A crazy guy decided to visit all 171 Starbucks in Manhattan in one day. And he had coffee had most of them.

It’s a very entertaining video.

My being sick, as it turns out, has brought to light the fact that I (apparently) never really got better from last year.

Why? Because they ran a liver panel yesterday and surprise, surprise, my numbers are up again. Whee! Aside from the itching and a general drowsiness, I haven’t really noticed anything really amiss, so while it’s not a huge surprise, it definitely wasn’t something I was expecting.

On a fun note, Ben and Jerry’s is putting out a limited edition Beer and Donuts flavored ice cream for the Simpsons premiere in Vermont. Is it just me, or does that sound just a little bit tasty?

Also, the countdown to my-best-friend-since-childhood’s wedding is rapidly nearing the single digits, and I’m stuck. I have the perfect gift (a welcome-to-sex-virgin-girl! kit that I put together, involving lubes and vibes and books, etc.), but I want to write a little list of some kind. As in, The Top 10 Reasons Being Married is Awesome, or something along those lines.

So, to all of you people who are married (and preferably happy :P), list some reasons in the comments. I have a couple, but they are mainly along the lines of “Because you can have sex and not get in trouble with your religious parents” and “Because your problems are now his problems.” Hehe.

Ever since I’ve had to cut way back on caffeine, I’ve been drinking more Dunkin’ Donuts. Weird, but a half iced coffee, half milk concoction just seems to go down better.

There’s a DD near where I work, the last one I pass before I arrive, where the drive-thru window is where you order. They’ve never had an outdoor speaker set-up, so every time you go there, you tell someone in person what you want, pay her, then drive up to pick it up from the next window.

Oddly enough, it’s one of the fastest DDs I have ever gone too. But my favorite part is that the people at both windows are actually nice. And happy. They smile, they say thank you and you’re welcome (and they mean it) and they remember you.

It’s nice. I think if every drive-thru chain was like that, they’d make twice the money.

So this is what my blog posts have come down too.. Dunkin’ Donuts. (Incidentally I hate Rachel Ray and her new campaign for them, but I hear she’s getting divorced so I feel bad for her.)

I debated talking about a new yoga place that I’m loving, but I haven’t quite figured out if the instructor is hitting on me or not (she keeps smacking my ass, wtf? it’s YOGA) and so I’m reserving my tales until further evidence has surfaced.

Or until she actually makes a move. Which would be very odd, since she knows I have a boyfriend. (It’s entirely possible she is one of those people who wants to convert the other side.)

The worst thing about having company is 1) I have nothing interesting to write about and 2) I don’t really have time anyway.

Beach, a little shopping, lots of Project Runway, lol, and not much else.

Tonight we’re partying at a geodesic dome, complete with potato gun, lots of pot being smoked and vast quantities of alcohol.

You know, the everyday stuff.

Edited to add: Also, go watch this video on the NYTimes website. It’s funny.

Hi, I am bored and the ONLY ONE working from anyone at my office, which is BS.

So I’m having fun. 😀

85% Geek
So I am taking quizzes.

And I have retained some knowledge of science, amazingly.

Whaa…? I should’ve at least got a PG-13 rating. They only noted bitch and crappy (really?), and missed all the good bits.

Earlier today I ran across an article that detailed danah boyd’s ethnographic research into Facebook and MySpace, but I don’t remember where. Maybe Boston.com?

Fortunately, one my favorite bloggers (who I just recently found and who is an incredibly entertaining writer), Accordion Guy went to her presentation at Harvard and blogged about it on his other site, Global Nerdy.

The most interesting bit in my opinion? Her research concluded, among other things, “that there is a sharp divide between the MySpace and Facebook cultures: Facebook is working class and subculture, which Facebook is upper-middle-class and college-bound…. Note that the U.S. military is banning the use of MySpace, but not Facebook. They’re banning what the soldiers are using, not what the officers are using.”

MyEvilSpace is loud and garish and cluttered, while Facebook is clean, simple and has Google-type ads.

Her research is really fascinating and I’d say dead on. I hate MySpace because it is just ugly, but I am ambivalent toward Facebook. Actually, when I was in college I even got a page on it, simply to look at my friend’s pages.

I had a slew of spam comments that showed up in my email this morning, so dutifully I opened the blog and started deleting.

Then I realized I haven’t posted in a week, which of course makes me a very bad blogger. I would sit here and say, “Oh, I’ve been busy, work’s been a bitch, the dog and bf are taking up my time, yada, yada,” but the truth is, I kinda forgot. And then I realized (on Wednesday) that I had nothing interesting to share.

Which sucks, because it’s now Sunday and I still have nothing interesting.

Last week was the first day we picked up from our farm share, and the dog there tried to hump Reggie, who was not very impressed. I never realized that iceberg lettuce had lots of curly green leaves surrounding the pale green, compact part you get in the supermarket. I’m assuming they take them off when they are washed, but I dunno.

We were supposed to leave for vacation with the Porkchop’s family yesterday, but his work is evil and so we had to cancel. Now he’s leaving today for NYC through Wednesday, and he’s not very happy about it.

My homepage, when I turn on a browser, is Boston.com, and this morning, I briefly scoured the front page, searching for something exciting to share.

Prince William and his former girlfriend are probably back together.. eh, not that exciting. It’d be more entertaining if he was dating Britney or Lohan, or someone equally troubled.

Part 1 of a 7-part series, “The Making of Mitt Romney”? Upon further inspection, it appears the writer has been paid by the Romneys to a) fawn all over him, b) fawn all over Mormonism and c) annoy me. Hello, how is this journalism?!

And then of course, there is this little gem… say hello to the Ugliest Dog in the World. And no, I’m not kidding.

The thing about vacation: it sucks coming back to work. Really, really sucks.

And not because I’m busy. On the contrary, I am bored. So bored. Everyone is at a conference for the week, I have nothing to do but wait to send out emails, wait for the issue to be completed in print so I can do it online and wait for the design fairy to inspire our newest website (um. I am weird).

Because I am so bored, I wrote my boss’ blog post today, because getting her to do it is like trying to convince Regina that eating cat poop is disgusting. Granted, I wrote it under my name, but it’s still annoying.

My contract clearly states they won’t make me write anything, and here I am, writing away.

Boredom kills.

There is an amazing photo gallery on TIME magazine’s website titled, “What the World Eats.”

Images depicting how much, and what, families in 15 different countries spend on food each week.

It’s very bizarre.

I hate having voicemails when I come in to work on Tuesdays, particularly when they are from the Friday before. It says on my extension to reach me via email, but do they ever email? Noooo, that would be way to easy.

So this morning I called back one woman (who bugged me at the conference, and who apparently will bug me forever) re: a change to her page on our virtual tradeshow site (she was emailed about this three weeks ago, but huh, funny thing, she never responded :P).

It went to her cellphone voicemail, where instead of just, “Hi, this is so-and-so, leave a message,” it said, “Hi, this is so-and-so, I can’t be reached right now, but let me leave you with an inspirational message. Today’s message comes from 1st Corinthians yada yada and it says yada yada yada.”

The woman used her voicemail system to launch a sneak religious attack on me!?! WTF? Also, her work phone? Come on now people.

Anyway, Reggie wanted to leave some notes for people…