Thursday, August 20, 2009

Hittin' Da Big Time!

I am having a hard time deciding if this was way too much fun or way too much of a time waster but either way, I entirely blame The Bloggess for this mess (@TheBloggess on Twitter). I suggest you do the same. (You needn't mention my name to her however... this woman actually has her own army. Literally).

So anyway, apparently after ten years of exceptional hair jewelry artistry, I've finally done a global advertising campaign for LongLocks. Nevermind that I used the same ol' tired promo photo I always use, go with what works I always say.
















And my personal fav, in my own sorta twisted way...




You can waste your own damn time over at Photofunia. Just remember when you get roped in, it's The Bloggess you blame.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

HaiCuckoo - You Have No Clue!

A "bitch" you call me?
But... this is not a bad thing
I practice this art

Monday, August 17, 2009

Be Still My Heart!

Some women swoon over movie stars. Some women swoon over chocolate. Some women swoon over roses. These are what I swoon over... well, these and Blake Shelton, of course. Have you ever seen anything so gorgeous IN YOUR LIFE???



I can see that I'll need to immediately do a completely unselfish good deed so I can reward myself.

Friday, August 14, 2009

HaiCuckoo - May I Make One For You?

Vodka and citrus
Glass with a pink sugared rim
Lemon drop divine

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

I Feel So... Small

See? I told ya! Nanospecks! Eat what ya friggin' want!

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Can I Customize That?

Ooooo lookie! It won't be long now before I have my own personal Blake Shelton XT220 Personal Houseboy Version 1.0!

Monday, August 10, 2009

HaiCuckoo - Until They're Blue!

Toilet seat left up?
Whisker stubble in my sink?
You will be denied!

HaiCuckoo - My Blood They Drew

Vile infiltrator
Lyme disease-ridden deer tick
I so despise you

HaiCuckoo - Do You Jimmy Choo?

Four inch stilettos
Sublime Italian leather
High pain tolerance

HaiCuckoo - Uh Oh, More Poo!


My Bichon Frisé
Why do you come IN the house
To poop on the floor?