Hold up, wait a minute...

... where did Mollytics go?

It went over here: Mollytics!

http://mollytics.wordpress.com/

Yes, it's the same name, just a different host. Basically, I left blogger for wordpress because wordpress has better functionality. I don't know why I love it, but I do!

I'm still working out the design, etc., but since I'm adding all new posts to the new blog address, I figured I might as well notify those of you that have complained that I'm slacking. I mean, I'm still slacking, just not quite as badly as you originally thought. Which is good enough for me.

So, please be sure to update your RSS feeds, bookmarks, and email preferences so you can keep track of me and my blogging.

xoxo,
gossip girl

DEAD... again.

It’s catching on:

Paul McCartney, living legend, walks by Perezzers. Sees him. Stops.

He comes over to us and says, "You're that fella…."

We're dying.

"I've read about you," the former Beatle tells us.

Dead.

"Yeah, I think I've read about you too," we answered back.

Legend!

The entire evening was magical.

Perez is totally all over AG3's catchphrase... isn't that cute?

Wake-Up Call: "Hold Me Closer Tony Danza" Edition

At Farley's Pub in Scranton last night, where people gathered to watch the debate, "rumors that actor Tony Danza would make an appearance proved unfounded" (Scranton Times-Tribune). Sad.

At yesterday's WH welcoming ceremony for the pope, ex-Sen. Rick Santorum (R-PA) was "way in the back" where the staffers stood, but "he sure was excited" ("In the Loop"). [ed. note. NOT sad]

"I'd rather get fat, grow a beard, and try for the Nobel Prize" -- Mitt Romney, giving his top ten reasons for dropping out of the race at last night's Radio & TV correspondents' Assn dinner (Wake-Up Call! sources).

and finally... the reason why tonight's Colbert Report is a not-to-miss edition:

HRC and Rep. Patrick Murphy (D-PA) on "The Colbert Report" (Comedy Central, 11:30 pm).

My two fave politicians in one place... though it's odd they paired them together, as Murph-dog is an Obama supporter.

The Dictionary of Corporate Bullshit

Check these out:

watercooler games: Informal conversations among staff members on subjects including gossip, reality TV, weddings, and the status of people's efforts to find another job; favorite pastime of the office flirt and and employees afflicted with boredom, the latter of whom will be scolded by their boss for spending too much time socializing, even though they've only been given busywork assignments for the past three months.

weird person: The really strange employee who always stops by your office to chat, wants to do lunch, and seems to want something from you, but you can't really figure out what that is; never really has much to say, just kind of hangs out; may have a bizarre speech pattern and slightly crazed look in the eyes.

stapler: An office supply that you will give little thought to until you don't have one or can't find yours, at which point you will go insane and realize its place as a true modern miracle on par with the automobile; frequent object of coworker theft (you might want to label yours); achieved well-deserved mythic status in the movie Office Space.

Do they remind you of anyone/anyplace/anything? I bolded and reddened (is that a word?) the parts that speak directly to my soul, and I'm sure many of you have your own examples of how they relate to your life.

I guess corporate life isn't as different from non-profit life as I'd like to believe. It's basically non-profit life with actual money to enjoy living it.

Ashlee is preggers!

Ashlee Simpson is pregnant.

Well, that explains the engagement. I love me some Ashlee Simpson and she's by far my favorite Simpson. Says fiance Pete (whom I also love):

"We are thrilled to confirm their engagement and congratulate this happy couple," a spokesperson for the couple told Us. "Beyond that there is nothing to say."

Congrats, you two. (Isn't it cute how I act like they're my friends?)

Last Call: political olympics edition

• Perhaps it's her fear of getting the silver medal that's fueling HRC's new Olympic doubts.

• Obama ignited speculation that he hasn't really quit smoking today after he offered a light to the snuffed Olympic torch.

"Just get on the floor and do the new kids dance!"

They still keep me Hangin' Tough... after all these years.

I once got in a mega-fight with my BFF Jennie because she got tickets to see the NKOTB concert, and opted to take her 6 year old brother instead of her adorable best friend Molly. I'm still working through it, natch, but I gotta admit: If (when) I get tickets for their reunion tour, guess who I won't take with me?

Because it's Friday, treat yourself to some New Kids magic:

I'm F*cking Annoyed I Enjoyed This So Much

Inspired by Sarah Silverman, natch.

sucka

Today I fell for not one, but two April Fool's Day pranks, courtesy of Daily Candy and Ideal Bite... and it's only noon.

What the rock is wrong with me?

Check 'em out, because they're pretty funny:

Is the third time really a charm?
and
Heidiwood Hills

oscillating between the "new and troubling" and "perverse and often baffling"

I'm a This American Life junkie. It's my crack, my blow, my espresso, my drink of choice. I cannot walk to the bus without it. I cannot sit on the bus without it. I cannot walk to work without it. I cannot walk my dog without it. I cannot drive without it, cook without it, clean without it, NOTHING.

(I promise you I'm not overselling this one.)

Most of you already listen to the radio show or, like me, download the podcasts, so I don't feel like I need to describe it. If I do, please notify me immediately so I can bring happiness and joy into your life. I'm actually not kidding. One hour with This American Life and you'll feel like a new person. And you'll lose 15 pounds. Okay, that's a lie.

All that build-up, just to leave you with this plug: Download and listen to this episode, one of the best to date. I laughed so hard I actually had to pull my car to the side of the road so I could wipe my happy-tears from my eyes - something that's happening more and more these days.