Kim Jong Ill’s livejournal blog.

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It’s a collection of IM’s between him and various world leaders. You should’nt even have to ask me if it’s funny. But, if you must know, it is the reason that I’m sitting at my desk in a pool of my own urine.

Thanks, Shugs.

On the Google News front page moments ago…

Thanks to Shugs for the heads up.

Hello loyal reader(s),

Just a little update to clear up a few things. Some late-summer cleaning as it were.

First, yes we are still doing the big spectacular overhaul of E&H.com. It’s just taking a while since we recently moved. I had no idea we had collected so much CRAP in 2 years of marriage. What I remembered of moving was the 16 times a year we had to move in the dorms at college- but back then all I owned was a pillow and a bag of doritos.

Between yardsales and our secret missions to um, relocate most of our stuff in the dumpters of various appartment complexes we will soon have it under control.

Also, I’d like to clear up a widdle sumtin’ with our regular readers. A while back when I announced the coming changes (link) I recieved some unsavory feedback from one “jilly” to the tune that I was boing a bad hubby. Now I don’t take too kindly to people trying to run the show here at E&H. This is my house. So in an attempt to steal her thunder I simply said I made her up. Case closed. If she persisted it would only seem like I was still playing.

Well, I believe the coast is clear to say that she really does exist. Somewhere out in Whittier, California sits some angry housewife who once tried to bait me into an argument. As I said, this is my house, trick. I do the baiting. There. Had to set that straight- I don’t lie to you loyal reader(s) unless it’s a really funny lie.

So sit tight and keep an eye out for that fabled redesign and rest assured that we’ll return to the fair, honest and balanced viewpoints that you’ve come to know and love.

Act quickly on good ideas.

I’m always coming up with projects I wanna do when I get some spare time. Just ask anyone who knows me- there’s always some new big thing I want to put together.

I was talkting to Pete the other day about an idea I had for a book that I wanted to do as a website and asked if he wanted to collaborate on it.

The idea was simple: collect and critique the sayings I found on various stalls around the country. Sure most of it is “call sally for a good time” or “jake was here” or the occasional poop-based poem, but every once in a while you find something amazing- something thought provoking, something so daring and new that it’s only a matter of time before someone else comes along and scribbles it out in favor of “west side rules.”

I figured eventually we would accept entries from other people- even add a moblog. It would be huge.

Well, Pete got back to me later with the news: there’s already a project too similar out there- writings on the stall.

Poop. A dream shattered.

Never, ever, ever let someone beat you to the punch, kids. Reach for the stars now or regret it the rest of your life.

Stop whatever you’re doing. Go check out danecook.com. Unless, of course, you were already checking out danecook.com, or you happen to be Dane Cook yourself. In that case, um, give me a job on your new show or something.

This guy is hilarious. His act is what I’m like when I’m just farting around. It’s totally the direction I want to take my routine once I’m more comfortable. When I showed the site to Heidi she was like, “hey thats you!” To which I replied, “No, that’s Wil Ferell’s prettied-up little brother on crack. Isn’t he awesome?” (note: no actual relation to WF.)

He’s on Comedy Central this weekend, so do youself a favor and check him out. For now, just root around his site a while and lemme know what you think of him.