Nonpaper chase

You guys. Seriously. We need to find out who Casey Chase is. Portugal, Turkey, Viet Nam–ALL LOOKING for fricking Casey Chase here today. And when you Google him? All you get is my stupid blog.

WHO IS HE? Everyone on earth knows about him except us. Or else he's just a regular guy who everyone in the world is trying to find. Maybe he went to a really really big high school.

And of course, the more I write about the elusive Casey Chase, the more times people looking for him are going to just find this blog. I am sorry, people of the world! But good luck on your Casey chase.

Get it?

Woo!

In the meantime, here are my feets.

Navy

In my navy blue polish. What do you think? Am I too goth? And oh, please. Please do not ask about the tattoos again. I have covered the tattoo thing many times. Go look somewhere in June of 2008. There's a whole post about them. Okay, really? Fine. Here's a link. DANG.

I just kind of skimmed that post about tattoos, and I cracked myself up by saying everyone and their mom had a tattoo in Seattle, except your mom's tattoo would just read "Self" instead on "Mom." Seriously, I slay my own self. My own mom self.

Also, yes, that is me in that baby picture. Look at the too-much-hair issue even at the tender age of whatever my tender age is. You know I have no idea. Seeing as I have no children, and my tattoo would not say "Self," I cannot tell the ages of anyone from birth to, like, 11.

And while we're up, those of you who have kids? Why do you say, "Oh, she's 44 months" instead of sort of rounding up or down to a year? Why don't you just say "She's almost four"? I have never understood the months thing. Explain, please.

So in that picture I am probably 18.045 months, but I can't be sure. What I can be sure of is I had a fashionable mop going already, didn't I? A little Ann Landers look, there. Dang.

That's my second "dang" already today.

While I was posing with my goth nails, I tried to take a group portrait with Tallulah, who is 21 months old, but here is what she did.

Menlu

She totally made out with my nose parts, and I am unsure why. Maybe it's something Casey Chase encourages people to do. We have no way or knowing.

Oh! And before I go, do not forget to get The Fountainhead finished, because September 30 at 9 p.m. Eastern is when we meet for Mince Words with June, my new official book club. And don't forget that Ding-Dongs have become the official snack food of our book club. Because we are all weird in my comments section.

Have I encouraged you to read my comments? I swear they are funnier than this blog, which, woo! What a stretch.

Okay, smell ya.

74 thoughts on “Nonpaper chase

  1. Casey Chase is a porn star! I just googled it! DIRTY PEOPLE ARE LOOKING AT YOUR BLOG! Okay they probably already covered that in the bajillion comments above this one, but dang it, I couldnt help it, the first thing I did was comment to tell you. Anyway, I’m off to find out about the tattoos!’

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  2. Well, I’m only 449 months, but here’s my general rule: if your kid is UNDER one year old, months seem appropriate. After that… round to the nearest 1/2 year until they’re about 3. Then they’re just the age they are because nobody wants to have to do New Math and divide it all out by 12 and carry the left overs.
    So should we assume that Suri Cruise will look like June later in life? Can’t wait to see how many hits you get from people googling Suri Cruise.

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  3. Okay. I am so with Lillysue on this. I have been at home with a sinus infection that worried my doctor. Quarantined for my own safety, it you will. Just now, I ventured from my bed to find SNAIL PORN happening in my frog tank! At first I could just hear the sweet sounds of “Boom Chikka Wow Wow” faintly in the distance…
    Seriously? I wondered out loud how many months old the two of them were…

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  4. Okay. I am so with Lillysue on this. I have been at home with a sinus infection that worried my doctor. Quarantined for my own safety, it you will. Just now, I ventured from my bed to find SNAIL PORN happening in my frog tank! At first I could just hear the sweet sounds of “Boom Chikka Wow Wow” faintly in the distance…
    Seriously? I wondered out loud how many months old the two of them were…

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  5. Okay. I am so with Lillysue on this. I have been at home with a sinus infection that worried my doctor. Quarantined for my own safety, it you will. Just now, I ventured from my bed to find SNAIL PORN happening in my frog tank! At first I could just hear the sweet sounds of “Boom Chikka Wow Wow” faintly in the distance…
    Seriously? I wondered out loud how many months old the two of them were…

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  6. First they all crush on me, now someone is actually pretending to BE ME?? C’mon, Whitni…yes I am cool and hip and happening, but don’t be ashamed to BE YOURSELF! Learn to love yourself, and not just in a Kasey Chase sort of way.

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  7. Okay, I had to Google both ding-dongs and the time difference between EST and BST but I am now ready for book clubbing. Well, assuming that I manage to read the last 200 pages in a week. And also find me a British equivalent to ding-dongs. And manage to stay up til 2am on a Wednesday night…it’s not looking good is it?
    Guess I’ll weigh in next day, but in case I forget I will tell you now my brilliant observation: The Fountainhead is the book that Robbie the creep tries to foist on Baby in Dirty Dancing. I know this because I spent precious reading time watching Dirty Dancing last weekend. Probably everyone else knew this already but I’d never noticed before. I’m sure it merits much intellectual discussion.
    I’m off to read now. Or maybe watch Mad Men. Hmmm…

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