eeknight was pretty drained when he got home yesterday, so we decided to postpone the anniversary celebration to this weekend. So last night we had burritos & beer for dinner at Chipotle and then stopped by Dominick's to solve the kitty litter crisis--ah, a celebration of domesticity! Okay, we didn't completely ignore the day: we also had hot fudge brownie sundaes and anniversary nookie (not at the same time).

EEK told me he had a celebrity sighting at the courthouse yesterday: R. Kelly, who is of course spending much time in court defending himself on child pornography charges (nice mug shot sicko).

Link dump time:

A PSA about the growing epidemic of blog depression.

Alan Cumming has a fragrance called Cumming. No joke. Check out the commercial: what does Cumming smell like? (sound, nudity, man who puts makeup on better than I do). Thanks raqs.

What Nobel Prize-winning poet loves phone sex with his students? Seamus Heaney. You'd think he could come up with something more poetic to initiate the conversation though.

The 4th Amendment is HOT: thong or boxers?  There are also I DO NOT CONSENT hats, bags, clothing and stickers.

And finally for 2nd Amendment activists: the Texas six-shooter BBQ grill.