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This is one Mr. for whom I'd drop my panties.

Saturday, March 20th, 2010

Mr. Lady, who is not this person, turns the tender age of 35 today, which amazes me, because she is so wise in the ways of the world that I would have pegged her for at least 100.

I can't remember if I'm allowed to say her real name or not, because she seems to vacillate between being public or private, so I'll just call her Tits. Tits and I became friends because she got her passport stolen by an old lady in the bathroom while she was talking to Donald Sutherland. True story. Tanis texted me and asked me to call Tits to talk to her (Tanis was about to take off and had to turn her phone off). Always willing to talk on the phone, I called her and we spoke for a while until things had calmed down, and from that tiny seed sprouted a friendship.

So, the moral of the story is if you ever want to have a great friendship, track down Donald Sutherland.

Tits, I hope you have a wonderful birthday – you are a superb friend, an excellent mother, and a wise soul. I wish you nothing but lots of love and happiness today. And that is NOT a pencil in my pocket.

I need your votes!

Friday, March 19th, 2010

I need ten seconds of your time.

The “Outrageous Interactions” Video Contest is a contest designed to "acknowledge the sometimes uncommon nature of customer interactions in the call center, and encourages anyone with a customer service experience to create and submit short videos of an unusual customer interaction, real or imagined, based on a phone call, voice mail, email, letter, or web chat."

My friend Casey and I entered said contest, wherein we ended up a finalist, with a grand prize of $5,000. Here is how I would like you to allot the ten seconds:

Seconds 1-2: Click here and vote for "Chicken Sandwich".

Seconds 3-4: Ask anyone in your general vicinity to use their computer and vote.

Seconds 5-8: Tweet and post this on Facebook and ask your followers and friends to vote for us.

Seconds 9-10: Relax and pat yourself on the back for being awesome.

See? 10 measly seconds.


In other Avita-news, today is the birthday of the beautiful, funny Miss! She and I have enjoyed each other's blogs for awhile, and I was disappointed that I didn't get to say more than two words to her at BlogHer last year. However, in December, I took a trip out to Vegas for a Blogger Birthday Bash, and got to hang out with her (along with three other bloggers, not to mention Ren and Whall) for most of the weekend. She has managed to find love through the power of Twitter, which is pretty awesome! Miss has become a good friend over the last few months and even forgave me for using her camera and taking a photo of my nuts when I was a wee bit drunk. Happy birthday Miss!

A very crunk Avitable and Miss

A very crunk Avitable and Miss

40 is the new 20.

Tuesday, March 2nd, 2010

Dear Old Lady Shauna,

Today is your 40th birthday. Well, not for your boobs, but for the rest of you. And while you may feel old and decrepit and like you already have one foot in the grave, it's not true! Aging is the natural way of life, but it's understandable that you may worry about being less desirable or less attractive after the age of 40. I want to help you get rid of that fear, because I am a giver. Seriously – the Pope needs to authorize Saint Avitable posthaste.

So, in order to make you realize that 40 isn't the end and that suicide isn't the way to go just yet, here are 40 people and things that are 40 or older that I'd totally rub my nuts on:

  1. Demi Moore
  2. Jason Bateman
  3. Planet of the Apes
  4. Dr. No
  5. Cate Blanchett
  6. A giant redwood
  7. Jennifer Aniston
  8. Uranus
  9. The Internet
  10. Marisa Tomei
  11. Lauren Graham
  12. Superman
  13. The Producers
  14. Bill Cosby
  15. Sherlock Holmes
  16. Julia Louis Dreyfus
  17. The Three Musketeers
  18. Blueberry Pie
  19. Mashed Potatoes
  20. Las Vegas
  21. Batman
  22. Elisabeth Shue
  23. Stacey Dash
  24. Don Quixote
  25. Scrabble
  26. Ninjas
  27. Pepperoni Pizza
  28. Socks
  29. Kristin Davis
  30. Courteney Cox Arquette
  31. "Unchained Melody"
  32. Where The Wild Things Are
  33. Hershey's
  34. George Clooney
  35. Sandra Bullock
  36. "Sweet Caroline"
  37. The telephone
  38. Reese's Peanut Butter Cups
  39. Monopoly
  40. Vaginas

So, see? You're in good company! Happy birthday, Shauna Glenn!

The Princess and The Dragon

Sunday, January 17th, 2010

Once upon a time, in a far off land, there was a steep mountain. And on the side of that mountain was a large, deep cave. Inside that cave lived a mean, vicious dragon. With big green scales and a long pointy tail and dark glittery eyes, this dragon scared everyone who approached. And that's just how he liked it.

Then one day, a wee little princess with blonde curls showed up at his cave. "Go away!" he bellowed, blowing smoke from his nostrils.

"Nah," the princess said, and she kept coming in.

"I'll eat you alive!" the dragon roared and shot some flame in the air. That'll scare her away, he thought to himself.

"You're not really that scary," the princess replied and walked right up to him.

"Be careful – I'm a big mean scary dragon and I will step on you and kill you in an instant," the dragon said, a little more resigned this time.

"No you won't. Don't be a retard." The princess sat at the dragon's feet and began to talk to him. And to his surprise, the dragon talked back. Before he knew it, hours had passed, and it was dark.

"You'd better go home," the dragon said. "Here – let me give you a ride." With his huge sharp claws, he tried to guide her onto his back.

"Um, I don't need your help," she snapped. "I can make it home all by myself, thank you very much. Goodbye." The princess walked daintily off into the woods. She was so caught up in doing it by herself that she didn't even notice the dragon flying overhead, making sure she got home okay.

The next day, the dragon had visitor after visitor to his cave. Just like always, he bellowed and shot flames, and they all ran away, scared of the evil monster. And just like the day before, the little princess showed up again and ignored all of his bluster. The dragon and the princess talked again for many hours, and once again, when it was dark, she walked home alone and the dragon flew overhead to make sure that nothing happened to her.

This continued for many weeks and both the dragon and the princess enjoyed their talks very much. One day, though, the princess asked, "Dragon, why do you have to be so mean to everyone?"

"What do you mean," the dragon asked, "this is my nature and it's who I am. I'm mean and evil and everyone should be scared of me."

"But why," the princess persisted. "Why do you need to scare people away? You didn't scare me away and I like you."

"I don't really know how to be any other way," the dragon said quietly.

Face beaming, looking forward to the challenge, the princess exclaimed, "I'll help you!" And she reached into her pocket and pulled out a dagger. "This might hurt a bit," she said, and dug the dagger into his side.

"Ow – that hurts!" the dragon yelped like a little child. He watched in amazement as the princess used her dagger to pry off one of the scales and then toss it out of the cave. Under the scale, instead of blood and dragon guts, was shiny pink skin, which confused the dragon considerably.

Every day when the princess came over, she'd bring her dagger, and during their conversation, she'd peel off a few scales. It started to hurt the dragon less and less each time, and after a while, he started to help, too.

Two years passed while the dragon and princess talked every single day. She would still insist on walking home alone most nights, but if she was tired, she'd let the dragon fly her home. And she knew that he kept an eye on her even when she was alone, and that made her feel safe. And every day, she would bring her dagger and she and the dragon would peel off scales. And she would swear that the dragon was getting smaller every day until he wasn't much bigger than she was.

Finally the day came when the last of the scales were about to come off. These scales covered the dragon's chest, although calling him a dragon didn't seem appropriate anymore. He was now covered in shiny pink skin with brown hair and hazel eyes, and he was almost as human as you and I. The princess stood before him and peeled off the scales on his chest. Beneath them she could see his chest pulsing with every heartbeat. Without a thought, she drew him into a tight embrace.

"Dragon," she said in his ear, "you are a dragon no more. But you have a dragon's heart and that is what makes you special. Don't act like a dragon who wants to scare everyone away and eat them. Act like a man with a huge heart and show people who you really are – the man that I know and the man that I saw inside the dragon."

And the man came out of his cave and joined the world and realized that the princess had been right all along.

The End

Happy 30th birthday, Britt.

What a Faiqa wants, a Faiqa gets

Saturday, January 9th, 2010

Today is the birthday of the vibrant, amazing, generous, intelligent, nuanced, and attractive Faiqa Khan. I'm not sure how old she is, but I'll just guess. Happy 40th birthday, Faiqa!

I was having a hard time thinking of what I could do for her birthday. Here is a woman who has everything. A doting husband, two lovely children, a nice home in a neighborhood guarded against solicitors and Mexicans, and all the potential in the world. Luckily, though, she made it easy on me with a post she wrote on Thursday, letting all of her gracious readers know exactly what she wants for her birthday. I've decided to give her exactly what she wants. Her birthday wishes are in bold below:

1. Say thank you and please. Even to people who are supposed to just be doing their jobs.

I picked up a hooker and said "Please give me a half and half" and when she was done, I tossed her a napkin and said "Thank you."

2. Have an open mind when discussing another person’s opposing point of view.

I was walking down the street and some bastard said "Have a nice day!" I smashed him in the face and then kicked him in the ribs, but then I realized that it really was a nice day, so I thanked him for his perspective and continued on.

3. Don’t let your insecurity get in the way of believing people when they compliment you.

Usually when people whistle and say "Nice ass", I blush. Last time, though, I started to strut.

4. Hug your family and friends, tell them why you love them and why they’re special to you.

I'll take it a step further. I started hugging random strangers and random little kids in McDonald's Playland.

5. Remove harm from someone’s way. Even if it’s a piece of broken glass on the sidewalk. Help keep people safe.

In order to avoid causing whiplash from sudden stops, I removed all of the stop signs within a one-mile radius of my home.

6. If you believe in God, remember that God created every single thing. Treat his creations with respect and love. Exercise humility with regard to your blessings.

Wait – did He create Rush Limbaugh? I don't know if I can do this birthday wish.

7. Tell your children and spouse that you are proud of them.

I don't have children, so I told someone else's children. Can you bail me out of jail?

8. Take a deep breath and meditate on the following for thirty seconds: world peace.

I tried this, and then I got really bored and started thinking about whirled peas.

9. Remember that a single opinion does not define anyone. A person can be incredibly wrong about one thing and incredibly right about something else.

I will remain steadfast in that knowledge, despite my opinion that the government injects AIDS into chicken nuggets and that the moon landing was fake.

10. Sing loudly in front of the mirror while you’re getting ready for the day. Be the rock star that I know you are.

I've been getting ready for the day in a Dunkin Donut's bathroom, but I still sang "I Touch Myself" by the Divinyl's loudly and proudly.

11. Let someone in front of you in traffic.

Let them what?

12. Call someone you’ve been meaning to call but have been too busy to do so.

I finally called my grandfather. Turns out he's dead, though, so thanks a hell of a lot for that.

13. Don’t feel guilty. Either do something to fix it or forget about it.

I finally punched a nun. Thank you, Faiqa!

14. Don’t dissect anyone behind their back. You have a problem with someone or the way they’re handling something? Just tell them and get it over with.

Apparently, the Secret Service don't like it when you drive onto the Bush compound and try to tell W something to his face.

15. Eat something green. With leaves. Candy doesn’t count.

Well, I didn't eat it. I smoked it. But only twice because I was told that for a first timer, that's all I should do.

16. Relax. In the grand scheme of time, this really isn’t a big deal.

Fuck, you're right. It's just your birthday.

17. Turn off the TV and just sit. In silence. Embrace your thoughts. Renounce nothing in this moment and sit in a state of complete acceptance.

But what if I have to pee?

18. Even if it did not turn out just the way you wanted, look at this project with joy, acceptance and openness. You tried. And assume that everyone else did, too.

Okay, wait a second. Trying is not enough. If you tried and it didn't turn out right, you did something wrong! I don't know if I can stand behind this birthday wish either.

19. Think of someone who has wronged you, that you hate, that has hurt you. Now, pray for/send positive thoughts to them.

If I pray "I hope that you get hit by a car but that you die instantly instead of suffering," does that count?

20. Give yourself a big hug from me. Tell yourself that I’m glad you were born, that I’m glad you are alive, and that I want the best for you. Because it’s true.

I did that, and I threw in a little rub and a tug at the same time. Thank you!

Happy birthday, Faiqa. I am lucky to count you among my closest friends. I hope your birthday is filled with the love and joy that you deserve.

The Top Ten Blogs of 2009

Thursday, December 31st, 2009

If I thought my last few lists were hard, I didn't have a clue. Trying to comb the over 550 blogs that I have in my feedreader to find the ones I consider to be the top ten is a nigh impossible task. I tried to ignore the blogger behind the blog and instead look at three main questions:

1. Would I read this blog even if I didn't know the person writing it (or do I already read it without knowing the author)?

2. Does the blog's content impress me on every level?

3. Do I look forward to every post they write?

Does that mean that blogs not mentioned didn't meet these criteria? No. Since I've limited myself to ten, though, it means that I had to think very carefully before deciding whether I was ranking the blog or the blogger. And, as a side note, if you are reading this and you weren't mentioned, please don't see that as a slight in any way!

Since I was told by someone that the mini-reviews I write in lists like this are always technical and boring, I decided to just describe each blog with three words instead. And now, without further ado, for my last post in 2009, here, in no particular order, are my top ten blogs of 2009.

10. Blogography: Creative. Bittersweet. Entertaining.

9. Native Born: Principled. Strong. Compelling.

8. Mocha Momma: Heartstrings. Motivational. Inspiring.

7. Splendid Mishap: Funny. Raunchy. Vagina.

6. Mommy Melee: Righteous. Heartfelt. Authentic.

5. The Trephine: Thoughtful. Amazing. Humorous.

4. The Verdant Dude: Unique. Clever. Hirsute.

3. Cheaper Than Therapy: Stream-of-consciousness. Quirky. Hilarious.

2. Metalia: Hysterical. Peculiar. Nerd-o-riffic.

1. Miss Britt: Honest. Deep. Genuine.

Honorable Mentions:

See you next year!

So you say it's your birthday . . .

Wednesday, November 4th, 2009

In the People's Republic of Blogistan, there can be only one Queen. One ruler to unite them all. One leader to decide who lives and who gets to eat cupcakes. And that person is the one, the only, Hilly.

Snackiepoo, Queen of the PRB

Snackiepoo, Queen of the PRB

Today, she turns the magical age of 38. That means that tonight she gets to go out, pick up two 19-year old hunks, and have them work her over twice. It's her right.

In honor of this splendiferous occasion, here are 38 things that are so awesome that they should be renamed Hilly:

  1. Cupcakes
  2. Ryan Reynolds
  3. True Blood
  4. Splash Mountain
  5. Orgasms
  6. Kittens
  7. Tori Amos
  8. The Earl of Sandwich
  9. California
  10. A Hemi
  11. Movie Friday
  12. Trader Joe's
  13. Tom Welling
  14. Hawaiian Punch and Rum
  15. Mimi's
  16. No Humidity
  17. Sunset on the Beach
  18. Time with Friends
  19. Fitting into Smaller Jeans
  20. Smiles
  21. Alone without Loneliness
  22. Home
  23. A Good Walk
  24. Lots of Comments on your Birthday
  25. Making Out
  26. Not Being 40
  27. Skipping When You Walk
  28. Ice Cream
  29. Waking Up Each Morning
  30. Presents
  31. That Ding Sound Tweetdeck Makes
  32. Ninjas
  33. Puppies
  34. A Good Laugh and a Snort
  35. A Hot Bath
  36. Filet Mignon
  37. Snow and a Fire in the Fireplace
  38. 24 Night

Happy birthday, Hilly. Everybody, go leave Hilly a comment so she can get at least 38 comments for her 38th birthday, or maybe even 76!

When crafts go horribly wrong

Sunday, October 11th, 2009

A couple of friends of mine started a great blog last year that showcases crafts from Etsy that are horrible, funny, weird, strange or just plain fucked up, coupled with great commentary (and some great comments), all designed to make people laugh. It's called Craftastrophe and it's been a favorite online destination of mine for the past year.

To celebrate their one-year anniversary, they're giving away a gift certificate to Eden Fantasys, the Internet's coolest sex toy store!

Go check out their post about it – all you have to do is find a good submission from Etsy to send to them, comment on it, and you'll be entered!

(Oh, and here's the post where they mentioned one of my props from last year's Halloween party!)

What's Canadian for Tranny?

Sunday, September 27th, 2009

Adam and Tanis

Today is my friend Tanis's 34th birthday. She's a Canadian, but I don't hold that against her. Over the last year, she and I have become good friends, and we have gotten to know each other pretty well. I think I "get" her and I know she "gets" me, and yet she keeps trusting me to send her packages that she can't get shipped to her home in the middle of the ass-end of nowhere. She is a blonde, so I guess that's her excuse.

In the course of our friendship, we've shared several secrets with each other. It's a part of trusting someone, obviously. I've told her where the bodies are buried, and she's told me about her years on the Tijuana donkey-fucking circuit. We've really built a circle of trust, which is why I was surprised by what I found Friday night.

I was just doing my typical Friday night tranny pornathon, which I do from 11:00 PM until midnight, when I came across this photo. It obviously shows that there is one huge secret that Tanis hadn't shared with me yet:

Tanis_Tranny

See what I mean? Who knew she had such a tacky red rose tattoo? Happy Birthday, Tanis!

The Quarter Century

Sunday, August 16th, 2009

By the age of 25:

Orson Welles had coscripted, directed, and starred in Citizen Kane.

Charlie Chaplin had appeared in 35 films.

Janis Joplin had grossed over a million dollars with her first hit.

Charles Lindbergh flew alone across the Atlantic Ocean.

Joseph Smith founded the Mormons.

John Singleton had directed "Boyz 'N the Hood."

Jack Nicklaus had won the Masters.

Mark Spitz had won 7 Olympic gold medals.

Steven Jobs had co-founded Apple Computer.

Mary Shelley had written Frankenstein.

Each of these accomplishments pales in the face of the accomplishment of Sheila, who turns 25 years old today. Founding a religion, writing a book, earning a ton of money or medals – none of these accomplishments can hold a candle to her crowning achievement. By the age of 25, Sheila was friends with Adam Avitable. And that is obviously the zenith of her life. There's no topping it. It's all downhill from here. Next she'll be 30, then 50, then 75, then dead.

So go wish her a happy birthday while there's still time and it's still happy. Happy birthday, Sheila!

Click for some nipple licking

Click for some nipple licking