Do as I do

Not unlike Pen, I, too, have noticed a general malaise among our Blogs of Note (except, of course, for Ashley, who continues bringing the awesome like it's her job)-- I, personally, have been rather neglectful of late, because I have been too busy doing the following things:

• Getting root canals
• Having my kidneys ultrasound-ed
• Watching the 3rd (and alas, final) season of Arrested Development
• Reading books about girls who had sex in high school, probably in a belated attempt to cover up for the fact that I wasn't one of them
• Attending my butthead cousin's soccer game

Et Cetera.

But more than that, I have been experiencing a general malaise, based largely on my growing belief that, despite the fact that I got into graduate school for creative writing, I am not even kind of creative. I base this belief entirely on the fact that I have never once created a catchphrase.

I am so jealous of people who create catchphrases. Like Daisy's "I less than three..." That totally depresses me. Because I'm like, that's a really awesome catchphrase. And I totally didn't come up with it.

Oh, I'm big on appropriating other people's catchphrases. To the point where, the other day, I had to ask Marita, "Did I come up with the word 'ween?'" Because I really thought I did. But no, I didn't.

And it doesn't help that, around the office, people do an imitation of my boyfriend's catchphrase, which is just the word "sure" spoken with a Wisconsin accent, but still, it's totally catchy, and he came up with it, and he doesn't even work here.

And it's not just catchphrases-- I am also super jealous of T.'s discovery of the Church Sign webpage. Because that thing is totally rad, and I totally can't use it now because it's T.'s thing, and I don't want to be a copycat. So not only have I never come up with a catchy catchphrase, I can't even find awesome webpages to use for awesomeness, as T. did.

So far, the only even remotely creative thing I've done is figure out that I can post to my blog by e-mail, as I am doing right now. But that's not really so much creative as it is devious.

But in an effort to revive the blogscene and ease my own mind, I will attempt to blog more often (and less about my teeth). The way I see it, every entry I write is another chance that a phrase I use will become catchy. And isn't that all we ever dream of?

For those of you still pining...

Arrested Development season 3 DVD is out today, and on sale at Target for $20.

Rest in peace, Bluths. Rest in piece.

And not to change the subject, but-- also out on DVD today and on sale at Target? Flavor of Love season 1. Why won't you buy it? It has a special feature called "The Blackucation of Pumkin." Buy it! How can you not?

Serious TV overload

As I'm sure I've mentioned in the past, Ben and I don't watch much TV. But it's not because we're snobby people who very much enjoy birdwatching and poring over the lost translations of "A Very Old Man With Enormous Wings." Rather, it's because if we watch more than five minutes of a show, we get severely addicted to it.

For instance, why did no one tell me that Hell's Kitchen is like the greatest show ever televised? I've only seen about 35 minutes of it so far, so I kind of actually have no idea what's going on, or what the point even is, but so far I've figured out that:

1. That chef that everyone calls "Chef" in a very important way is really mean and swears a lot, and throws things and often looks like he's going to cry, but in a really ominous way, like every tear he cries is a little piece of your soul.

2. Giacomo was cute, but now he's gone. And I kind of want to name my kid Giacomo, but I don't think non-Italian people are allowed to do that.

3. Tom is a big wussy baby, and I look forward to seeing him summarily humiliated.

I didn't really learn anything about the girls, except that the one with an extraordinarily large head (encephalitis?) is apparently a really good cook, and there's one girl who looks kind of mean and forboding, and I bet she's the one who sabotages the food next week.

Sadly, Hell's Kitchen is on opposite Super Nanny, which is the only other show I've allowed myself to watch more than one time. I realize that Super Nanny is exactly the same every week, but I continue to watch because I like that woman's accent a lot, and I keep waiting for the rerun of the one where the little girl says "Shermie was cwying 'cause I punched him in the eye."

Even more sadly, it turns out I was wrong about the release date of Arrested Development season three (or else they moved it on me, and Jason Bateman didn't even call)-- it's now not until the end of August, when I was absolutely positive that it was supposed to be this past Tuesday. I guess I could go buy season one of The Office to tide me over, as I know it would make Penelope happy, but dang it, it's just not the same!