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October 17, 2007

Things Mindy Kaling has bought that I love

Mindy Kaling (who writes for and plays Kelly on The Office) co-authors a blog called Things I've Bought That I Love which I've been really enjoying. As the title suggests, this is an unapologetic paean to consumerist pleasures and I have seized it like a life raft as I float about in the non-consumerist sea of life with Gene.

Plus, I got a couple of gift certificate/shopping spree gifts for my birthday (thanks Christine and Michele!) so I am rolling in potential buying power like a Playboy bunny on a mink rug.

(None of this accounts for today's similes, of course. Maybe this is a function of being 28.)

What fascinates me most about her blog, apart from her far-out talent at writing intelligent sentences that still retain a giggling overtone, is that most of the entries have zero comments on them. I don't understand how an interesting famous person has a blog that no one comments on. It makes me want to go comment on every single entry until I've shamed her into being my friend and letting me stay at her house when I come to LA.

She even makes me interested in her fashion posts, even though fashion kind of bores me stupid. Most fashionable clothes these days seem to me so unattractive, unflattering and boring-colored that I frankly would rather go naked than wear them, and not just because I am kind of a nudist by preference.

Sometimes I worry that when I'm old I'll regret not having dressed this reasonably excellent body, this gift basket from God, in the latest whatevers to maximize my attractibility. But then I think, when I'm old I'll probably be grateful that I spent my time thinking about sci-fi novels instead of worrying about when I should switch from body glitter to body shimmer. Sparkle fashion is fleeting, ladies, but space ships are forever.

Posted by didofoot at October 17, 2007 08:39 AM

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Oh Happy Birthday, Mink Sailor Space Bunny! May your similes live past the last sleep of fashion, out-glittering galaxies, out-diddling Hefner Himself.

Posted by: kt at October 17, 2007 10:32 AM

maybe no comments because she's not really famous? i don't know. i did also enjoy the bits of her blog i just read. especially the bit about kristen bell! hee. she's going to be on heroes next week and from now on and maybe have some KICK ASS super power. oooooh, i am excited.

your super power can be birthday consumerism! the best of powers for the gift of swag.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BIRTHDAY GIRL! i hope 27 is the best of repeatable years. even though you totally outed yourself as 28 already in this post.

Posted by: michele at October 17, 2007 12:18 PM

p.s. TOTALLY comment all over blog and become best friends. aren't she and toby like your favorite characters?

Posted by: michele at October 17, 2007 12:20 PM

As a 28-year-old, you are now equal to four seven-year-olds. The next time Gene wonders why you are capering around the apartment singing to yourself, you can explain that to him.

Er, happy birthday!

Posted by: Dianna at October 18, 2007 09:57 AM

You can't comment because you have to be her personal friend to comment. I tried. It doesn't work.

And also, You don't have to wear trendy clothes ever. You don't have to buy into that. You can however, wear more contemporary pieces that speak to your personal style. You should let me shop with you. I owe you anyway, right? Remember??

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

Posted by: tracy at October 18, 2007 10:37 AM

I think I do dress to my personal style, but I'm going to take you up on that offer next time I have to dress to someone else's style, like a job interview.

Man, this is a crock. If I have to be her friend first, how will I trick her into being my friend? Maybe I should find her address and wait on her doorstep with pies.

Posted by: didofoot at October 18, 2007 11:15 AM

AND WHO DOESN'T LIKE PIE?!

Posted by: michele at October 18, 2007 12:15 PM

Maybe I should wait on YOUR doorstep with pie.

I miss my pie guy. Or pie gal, that was never really clarified. Either way, that was a person with some deep commitment to dessert, and I respect that.

Posted by: didofoot at October 18, 2007 12:25 PM

Wasn't that Matt's pie guy/gal? I mean, I know he had several. I am thinking of the Pie Googler, the sort of sweetly persistent one who didn't go around calling us all knob goblins and breaking our page layouts.

You don't get commenters like that anymore. All you get now is fools like us with no attention span for pastries.

Posted by: Dianna at October 18, 2007 12:30 PM

Yeah, he was Matt's and then sometimes he would come to my page as well. So I thought of him as mine, because to me, "mine" means "things I have stolen from other people."

Guard your pocketable items when I come over, friends.

Posted by: didofoot at October 18, 2007 12:36 PM

I didn't say that you don't dress to your personal style. I meant you can buy new pieces that also compliment your personal style. That you don't have to buy any of that trendy crap. That's all. You're beautiful. That is for sure.

Posted by: tracy at October 18, 2007 03:09 PM

Yean, a nudist. I am a nudist too. Maybe you are one of my nudist friend on http;//www.nudistconnect.com. I am happy to share my sxperience and photos with others. lol

Posted by: jessicahere at October 18, 2007 05:53 PM

fuck dressing to your personal style! just go nude!

Posted by: michele at October 18, 2007 08:00 PM

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