Profiles. Why did it have to be Profiles?
This week we have Oddveig, here just as she discovered, after landing the part of the alien villain and spending the last two months bulking up to resemble the obese sluglike concept art, that they were going to do it all with CGI. She hasn’t said a word now or even blinked for the past day, so luckily we completed our interviews with her a few days
As always, I am here to keep you abreast of all the important holidays that people tend to forget, and so, tomorrow (that’s October 28th for all of you on smutphones) is Discard An Old Photo That You’re Never Gonna Use From The Blog Folder Day. Yep, it’s time to go through the gallery of stuff set aside for potential posts and pick an image that’s never going
In sorting photos the other day, I’m fairly certain I found the little shit that’s been infecting so many people around the country, the lazy sod that became a super-spreader through a lack of personal hygiene. Take a look at this guy:
You tell me: has this guy ever washed his damn hands?
Seriously, this is the way that I found him, clinging to the storm door of the back porch –
You’re a good sport, you know that? Still here reading these Profiles after all this time, with your hopes of improvement dashed and your trust at rock bottom. You deserve better. We’re not gonna let that obligate us, mind you, or even make us feel a little guilty – we’ve done our part in simply recognizing it. But go ahead and be optimistic all the same.
This
Nothing stops the relentless march of the Profiles of Nature! Though you could try paying us off – we’re not gonna rule that out…
This week we have Carol, Harvey, Vicki, and Lyle, a quartet of acrobats that go under the name of ‘The Flying Antimacassars,’ though no one has had the nerve to ask them why, or cared. They were hounded and forced into performing by their
… even the people that benefit the most from it – you’ll know why in a second, or if you’ve been paying attention to the past years’ posts on the sidebar there.
Yes indeed, Friday, October 15th is National Grouch Day, so you have plenty of time to prepare
I’m in the middle of a long post right now, worrying about it too much given the number of visitors to this site, but that’s my own neurosis. Meanwhile, I followed a link to a video clip that was quite amusing, but it was hosted on [urgk] Twitter I attempted to embed it here (with full attributes and links, mind,) but all that occurred was a direct Twitter
Know what? You’re a crybaby. Cry, little crybaby. “The Profiles of Nature just won’t stop! Waah! Waah!” Little crybaby…
This week we have Bimasha, the last photo of her on stage before she stepped off the edge and fell into the orchestra pit, breaking three different legs (and a pedipalp) and getting billed for the damage to the woodwinds section. The lesson is, stay
No, the Profiles haven’t ended yet, but hey – we’re on a schedule, so you at least have a little warning, or can pretend Thursdays don’t exist, whatever it takes. We could be doing this at random, more times a week even. Be grateful for what you get.
This week we meet Groft Smiel, seen here during filming and contemplating which method of eviscerating his foe would cause him
Really, we should be celebrating this at least every year, but perhaps a couple of times each, it’s that good of a holiday. Of course, I’m talking about Beware of Strangers Baring Gifs Day, which we somehow missed last year, and I do apologize. Hence,