Yikes! Bidding is over a thousand bucks and nine days to go! You're over the limit for what I can get away with without my husband saying "what the hell did you buy???? You're NEVER even gonna to wear those shoes! I bet you can't even walk in them. Walk. Yes, now, WALK! You look like a moron and you're gonna kill yourself in those, enjoy the five hundred dollar blisters, idiot. And change your emergency contact info for when they cart you off to the emergency room in the wahmbulance, cause if it's a shoe-related injury, I ain't comin to get you."
@momof3wildkids: Oh really...hmm...another couple of days and it'll be down into my price range! And if I got another copy of her book (bargain bin, natch), I could strap them to my feet and wear them as shoes (just anticipating the "what the hell are you going to do with that? You're not even going to read it, and if you are, it's just going to make you angry. At least you can wear a pair of expensive shoes. Idiot." rant).
The best Sarah Palin book in the world is to buy Going Rouge, replace the dust jacket with Going Rogue and convincing her to sign it. Then you return Going Rogue and put Going Rouge on eBay.
I am glad this is going to Save the Children. Though I would think this would be a good fundraiser for Planned Parenthood and, of course, Rape Kits for Alaska.
Just to clarify: No one's signature obscured any of the family's wilderness recipes, right? Because I'm only bidding to get Bristol's Beaver. I hear it's sublime.
@Richard Petty Bourgeoisie: No. None of the recipes have been obscured. The words contained within next year's NBA Fiction Prize-winning book have been preserved for future generations of fiction gormandizers.
I want this book to become like a chain letter. The winner should keep adding the signatures of literary luminaries and resell it for charity, as does the next winner, and the next, ad infinitum.
@Mrs. Beeton: Agreed. I will promise to do my best to get James Frey to sign this if someone wants. It seems appropriate. But for the sanctity of the auctioned prize, he has yet to be added. Yet.
@Foster Kamer: James Frey? Small potatoes. Surely someone at Gawker knows someone who knows someone who works with a guy in the Obama administration who has the balls to ask him to sign the book. You've got nine days...better get to work...
@reimoise: The winner of the auction should take it to one of the official signings and get it signed by her. Would probably increase the resale value tenfold.
@Foster Kamer: OMG, idea! I must bid on this book, win this book, and use this book to attract young Levi to my lair (yes, I have a lair, don't judge me), where he will sign my book, which is my new euphamism for having sexy time.
Here's the dirty little secret: there's nothing particularly glamorous about being an Ivy League grad. (I didn't go to Harvard or Yale, but have 2 Ivy degrees, with lots of relatives/friends/co-workers who are Ivy grads.) If you look at us (not just me, but my cohort, in our 40s), you'd probably call us successful.
But we're not Kennedys or Bushes. We tend to make decent money, but we're still dealing with mortgages, trying to avoid getting fat, filling out paperwork all day, figuring out who's going to drive the kids to soccer practice, wondering if we're going to end up divorced, trying to keep our values and our sanity intact.
I want to my alma mater's game Saturday. Game sucked, but beautiful weather, and a nice way to spend some time with my kids. It's nice to reminisce; I had a good college experience.
But Sunday when I did the grocery shopping, no one at the store cared where I went to college. Today I'm back at work, which is alternately boring and interesting, just like always. It's not any different from my friends and neighbors who went to State U, Adequate Catholic University with Famous Athletic Program, or Liberal Arts College You've Never Heard Of.
This isn't meant to be a whine; I recognize that I've got a pretty good life, particularly on the monetary side. But if going to an Ivy League school was as wonderful as Kamer makes it seem, why are so many of us wasting time commenting on Gawker?
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My husband would say something similar about shoes.....
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Still no 'full-frontal' head shot of you? I'd throw in some change for that.
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She had hundreds of them in high school she passed along to friends, I even found some of them long after we broke up.
I never knew she stole the idea from someone else. For some reason I always assumed she was deranged enough to have thought of it herself.
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Format: Hardcover
Publication Year: 2009
Topic: --
Special Attributes: 1st Edition, Signed Language: English
Condition: Brand New
Subject: Folklore, Mythology
LOLOLOL
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Oh, it's a mutha-fuckin-BID-OFF!
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The best Sarah Palin book in the world is to buy Going Rouge, replace the dust jacket with Going Rogue and convincing her to sign it. Then you return Going Rogue and put Going Rouge on eBay.
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I thought this was a Sarah Palin autographed Going Rouge book. Sadly, it is not.
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Or did this particular copy not make it to the Fleshbot awards also?
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Well, now we know what type of pad Nick has.
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But we're not Kennedys or Bushes. We tend to make decent money, but we're still dealing with mortgages, trying to avoid getting fat, filling out paperwork all day, figuring out who's going to drive the kids to soccer practice, wondering if we're going to end up divorced, trying to keep our values and our sanity intact.
I want to my alma mater's game Saturday. Game sucked, but beautiful weather, and a nice way to spend some time with my kids. It's nice to reminisce; I had a good college experience.
But Sunday when I did the grocery shopping, no one at the store cared where I went to college. Today I'm back at work, which is alternately boring and interesting, just like always. It's not any different from my friends and neighbors who went to State U, Adequate Catholic University with Famous Athletic Program, or Liberal Arts College You've Never Heard Of.
This isn't meant to be a whine; I recognize that I've got a pretty good life, particularly on the monetary side. But if going to an Ivy League school was as wonderful as Kamer makes it seem, why are so many of us wasting time commenting on Gawker?
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