{source: Struck/Axiom}

*Swoon!* I want to lean on his chest, take a rest, do my best. Bebe gaurl. Ah, ha!

As it’s a mere two days before my favorite of all pagan holidays, Halloween, I’ve been doing as all American do this time of year – watching a lot of Ghostbusters and Ghostbusters II via Netflix ondemand. I’ve come to realize that this is one of those times I especially wish I had a time machine, because I would go back to 1989 and punch my kid self in the face for liking Ghostbusters II over Ghostbusters, but that’s a whole different self-hating story.

But seeing as I love to hate Ghostbusters II so much, I’ve found the following nuggets that make my Slimer giggle (hey self, that sound disgusting, never say that again):

Bob Ross paints a happy little faux-Vigo:

Some dude paints a happy little real Vigo:

And because you’ll never play it because pretty much all movie NES games suck (speaking of time machines, I’m especially talking about you BTTF, though this video talking about how much you suck isn’t much better):

I would be remiss if I didn’t post the song of this blog title, Spirit. God bless you, buckingham, for reminding me of the brilliance that is Doug E. Fresh.

Dear self,

Just doing a check-in on your political beliefs. I know you’ve been keeping a close eye on this over the years (May 3rd, 2006 and September 18th, 2008) but you’ve been going through some of those late-twenties Garden State style growing pains lately.

That being said, congrats on the consistency and, as your grandma would say, enjoy your slippery slope to hell. You’re doing alright.

Love,
me.

You are a Social Liberal (66% permissive) and an… Economic Liberal (30% permissive) You are best described as a: Democrat Link: The Politics Test on OkCupid.com: Free Online Dating Also: The OkCupid Dating Persona Test

jantzie: we’ve been working together for a while and have become fast friends, wouldn’t you say?
iam1cuteboy: I would say yes
iam1cuteboy: we hit it off quickly
jantzie: yes
jantzie: that’s why I have something important to ask you
jantzie: sethy setherson…
jantzie: will you be my work spouse?
iam1cuteboy: yes yes a thousand times yes
iam1cuteboy: aren’t you supposed to be on one knee for this?
jantzie: I am
jantzie: keyboard on my knee
jantzie: I’m crying, I think i just shorted out the N key
jantzie: you’ve made me the happiest graphic designer here at The Golden Palace
iam1cuteboy: can we exchange vows in the solarium?
jantzie: YES
jantzie: this is really happening
jantzie: also, this is all going on my blog

What an adorable little song about a fresh faced girl who loves candy and HWAAAH?

{source: b9n & Mustache and Monocle}

Oh man, you always know just what I need, Internet. BFFs forever.

I don’t know if it’s the economy, allergies, or lack of recent celebrity dirt naps, but I’m feeling a bit blue today. Thus I’ve tuned my Pandora dials into a station I lovingly refer to as “with the tracks, not against.”

Anyhoo, I’m a bit slow on the musical draw to begin with, but Pandora has been referring me to some great bands I’ve never heard. I’m particularly fascinated with the sound of Dr. Dog; it’s like my ears stole a time machine to the 1970’s. As I am but a wee lass, I pretended I was going to high school in the 1970s if 1990s equaled 1970s. This is going to be a shocker, so I hope you’re sitting down – I didn’t have many friends in school. Unless you count Freddy Mercury and David Gates.

Who wants to join my bookclub for a reading of a motivational classic, “All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten from Google,” eh?

This reminds me of my job – all jingles and hostage negotiations.