Good News, Everyone!

I got a star on Gawker/Jezebel for worthwhile commenting, which is weird because I've posted something maybe dozen times, barely anything compared to people who comment on every article, every day. Certain starred commentators seem to appear at the bottom of every article. I almost never even bother logging in. Half the time I can't even get it fucking work anyway. I noticed one day I was "approved" by one of the writers, and had no idea what that entailed, or cared. They did directly answer one of my "Ask a Guy" questions which was also a featured comment. I was pleased, but it was such a generic question about male anatomy, I assumed it was a coincidence and that other girls had probably asked something similar. Either way, I logged in today to discover I'm valuable in the eyes of quasi-feminist bloggers. Hurray!

As previously mentioned, I can rarely get the log in to work, and right now is one of those times, despite the fact I had no problem an hour ago. I am determined to make this work, since I wanted to share my question in this humble blog. It's brilliant guys, just brilliant, riveting stuff:

"After every guy I know eschewed the idea of what I call "The Snakebite Handjob" of twisting hands in the opposite directions over the dick, I no longer trust Cosmo. That being said; What do we do with the balls? I know it supposed to be something, but what?"

Balls, man. Anyway, half a dozen dudes were surveyed and they answered this with a paragraph or two of personal experience. I cannot find the article after five minutes of trying. I am a terrible, lazy blogger. I do not deserve a star. You don't need to read it anyway, since long story short was "Eh, don't worry about it."

Upon reviewing my comments a minute ago, the real reason I think I got a star is because every other post is about 30 Rock. The New Yorker feminists of Jez love them some 30 Rock. Most feminists simply love Tina Fey, and I am one of those, for sure.

While we are on the subject of sexy feminists, My friend Erika has a wonderful blog about lady issues you should really check out. I was very close to posting a blog about the Manic Pixie Dream girl and her evolving role in the media, but she beat me to it. Her feelings match mine on the subject, and I have a comment on that particular post that's probably longer than this post right here. The whole blog is good stuff, and thought provoking. Plus, Erika's a total babe.

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I wanted to part from this rando-post with a song I happened to catch on Pop-Up Video the other day. God, I love Pop-Up Video. I also love this song, and Dizzy Up The Girl was the first actual CD I bought with my actual money. It made me all but forget about the Wilson Philips cassette I pilfered from my mom. The entire album is late-90s alternative gold, and I still love it to this day. Warner Bros has the actual video blocked from embedding, but I recommend it if you dig the nostalgia like I do. I was 10 when I fell in love with Johnny Rzeznik, and I pretty much owe him for kicking off puberty.

This video has the lyrics at least. Enjoy.