My name is Lindsay Applebaum.
My comments are entirely personal and do not represent the views of The Washington Post or any other Washington Post-affiliated company, so put the pitchfork down and slowly back away.
I am sick.
I can either sit here hacking up a lung, WebMDing phrases like “Can you cough a hole into your throat?” and convincing myself I’m dying of a rare flu because a rabid bird/pig tragically spit in my mouth at some point without me noticing, OR I can continue to be distracted by this vast, sparkling, social-media sea of self-importance before me. Hello, Tumblr.
In case you missed this during the actual Olympics, when I posted it on the D.C. Sports Bog, please watch this video. It is absolutely hilarious (if not slightly offensive) and so is the mastermind behind it, Will O’Neill.
Deep Fried Tootsie Roll On A Stick
(via flickr)
“My Wife Tragically Died Recently and Now I’m Getting on With My Life in a Public Forum Because Feel-Good Stories Kill in the Ratings” Guy on Idol is actually very talented. Still, he and my sensitive side need to get a room already.
