I happened upon this review in the New York Press of a book called “The World Is Flat.” I had only anecdotal interest in the book but now I fear I must abandon my life as I know it and find the author of the review, Matt Taibbi, and give him a big squeeze around the middle for I have not laughed so hard since I saw Gordo’s goofy mugshot on a variety of fresh pressed clothing and accoutrements for the home and office.
I’m not sure I remember how I found Not Without My Handbag, but I was tickled just shy of torture to see her tagline, It’s my handbag and it freaks me out! which of course comes from Beyond the Valley of the Dolls the most FREAKTASTIC movie EVER!
I had blueberry pie for breakfast.
Anyway the funny things at Not Without My Handbag were the pages about bad baby names. These were gleaned from baby name boards (mostly…some were plants according to the FAQ) dating back to 2001 and had snotty/clever (depending on your mood) responses added from the handbag-purveyor. Pour example:
- “Hi, I would like some opinions on these two boy names for girls? I really like them. Brandyn, I am really liking this name? Curious about different spellings? Brandon, Brandin? Branden?
Jayson, Also curious about different spellings? Jacen? Jaycen? Jaysen? Tyler?”
This was actually written by Dr. Evil’s father in a mad attempt to back up his claim he invented the question mark. He used it for all punctuation, whether it was a question or not, until the authorities caught up with him. In his madness, he also thought T-Y-L-E-R was pronounced “Jason.”
Right, right, now I remember. I found that page on a google-beam from here, which came from cruel.com.
Also found: A call from some Catholic priests to unleash our inner ragemonkeys.
Urrrrrrrrgggghhhhhhhhhhh!
Stop! Hammer time!