Caprice Crane's Blog, page 31
March 10, 2011
I've heard of "Fuck Me Pumps." Never seen...
I've heard of "Fuck Me Pumps." Never seen "Fuck You Pumps."
March 3, 2011
March 1, 2011
Truthful Tuesday
Max has cancer.
My heart is broken.
It's in his spleen and his lymph nodes.
There's really nothing to do except love him, which you guys know I have covered.
So, now to lighten the mood I'm going to tell you an old story about my Max.
It was a lovely October morning in 2007. I'd just gone to the grocery store to restock my breakfast goods. I put the perishables in the refrigerator and left the rest in the bag, on top of a chair, as I had to run an errand.
One of the items in the bag was a box of oat bran.
And this is what I found when I returned home:
Studies have shown that oat bran can reduce your risk of heart attack. In this case, In this case it nearly caused one.
I wasn't positive, but I thought maybe… just maybe Max had something to do with it. What do you think?
Doesn't he look like the picture of innocence? "What? I didn't do anything."
Amid my shock and awe I did notice that in an odd coincidence he looked remarkably like oat bran pitchman Wilfred Brimley:
But that's neither here nor there. He's shameless, Max. I was trying to be stern. I was trying to tell him that was absolutely inexcusable! And he was trying to show me that if he could just reach his tongue right up there…yeah, that tastes good.
Some may call it a rite of passage. Max just sowing his wild oats.
Yeah, he was shameless. Nary an apology to be found.
Though perhaps he did feel a tiny bit sorry as here he is attempting to hide behind his tongue:
Didn't work. I still see you Max!
So, yes. We got through it. Breakfast was ruined (for one of us) but all was forgiven. And if I could come home every day for the rest of my life to some Max-induced mess I would welcome it whole-heartedly.
He's the best guy in the world. And I don't know how much time we have, but you better believe I'm going to spoil the crap out of him.
"What?" you say. I already do?
It will be worse. Epic spoiling.
Why is Canine Cancer even a thing?
Sorry, Charlie
Sean Penn goes to New Orleans to help Katrina victims.
He spends months in Haiti offering support post earthquake.
If you are on Sean Penn's concern radar…
You're not "winning."
Sorry, Charlie.
February 28, 2011
shiraselko:
For capricecrane. I made you this picture of Max....
For capricecrane. I made you this picture of Max. Even though it does his beauty no justice.
Thank you, sweet girl! It's magnificent. And what perfect timing. Max and I are leaving right now to go get his 2nd ultrasound. Good thoughts from our internet friends are welcome. xoxo
February 27, 2011
You guys do realize that ANYONE can show up to the Oscars and...
You guys do realize that ANYONE can show up to the Oscars and say they're Banksy tonight, right?
sinxo:
And last but not least, is for the beautiful and...
And last but not least, is for the beautiful and hilarious capricecrane !
You remind me of a mermaid in this picture. And out of everyone that could pull off being an actual mermaid, it'd be you. :D
Thank you, Sinxo! I love it.
February 26, 2011
February 25, 2011
February 22, 2011
Holy Cow! It's My Mom's Fault?
My mom called me after seeing this on the news this morning — a story about "Ginger Abuse" which is making fun of people with red hair. The theory they have for why they call them "Gingers" is…it stems from the original redheaded beauty, my mom's old TV character: Ginger.
I've seen it on twitter when people make "jokes" and I've heard about it everywhere else but really I really don't get this. Why are people such a**holes?
http://abcnews.go.com/WhatWouldYouDo/ginger-abuse-witnessed-discrimination-redhead/story?id=12929946
