Spectacularly unproductive weekend. But it was a good break from the recent day-to-day -- let's just say that the last week had a bit more "the hell?!?" than I usually care for. But if you're gonna be unproductive (and no I don't think liveblogging the opening ceremonies counts as productive), might as well go all out. So we spent most of last night and this morning watching tapes of the current season of Project Runway which, of course, rules in its fabulosity (thanks, Alicia!).
OMG!! TMBG!!! (once again yoinked from Gothamist, where they're all sitting under 2 feet of snow today but still bringing the bloggy goodness)
And then there's this. Which has, yes, been blogged to death here, there and everywhere. But it's still worth a mention, slotting right between Addams Family and Mr. T for coolest cereal tie-in. Or as Pru put it, nothing says "breakfast" like the combo of milk and unwashed, drunken pirates.

OMG!! TMBG!! So big-bandy! And John and John looked so young, and so thin.
I wonder if the Pirates cereal has a faint taste of rum . . . . Well, mine will, even if it doesn't come out of the box that way.