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What is a Fuzzball?


  • One question I hear more than any other is What's a Fuzzball??" Allow me to explain:

    A Fuzzball is a 30-year-old fallen debutante who lives in Houston, TX with a bossy dog and an even bossier parrot who she SWEARS is the reincarnation of Napoleon Bonaparte.

    A Fuzzball prefers animals to most people, because people can really suck sometimes.

    A Fuzzball loves music, ALL music ALL of the time. If she's not listening to it, then she's singing it.

    A Fuzzball has a mad love for all things British, especially their actors.

    A Fuzzball is blissfully happy in a bookstore, preferably one with good music playing in the background. If you look under a Fuzzball's bed you'll usually find an entire library of books that she has dropped there after falling asleep reading.

    Fuzzballs are usually incurable romantics, ridiculously optimistic, and bent on making the world a happier place.

    Your typical Fuzzball will probably have a completely bizarre sense of humor. Just go with it, it will take you to funny places.

    You should also be aware that Fuzzballs are giant nerds. Seriously. Science fiction, computers, the whole shebang.

    Fuzzballs are also budding photographers. They love looking at the world through a lens and finding new ways to be creative.

    Oh...and you can also look for a Fuzzball in one of the best movies ever made. ;)

Happy New Year!

Elevator Cat says PLZ PRESS LOBBEE THX

This morning I emailed Lindsay and Price and asked them why I couldn't stop laughing at the Roomba Cat. I mean, it's just a cat riding a Roomba, why do I find it so hilarious? Ah well, you judge for yourself:

 

I then received this email from Price, aka The Golden Child, and it cracked me up. I'd try to Twitter it, but the story would lose its humor if I tried to crunch it down to 140 characters. It needs the blog. :)


i was working out in the basement at mom and dad's building last night, and when i went to the elevator bay a cat was sitting as if he was waiting for the elevator.  this isn't just a hallway where the elevators are where the cat was just passing by, you have to actively go around a corner into a little nook to find the elevators.  i found it odd.  the cat looked at me and nodded kind of, so i walked up and pressed the up button.  i scratched the cat; he seemed friendly enough.  so we were both waiting, the cat and me.  the cat was sitting and looking at the elevator door.  it opened and the cat walked in in front of me.  i was like "uh, i wonder if i should keep this cat on the basement floor, maybe he's not supposed to leave and this is like making sure luna doesn't bolt for the open door."  i decided against it... although i was heading to floor 27, i figured the cat wanted off on the first floor, so i pressed that button too.  the cat turned around and sat down facing the elevator doors. the doors closed and we rode up in silence.  the doors opened to the lobby and the cat walked out and went about his business.  the doors closed and i went to 27.
 
very peculiar, these new york cats...

Damn, my friends are good for my ego!

So my friend Tracey recently broke up with her boyfriend of a year. He's a douche, we've offered to stab him, I'm not going to linger on my vengeful fantasies regarding that dickwad. Our mutual friend Brent then Twittered to Tracey that he was going to start wearing a t-shirt that said "Ask me about my hot single friend." That started a whole mess o' Twitters about Brent wanting to "pimp out" his single girl friends.

When he told me that he wanted to include me in his list I was immediately flattered, obviously. ;) However I asked him to leave me off of the list for a couple of reasons, the main being I'm not...really...single. *ooooooh* ;) Never one to pass up a compliment, though, I asked Brent to tell me what had planned on writing about me, and he sent me the following:

TheFuzzball - I can't even start typing anything about Tracy without giggling, because she is the funniest person I've ever met in person.  If you like the TheBloggess's style of humor, you'll love Tracy.  They're different women, but TheFuzzball talks like TheBloggess writes, and with equal speed.  To me, the best part is that she's not making jokes by slamming people - she's just genuinely funny.  When I needed photos for work, I called Tracy because I knew the photo shoot would be a nonstop laughfest, and sure enough, Tracy's photos conveyed how much fun we had.  Oooo, there's a good idea: if you're a single geek guy, contact her about doing a photo shoot.  Say you need headshots for your presentations.  It's like a first date, only not really a date, so you can get to know each other in a relaxed environment.  What's that, you say?  I should stick to database administration instead of date planning?  Okay.  On to the next hottie.

And I would have written more, but I couldn't have you that far out of balance with the rest of 'em!  :-D  You're such a doll.  I swear to God, if I was single I'd be kicking down your door - well, and then probably begging for medical help for my freshly broken leg, because I don't do a lot of door-kicking.

Let me say this: All girls need a friend like Brent. :D He and his darling girlfriend Erika are two more reasons why I love the Caroline Collective. I never would have met them otherwise!

90% Grace? Damn!

According to MyHeritage, I'm a 90% match to Grace Kelly. I might call bullshit on that, but oh well, I'll enjoy it for now. ;)

MyHeritage: Family tree - Genealogy - Celebrity

You guessed it...


Laugh it Up Fuzzball

Many thanks to Oli for the photo. Don't you love it? YEAH!!

The song of the day will be The Asteroid Field from The Empire Strikes Back, in honor of this photo. Yes, I know that's not really the norm, but since when am I ever normal? Huh?

Thoughtful Tuesday

"I wondered how some people can be such a necessary part of one's life one day and simply vanish the next. Isn't it supposed to last?"

I heard that in a movie that I saw yesterday and it really really hit home. Food for thought, people. Anyway today's song of the day, (a little late, I know), is K's Choice's My Heart:

EVERYONE has a zombie plan.

What's better than Red vs Blue? Red vs Blue AND zombies. HOORAY!!

You've read about my personal zombie plan (thank you Kymberlie for the idea), now let's hear what some other people plan to do:

Oh crappy '80s ballads, where would we be without you?

Today's song of the day is not a good song. No, it's not. It's not a song that will change the world. No, it won't. It is, however, the first song that I ever slow-danced to. I was 12 years old and at a youth group retreat out in wherever, tx... Anyway the song of the day is dedicated to Kymberlie and the first night that we met and sang together. :) I give you Breathe's Hands to Heaven:

Crazy can be a good thing

The song of the day today is Goldfrapp's A&E. This is a favorite of mine, even though it's actually a terribly sad song. The video is batshit crazy, but the song is good, so who cares, right? :D Enjoy:

Weird day, Thursday

Got an email today that bothered me a lot. It made me laugh, but it also made me sad. Don't you hate that? Anyway this email made me realize how oddly fleeting things can be. One day your life is one way and the next minute it's something completely different. I don't like that. I'm impulsive but at the same time I like a little warning before the crazy comes. Ah well.

Let's shake it off and enjoy the new single off of R.E.M.'s latest album Accelerate. The song of the day is Supernatural Superserious:

And I say...it's all right.

277/365: A new beginning...

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right
Little darlin' it's been a long cold lonely winter
Little darlin' it feels like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right
Little darlin' the smiles returning to their faces
Little darlin' it seems like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Little darlin' I feel the ice is slowly meltin'
Little darlin' it seems like years since it's been clear
Here come the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right
Here come the sun, here comes the sun
It's all right, it's all right

It's a whole new game now, baby.

Gads I'm tired. I'm supposed to go to a cocktail party tonight and I really hope I'm able to stay awake for it. I need some music to pep me up and keep me going today. Let's see...oh yes, definitely The New Pornographers. That's some happy music! Today's song of the day will be The Laws Have Changed:

Rock it out, Monday

Fuck yeah, it's Monday! :D The song of the day is Embrace's Ashes:

FRIDAY OH GOD OH GOD HOW I'VE MISSED YOU!

Hello Friday. Took you long enough, don't you think? Harrumph. This has been a shit week, Friday. The least you could have done was hurry it along. But no, you thought I needed a growing experience or some such shite, huh? Well shove it, Friday. What have you ever done for me? Oh no, I'm sorry Friday. That was mean. I shouldn't have snapped at you. I do love you, Friday. Let's go have margaritas and make out, Friday. We can listen to The Raconteurs' new album together. That guitar gets me hot! Therefore the only choice for song of the day is Salute Your Solution:

Now get over here and get to lovin' me, Friday, you magnificent bastard.

Yesterday blew, so let's just move straight on into Thursday, shall we?

The song of the day is Zero 7's In The Waiting Line:

Ah and I'll shout and I'll scream 
But I'd rather not have seen 
And I'll hide away for another day...

Allo Tuesday. Pip pip cheerio and all that rot.

Oh sexy giiiiiiiiirlfrieeeeeend! BONSAI! Via Whitney over at Pop Candy, check out this NPR story on The Donger. Damn I loves me some Sixteen Candles.

"I don't think you're a jerk. I don't think Mom thinks you're a jerk."

"Mike thinks I'm a jerk."

"Mike is a jerk."

I was re-reading Watchmen last night and I realized that I never blogged the first costume reveal of the upcoming film! Mmmmmm Matthew Goode...*Homer Simpson drool* God I hope the movie doesn't suck. I'll be sad sad.

That's all I've got for right now. The song of the day is The Fray's All At Once:

Twitter me this...

A little over a week ago I deleted my Twitter account for the simple reason that I needed space. I had no idea that it would cause a ruckus, but it did. My little gmail account received quite a few emails from people scolding me for leaving. Kymberlie gave me such a hard time about it that on Saturday night I gave in to her and restored my account. Twitter has a great system that keeps your deleted account for up to six months, so if you want to come back you don't have to rebuild your contacts and all that.

I came back to a bit of a sad surprise, but other than that I feel pretty good about re-upping. I realized that having the account doesn't mean I have to constantly update it. I can still enjoy my friends. So there you go.

Shall we spelunk?

My darling Jenny is currently high as a kite on pain meds after having her wretched wisdom teeth extracted. I suggest that perhaps removing the source of her wisdom might not be the best idea, but no one ever listens to me. ;P Anyway she cracked me up this morning when she said "Let's get out our spelunking equipment and explore this, Tracy." Fantastic. :)

I wish that we could indeed spelunk our way to an answer to my current problem, but I don't really think it's up to me to answer. Ugh. This is why I spent eight hours drinking with my cousins yesterday. Happy Easter, Jesus! Do you want salt on your margarita? Pass the salsa! Hey, I think that after the week JC had he would have WELCOMED some alcohol.

Today's song of the day is dedicated to Enrique and Nellie. Here's hoping for more dancing in the streets very soon, my loves!

Because I can admit my mistakes ;)

This is dedicated to Jenn, Sonia, Kymberlie, the staff and customers of IHOP, and most importantly Uncle Nine.  Now let's SING:

Jeffrey Rowlands is awesome

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