Things to Love About the Ocean's Eleven Soundtrack:

1. George Clooney's voice on several tracks.
2. The instant Badass Boost™ included with each song. You could be doing laundry the boring way, or you could crank up the stereo and do some badass laundry.
3. Brad Pitt's voice on several tracks.
4. The opportunity to grunt, "UUHH!" really loudly whilst singing along to "Papa Loves Mambo." Do this in the car and count how many jealous people scowl at you.
5. Some really groovin' no seriously who thought to put George Clooney and Brad Pitt in the same movie? Because I'd like to hug that person. Right before he or she introduces me to the future Mr. Georgepants and Mr. Bradpants.

My fish, he has a name. Ladies and gentlemen, say hello to Timmy Venture.

I promised that my brother and I would put together a video explaining how to properly pronounce and appreciate this beautiful name, and I have not forgotten. Adam just seems to think that it's more important to earn his paycheck than to make a video with me. Maybe tomorrow.

Meanwhile, go run out and watch some South Park and/or Venture Bros. to celebrate! All the cool kids are doin' it.

I've been trying to narrow down why exactly I fell a month behind in blogging and why it is taking me so long to catch up. The simplest answer is that I just ran out of things to say, but I would have to point to Twitter as the reason for that happening. I used to write down all the funny things that happened throughout the day and use those as starting points for blog entries. But now I just "tweet" those things in 140 characters.

I'm not sure how exactly to deal with that yet, so I'm just going to give you the last week in Twitter updates, based solely on which ones were marked as favorites.

• June 28: Woke up at 9 a.m., courtesy of @blackninja, who called to ask a computer question. I don't even know my NAME at 9 a.m. on a Saturday
• June 29: Somewhere in this neighborhood, the Sox fans have gathered to have a SCREAMING FEST. I'd like to silence them with a baseball bat.
• July 1: I just used the word "raunchy" while talking with @gboone. I'm pretty sure that means I'm an old person now, so get off my lawn.
• July 1: Dad asked if I wanted food. I said I'd make my own dinner. Three hours later, I'm still organizing my music folders, and he's bringing food.
• July 1: Dear McDonald's: REMEMBER THE FRIES NEXT TIME. Dear Dad: Please check for the fries next time. <3
• July 2: Apple juice: had a chunk of something solid in it. Chocolate milk: expired yesterday. Coke: tastes like lint. — Beverage fail. :(
• July 2: My mom's not around to stop me, so I'm relentlessly beating up @Skittle_Brains until he favorites all my tweets. Ha, kidding. Good idea, though.
• July 2: Woke up sore. I know I didn't do anything physically strenuous yesterday, so I must have been kicking butt as Dreamskirts. Again.
• July 2: And the streak of awful beverages continues. Coffee this morning is made from toilet water and the ashes of charred roadkill.
• July 2: Umm, the Bible through LEGOs? How did I not know about this before?? Totally impressed. — http://www.thebricktestament.com
• July 3: WTF? Do I look seventeen years old? Because I almost got carded at Wal*mart tonight while trying to buy sparklers.
• July 3: Review of @Skittle_Brains on Twitter—Pros: he faves my tweets and writes funny stuff. Cons: he writes funny stuff and implies I'm a drug addict.
• July 3: To all the people who want me to write Walmart* instead of Wal*mart: NO.
• July 4: I am celebrating this nation's independence by wearing pajamas, eating junk food, and playing Sims 2. Just like our founding fathers did.
• July 5: Watching @LOTR and practicing my penmanship. 100% party animal.
• July 5: Woke up yesterday to the sound of the entire neighborhood mowing lawns and wacking weeds. Woke up today thanks to the loudest infant EVER.

And there you have it. I am a grumpy, old lady with an internet connection and too much free time. You know you love it.