This is the one with a finger.

As always, here’s a picture of a kid using the naughty finger to help you get through your Monday.

This is the one about viral emails.

We’ve all received viral emails and email forwards.  I have, unfortunately, received thousands of them.  My mom is notorious for forwarding them my way.

I hadn’t given it too much thought until very recently, but somebody had to write all of these email.  Have you ever thought about that?

All of these emails usually fall within one of these four categories:

** Religious
** Political
** Urban Legend
** Computer Virus

If I were going to write a viral email, I’d probably go with an urban legend.  Wouldn’t it be kind of cool to know that you were the creator of the legend about a cross-dressing man in Norfolk County when someone told you, “I got this email about this guy in Norfolk County that…”

What kind would you write?

This is the one where I challenge you to have a good, positive week.

This is a challenge. I challenge you to make next week a good one. Try to focus on these words this week:

This is the one that sounds dirty, but isn’t.

Over Chinese food on Thursday, we realized that it wasn’t exactly appropriate to call the DVR from the Cox Cable company a “Cox Box.”  The conversation when something like this:

Mr. D.: You can’t even do it because you have a stupid Cox Box.
Erin: I’m sorry?
Mr. D.: Your stupid Cox Box won’t let you do it, right?
Erin: I’m quite happy with my Cox Box, thank you.

If any of the wait staff at the restaurant spoke English, they may have thought we were talking about something other than Digital Video Recorders.

This is the one where my wii gets fit.

Mr. D. bought a Wii Fit.  He blogged about it here.

And like he said in his post, we both set up our Miis (those are little characters in the computer that represent you) and we set up goals.

My Body Mass Index was actually in the healthy zone…although it is just below overweight

** Underweight = <18.5
** Normal weight = 18.5-24.9
** Overweight = 25-29.9
** Obesity = BMI of 30 or greater

My BMI was around 24.  I forget Mr. D’s BMI…but if I recall correctly it was somewhere around negative ten.  So my goal for this month is to lose 6 pounds and to lower my BMI.  Mr. D’s goal is to gain and raise his BMI.

I’ve only done four or five games so far.  I haven’t done any of the strength training yet.  What’s funny is that me and Mr. D are pretty competitive…so I think that this Wii Fit thing combines competitiveness, nerdy video games, and something healthy.  Could be good.

This is the one about happiness.

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This is the one with a quotation.

This is the one about ‘Snuff’

I wrote here about how I was excited about the release of Chuck Palahniuk’s latest Snuff. The book was released on Tuesday, and at lunch on Tuesday I stopped by Barnes and picked up my copy.

Palahniuk has become known for his gory stories…and this novel doesn’t disappoint in that aspect.  And as always, there is a deep layer of social satire hidden under all the stories of bizarre deaths, drug-use, and erections.

I did sort of feel let down with this book.  There weren’t any real gems (like the “Give me rampant intellectualism as a coping mechanism” in Invisible Monster or the “Its only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything” in Fight Club).

After I read Rant, I was afraid that Palahniuk had lost it, but with Snuff comes a renewed love for a guy that can write good lit for real men.

A quick synopsis from an article in The Advocate:

Snuff is about nothing but people — 600 of them. Porn star Cassie Wright wants to break the world record for “serial fornication” in a film called World Whore Three, but Palahniuk has cunningly placed her (and the sex itself) primarily offstage. The book is essentially the stories of three men waiting their turn. Mr. 72, a young Midwesterner who carries a bouquet of wilting flowers, believes he is Cassie’s long-lost son. Mr. 600 is an aging porn star who brought Cassie into the business but is so far gone he can’t even recognize himself on the closed-circuit televisions playing Cassie’s hits. Mr. 137, the most complicated of the three, is a gay television star who participated in his own all-male gang bang, and the revelation ended his career. By popping Viagra, he’s hoping to burnish his reputation — and recast his orientation — especially since he thinks Cassie will die while making the film.

As usual with Chuck’s novels, you can expect a surprising twist at the end.  When you are expecting the unexpected, doesn’t it kind of ruin the surprise?

This is the one with World-Wide-Wednesday.

Every Wednesday I share a handful of links I’ve discovered from all over the web. Here’s what i came up with this week.

** It’s A Wonderful Internet – This is an animated short about what life would be like without the internet.

** Einstein or Monroe? – I’m sure this has been floating around the net for some time. But it freaked my freak. Look at the picture close up and you see Albert Einstein. Step away and look, and it turns into Marilyn Monroe.

** Kid T-Shirt – If I had a baby, (s)he would totally be wearing this right now.

** Penzu - I guess you could do the same thing with Google Documents…but this is an online personal journaling program. And its free.

** JINX! - The rules to “Jinx” according to Wikipedia.

This is the one about turkish delight.

I guess this one could probably be filed in the “Mike is slow” category.

Have you heard of TURKISH DELIGHT????

I remember them eating it in The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, but I kind of just skimmed over it and thought it was something super foreign.  Then I’m listening to Madonna’s newest album and she mentions turkish delight.  And I think, “What the hell is it?!?!”

After some googling I find out that it is candy made from starch and sugar…often flavored with rosewater and lemon.  It’s soft and jelly-like and usually eaten in small cubes dusted with sugar to prevent sticking.

Gross.

Do Americans eat Turkish Delight???