best thing ever.

not to be confused with 'best week ever' -- frankly, i'm over VH1 and their talking head overkill. trust me, i love nostalgia just as much as the next girl (probably even moreso. i throw disco bashes, dammit) but do we really need THIS many shows featuring marginally famous people (oh, and "pop culture experts". can't forget them) making marginally humorous remarks about decades/toys/celebrity breakups/whatever other topics a producer can come up with? it worries me that recent college grads probably aspire to be regulars on one of these sort of shows. kids, i know being on tv seems supercool, but these days it doesn't mean you're talented because they let you talk on camera.

now where was i? oh yes - so the best thing ever. the other day i washed a blanket, and folded it up and threw it in a bag immediately upon its egress from the dryer. and as i didn't receive an invite, i had no idea about the little static energy party going on within the confines of that bag since then. so upon unleashing my blanket onto my bed last night, i shut off my light, hopped into bed and unfolded the blanket...and saw sparks! seriously. my room lit up like it was the fourth of july. it was fantastic. (yea, so, a burst of static electricity completely made my week. what can i say - i never tried those basic science experiments when i was a kid).