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Archive for October 2001

why can't we all just get along?

Here's a link shamelessly swiped via Textism, a smashingly good website written by another virtual human on whom I have a strange little intellectual crush. Where was I? Ah yes: an interview with the overhyped and ultimately rather boring Damien Hirst. Click, read, and wonder why a demented crack-monkey with nothing to say is so […]

semi-permeable membrane

Resolved: That I should update this Thing regardless of whether I have anything to say. Probably some of my best entries are precisely when I don't have anything to say. (Yeah, right.)But since I still feel kind of dull, I will break this up into generic, predictable Mimi Smartypants sections. It's safe! Comforting! Familiar! No […]

I've got Wednesday night fever

My adventure-packed journey home after Italian class:FIRST, my mind was somewhere else (off conjugating verbs I suppose) and I was sick of waiting for the #147 Express bus so I got on the #151, which ends up at the same place, only I forgot that the #151 does not go “express” in any way, but […]

fruitosaurus

ANTHRAX ANTIDOTE (not really): Spongebob Squarepants might help, if you (like me) are having some trouble giggling lately. I love things that are for both kids and adults. Sesame Street was always like that…the kids appreciate the Muppets doing silly things, the adults appreciate the Shakespeare or “Monsterpiece Theater” parody. And, of course, the Muppets […]

super vegetable powers

Yesterday was my day to be talked at. I had multiple meetings at work, then I got my hair cut and the guy was in quite the garrulous mood, and delivered a nonstop monologue about the Taliban and Pakistan and then switched over to an equally garbled rant about art and creativity and interpretation and […]

the fleeting particle

THE THREE AND ONLY THREE INSTANCES IN WHICH I WISH I WERE A MAN:(1) Gas station bathrooms.(2) When I want to have a drink by myself in a bar, because there's something nice about decompressing with a beer and a good book in a quiet neighborhood-y bar, and I think there must be something about […]

1, 2, 3, gourd

Mimi Smartypants' Fundamental Truth About Beer #59: Most non-European beer (Greek, Egyptian, Indian) pretty much tastes like Miller High Life.OK, switching gears:EXCUSE ME WHILE I KISS THE SKY or, MIMI GETS ALL RAPTUROUS AND EMOTIONAL ON YOUR ASSGood, unexpected thing about Italian class #1: The rare opportunity to be downtown at night, in the early-fall […]

President Chester A. Arthropod

I love Milk and Cheese. I know it's basically a one-joke strip, but sometimes you're in a one-joke frame of mind. Read the one called “Renaissance Madmen” and you'll get an idea of how I feel about Renaissance Fairs. (I refuse to spell that “faires.”) There I go again, alienating my readers who may be […]

big, rippling, blasphemous muscles

Busy Mimi. No time to update. Plus I have a houseguest (well, okay, it's just my sister, but that counts), so my evenings have been more social and less compulsive lately, which means this web Thing gets less attention. Last night I started my Italian language class, and I think it's going to be quite […]