classy) but I can appreciate how cool it is and possibly buy one for my life sized Dan Aykroyd action figure uh… brother.
7. Conan O’Brien. Stephen Colbert. Jon Stewart.
Dance Off.
‘Nuff said.
8. The “BP Public Relations” Tweetstream – a fake Twitter account for BP Global (you know, the company responsible for that little oil sitch in the gulf right meow…). Some seriously hilarious Tweets coming from this account:
9. It’s a blackberry! It’s a cake! It’s a BLACKBERRY CAKE!!! (and 11 other awesome geeky cakes, if you follow that link):
NES Cake = also mange-worthy.
10. Nothing like finishing off the morning awesome with a little bit of Cat-i-tude:
Fierce!
Love,
Lau-so-lovin’-it-always O’Neily
Xzbit pimped my phone.
May 17th
j/k. It was me.
Now my BB matches my iPod
Some things are just too perfect not to buy.
Maybe I can get a bodysuit with that print on it too…
…
Oh god.
I’m totally going to be that moms who dresses her kids in matching outfits when I grow up, aren’t I?
(via awkwardfamilyphotos.com)
Love,
Lauren O’Ledbetter.
klockan woes and super tea…
Mar 15th
It’s been a long, long day. A rollercoaster of a day.
It all began with an unexpected spring forward…
Despite being told a katrillion times, I totally goofed on the Daylight Savings noise. Again.
Last year, I showed up to yoga mid Savasana and totally broke everybody’s bliss with a big ol’ “JEEBUS FRICK ARE YOU KIDDING ME? HOW THE HAY DID I FORGET THIS SHITE – AGAIN!?!”
Fortunately, the bad news that I had lost an hour of my day was broken to me by my blackberry and not an irritated mob of sweaty hippies this year.
Despite having a ree-bloop-u-lously jam packed Sunday sched, I decided to let myself sleep until *gasp* NINE O’CLOCK today. I know; crazy! Maxo relaxo, righ’?
After my stupid alarm clock blared for about 20 minutes, I finally pried my eyelids apart and reached over to give my baby a little bit of good morning love.
I immediately noticed that it was NOT 9:21. It wasn’t even 9:22. Nope. It was – as you may have already predicted – 10:21.
UP I JUMPED! Like an excited fur baby on Hallowe’en morning!
It was 10:22 am and my BFF was slated to arrive from Toronto in just over an hour.
I hadn’t even showered yet – let alone cleaned my room and cranked out a solid run on the treadmill while simultaneously doing my school readings for tomorrow like I had planned.
SO I hauled eh-ess-ess and got done as much as I could… (needless to say, the space under my bed is now significantly more cluttered with stuff than it was this morning).
The rest of the day was pretty chaotic, but it was also wonderful… and terrible. It was a productive, hilarious, frustrating, rewarding, delicious, spooky, confusing and long, long day…
Thank goodness I had a few awesome friends handy to cheer me up along the way.
I’ll give you a few of the highlights before I drag my patootie away from the web and into the bed.
Today, I…
- Shot and edited a complete (and pretty badass, if I do say so) minute-long music video. Look for it soon on www.axesummergig.ca
- Cut a demo reel and shot an epic-ish audition tape. Wish me luck…
- Made a really big salad. Nothing ish about it. It was straight epic.
- Had some deericious purple-rice veggie sushi and drank magical flowering elixir at Zen Garden (their specialty is special tea)
- Discovered a new favourite-video-ever of the day (maybe even the week – it’s seriously effing awesome).
Big ups to my girl Dez for introducing me to the beauty that is Ninjasonik.
That’s the best of the good today. The bad sucked up an equal amount of time – but the bad can suck on my nyutz. The bad doesn’t belong on my blog or in my consciousness…
You see, I am just so very zen right now. Thank you special magic flower tea
Now, slumber must I. (Did I mention the 10 seconds that I was forced to watch Yoda kick some dude’s butt on the flatscreen at school? Star Wars was on TV.)
G’night puppykins!
<3 Leelee
P.S. - Does anybody know where I can get this alarm clock???
Disband Showcase – PHOTOS
Jan 19th
Goood afterevening!
My hands are sooo sticky right now because I just ate night-breakfast and my orange was supahjoosy. I’m going to wash them before I continue.
Much better.
So, last night, I was up in the Tee-dot hanging out at Tattoo Rock Parlour to cover an event for the MuchMusic blog and let me tell you dear reader, it. was. dope. DOOOPE.
I really dig watching sick bands play. Who doesn’t? But watching SIX sick bands play in one night, and getting to hang out with all of them in the dressing room and junk? I dig that all the way to China, son!
Big red head. heehee.
I’m not going to give you a play-by-play of the night with all of the juicy backstage deets and hilarious secret happenings or anything like that, because a) Well, that’s what I’m doing for the Much blog and b) I’ve been writing at my internship all day and I AM LE TIRED.
So here are some photos of me with cute boys instead. Everybody likes cute boy photos, right? Hooray Hooray!
These guys reminded me of Swedish kids, so I liked chilling with them a lot.
And this guy’s shoes were like, blowing my mind.
This guy is FAMOUSISH but has some sweet ink so that’s okay.
And this guy is just downright hawwwt with 3 ws. Very nice, how much?
These guys were all like “yo! we’re GWEEDS!” and I was like “what’s a gweed?” and they were like “Guidos! DUH.” They were just precious as pie – such characters! One of my favourite bands of the night, for sure.
And theeeeese guys were like “HEY! Aren’t you LAUREN O’NIZZLE? From THE INTERNET?” and I was like “yeah, no big deal…” and they practically BEGGED me to snap a pic with them so I did…
And this guy was straight hilar. Rarely do I find a person who can not only appreciate, but reciprocate my sick sense of humour Also, he is cyooooote. Obvs.
This guy had a righteous ponytail, so I had to take a picture of it.
And these guys just plain rule at life.
Anyways, it’s been a busy day. MY WORD! SUCH A BUSY DAY! I just remembered!
Big things are poppin’, my friends… if I can briefly allude to something very big that’s soon to be taking over my life (JANUARY 25th, to be exact) – let me just say that this may shape up to be the best summer ever EEEEEEEEEE!
<3L
PS -> Chelsea Handler on Leno = so good. Like a blonde Kathy Griffin, she is! Hilar!
