I was talking to a friend who expressed frustration that her more thoughtful posts were less commented than those that were quickly concocted—folks got all crazy-like commenting on toaster sandwiches but were kind of meh about her pistachio pops
Me I thought the pops rocked. Mostly because—as a keen observer of the human anatomy—I couldn’t help [...]

Hope you enjoyed that sexy title.
After all, it’s hump day.
*bow chicka wow wow*
So Erin Cooks—that saucy bakerella—wants you to get some. And she knows just how to give it to you.
To get some sweet sweet love, enter to win Erin’s copy of the Warren Brown CakeLove cookbook. The recipes are smokin hot. Look at this [...]

At least as it applies to blogging.
After being outed as a 10-year blogger (beating the mistress of the haus by 3 years) our beloved Erin Cooks has tweeted into the friendternet, asking if she could win a prize for longevity.
To that I say yes.
It will come in the form of a Costco-size pack of Depends [...]

This weekend I went to a party in San Antonio. The lovely Girl Ferret turned 27, and accordingly the lovely Girl Ferret’s lovely girl friend (the notorious Hä.N.Ni) turned green. Yes kids, much merry–and mixed drink—making was had.
Don’t worry about me though. It is true that someone, after seven vodka shots, fell asleep on the [...]

Last weekend I attended a Christmas party. And at that Christmas party, the hostess said, “Eat, drink and freak dance with strangers.” And it was so.
Then the hostess baked a killer brie, served some sumptuous stuffed mushrooms and cooked the cutest baby quiche. Merriment—like our peppermint martinis–flowed freely. And it was good.
The party I attended [...]

Back when I was on the skids and unemployed, I took this class. And one of the things I learned was that 80% of people land jobs through networking.
This surprised me, because I’ve *never* gotten work this way. My last two jobs I got through the Internet. And statistically nobody gets work though the Internet—only [...]

Maaa always says you can pick your nose, and you can pick your friends, but you can’t pick your friend’s nose.
Now the nose thing is total bullshit. If I’ve learned anything in life, it’s that friends (and gynecologists) can stick their fingers wherever the hell they want. Case in point: Smug Ellie, my college roommate, [...]

Out with friends the other night, I met the most charming girl. Her name is Jody and she is a 34-DD.
Now you may be asking yourself, why, pray tell, does Hänni know the cup size of a girl she just met?
Well, it’s not because I was checking her out or anything … Because I was [...]

Angelface and I have this friend. His name is Mike, but I like to think of him as Mister Misadventure. Mister Misadventure makes Hänni happy. While I’ve split my pants a time or two (or three or four), I’ve never unclogged a toilet with my bare hands and I’ve never forgotten to remove “I like [...]

Now that I live in Florida, I rarely wear hosiery.  Instead I slather bronzer on my cankles and call it good.  Because it’s always so effing hot here, most people do likewise.
Imagine my surprise then, when I walked into a party and the vast majority of attendees were wearing tights… and they were men.
Yesterday Angelface [...]