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Celebrity Sighting: Andrew McCarthy

Brat-Packer Andrew McCarthy! 87th and Lex. Not aging so well.

Sent from my BlackBerry wireless handheld.

It's Coming, It's Coming! Starbucks Update

The inside isn't nearly done, but they're hanging the sign at my new neighborhood Starbucks today!

UPDATE: This post was linked to from one of my favorite blogs... Curbed!

F Train Tragedy

So this is going to be a terrible post. I was on the F Train coming home after taping my VH1 segment, when the train came to an abrupt stop. After a few seconds, the conductor came over the loud speaker and said, "We have a customer on the track." As it turns out, someone committed suicide by jumping in front of the train. The train was just entering the West 4th stop.

I was in the second to last car which wasn't in the station yet, so myself and the other passengers had to walk through all the cars to the front in order to get off the train. When we deboarded, the station was loaded with firemen and police officers, and they were looking under the train for the body, the person... it was so horrible. I didn't see any blood or anything - thank God - but there was a stretcher and other stuff.

This was all I could find on the Internet about it. I'm sure there will be more; it just happened.

Manhattan, NY +Transit Delay+ Power is off on the downtown "F" Line due to an EDP that jumped onto the tracks in front of the train and was struck by the train at Waverly Place and 6th Avenue, ESU and FD on the scene, expect delays on the transit system.

(NOTE: EDP stands for Emotionally Disturbed Person.)

Here's something else: Gothamist

Check back later because I'm going to write more on this. I met a guy and we had a nice talk about life and I want to tell you about it.

For those of you who may be depressed:

The National Suicide Prevention Lifeline is a 24-hour, toll-free suicide prevention service available to anyone in suicidal crisis. If you need help, please dial 1-800-273-TALK (8255).

UPDATE: This post was linked to from Gothamist.

There is a God

Ladies and Gentlemen, a Starbucks is opening two doors down from my apartment building.

My landlord owns the building, and I'm sure he just made a pretty penny renting it out to them. Previously it was a general store that pretty much carried everything from cleaning supplies to electronics to weave (yes, as in hair weave) to mousetraps. I used to buy my lightbulbs there.

After what happened at my last neighborhood Starbucks, I'm going to be bold and lay claim to this one right now: THIS ONE'S MINE, LENNY! So back off...

Anyway, I'm going to be chronicle the progress of this delightful addition to my block with pictures, so keep checking back.

A Friend's Email to Her Boyfriend's Mother

My friend Kristin sent me the following email. She and her boyfriend Charlie are spending the holidays with his parents in Lake Forest, Illinois, and this email summed up their travel schedule.

Enjoy!

-----Original Message-----
Date: Wednesday, December 13, 2006 10:34 AM
From: Kristin
To: undisclosed recipients
Subject: Fwd: send to your mom

Dear friends,

Please read the email below. I asked Charlie to look it over and send it to his mother so she had our schedule for the week. My intention was that he ERASE THE TOP PORTION IN CAPS and then forward it on, but he did not read it... he just sent it.

And you all wonder why she hates me...


--- Kristin wrote:

> Date: Tue, 12 Dec 2006 14:52:37 -0800 (PST)
> From: Kristin
> To: charlie@xxx.com
> Subject: send to your mom
>
>
> CHARLES I WANT YOUR MOM TO HAVE OUR SCHEDULE SO SHE CAN’T
> BITCH AND COMPLAIN ABOUT NOT KNOWING WHAT WE HAVE ON THE
> AGENDA FOR THE WEEK. I AM NOT GOING TO BE HELD HOSTAGE BY HER
> AGAIN THIS YEAR AND MISS SEEING MY FRIENDS.
>
> THANK YOU
>
> --------------
>
> Hi Jane!
>
> I’m writing about Christmas presents...
>
> In the past 4-5 years, I have given you every cozy thing I can think of... cashmere
> scarves (I believe you have every color at this point), socks, sweat pants, etc. I
> don’t think I can possibly get you any warmer! Please give me an idea of what
> you’d like this year.
>
> Also, I’ve been in touch with some friends that I’d love to see while in Chicago
> over the holiday, and I want to let you know in advance what the schedule is so we
> can plan accordingly. If you want me to cancel any dates... please let me know.
>
> Thu 21 DEC
> Delta 6464*
> NYC-LAGUARDIA @ 100P - ARRIVE CHICAGO-O’HARE @ 235P
>
> We’re yours all afternoon and night.
>
> Friday 22nd
> Charles and I are going to Chicago in the late afternoon to see our friends Melissa
> and Chad.
>
> Saturday 23rd
> Free in the afternoon.
>
> Dinner with Elaine & Fred in LF.
>
> Sunday 24th
> Free
>
> Monday 25th
> Free
>
> Tuesday 26th
> Going to Chicago to see my brother, friend Julie and her husband Barrett. Time
> TBD.
>
> Alison may come to LF for lunch with baby Jack.
>
> Wed 27 DEC
> Delta 6464*
> DEPART CHICAGO-O’HARE @ 310P – ARRIVE NYC-LAGUARDIA @ 620P

Stuff Your Stockings wth 20 Times a Lady!

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And look what the nice reviewers at B&N have to say...

Amber, A reviewer, 11/19/2006

Couldn't put it down

This book was recommended to me right before I went on a trip. I started it on the plane and I didn't want to put it down! It was one of those mindless and funny books that are so fun to read when you just want to zone out from all the madness of life. It was so fun to read about all the ex's and hilarious how a few of them reminded me of similar mistakes of my past. I loved the ending also. It was a very fun read.


Loretta, A reviewer, 07/07/2006

Hilarious, fun-filled, thought-provoking

WOW! In her first attempt at fiction Karyn Bosnak hits a home run. This book made me laugh out loud, cry and everything in between as I embarked on the wild cross-country trip of ex's with the books leading lady: Delilah. Whether it's the shoot-from-the-hip friend Michelle, her nagging mother or any of her past boyfriends, you're sure to find yourself in her shoes and in her head as you journey through this pageturner. Bosnak's writing style is quirky, fast-paced, easy to read and makes you feel like the most 'normal' person on earth. Don't miss a page of this sure to be best seller.

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Mug Shots are the New Black?

Last week I watched a special on VH1 called the "40 Most Shocking Celebrity Mug Shots" and when it was over—call me crazy—I found myself wanting a mug shot of my very own. Everyone has one these days—they're kind of like the new black—and this Nicole Richie DUI arrest on Monday only fueled my desire.

Not only do I think mug shots are sexy, but the actual act of taking one seems kind of exciting, like a gamble. You only get one chance at making it good, so do you look up? Down? Do you smile? Cry? Do you appear remorseful? Innocent? Vulnerable? Menacing?

Decisions, decisions.

Personally I like mug shots that say, "Yeah, I got caught... but I had a damn good time." Like Kimora Lee Simmons', for example...

That bitch is happy.

I'm not so crazy about mug shots that say, "I shouldn't be in jail, I should be in a mental ward." Like Glen Campbell's...

That sh*t freaks me out.

I don't just want a mug shot—I think I deserve one. I've had two run-ins with the law in my lifetime* and pretty much got off both times—it's about time someone teaches me a lesson. Anyway, I'm hoping to have one by the end of the year. So to all the booking-hungry NYC cops out there, keep an eye out for me. I'm going to be living life on the edge in the coming weeks. In addition to plain ole jaywalking, I might jump lines at the subway, buy and use illegal drugs openly on the street, or peep into my neighbors' windows late at night. I'm also considering doing these other things, which have all resulted in a photo-op...

• Beating up an NBA star
• "Freeing incarcerated crustaceans"
• Disturbing the peace by playing bongos naked in my apartment
• Faking my own abduction
• Stapling my scrotum to my thigh in public (oh, wait - I don't have a scrotum. But I could staple someone else's scrotum to their thigh. Volunteers?)
• Running over some people

I'll keep you posted as to any progress I make. Peace out.

*The first run-in occurred when I was just 17 years old. My parents were out of town so I invited some friends over for beer and fun on a Slip 'N' Slide. The evening's festivities got a wee bit out of hand when a male friend began Slip 'N' Sliding naked. At the same time, the 10-year-old daughter of an uptight neighbor looked out the window, saw his penis flapping in the breeze, and began crying hysterically. Her mom called the police and I ended up getting a ticket for disorderly conduct because it was my party. Bitches. Both of them.

My court date was a big to-do in the neighborhood. The family attorney was called in, and other, more friendly neighbors came to defend me. After my sister swore to the judge that my male friend wasn't naked, but was wearing thin khaki shorts that, when wet, made him look like he was naked, the case was dismissed.

My mother was sure having a record for disorderly conduct would jeopardize my future, so she was relieved. Looking back now, sharing this story with others has helped me win friends through the years, not lose them. Anyway, my second run-in with the law occurred in college when I was caught for underage drinking. I got a ticket and had to pay a fine, the whole thing was pretty uneventful.

UPDATE: This post was linked to from A Socialite's Life and Gawker. Thanks guys!

Debra Jackson, Dollar Palace Shopper

My Dream

After taking Beverly for a long walk today, I came home, turned on a little space heater I have and fell asleep on the couch. While I was sleeping, I had the most delightful dream that I lived in a big apartment that had six rooms, a walk-in closet, an enormous kitchen and a big back deck. It was in NYC, but for some reason it was on the beach. (Dreams never make sense.) Flickering candles were sitting on all the tables outside and it was so nice...

I hate small NYC apartments. I want a place like this.

I don't know why I decided to write about my dream. Maybe I'm hoping doing so will help it become real.

Okay, bye bye.

Happy Holidays!

Click here to watch me dance!

(NOTE: The site seems to be a bit slow today, so refresh the page if it times out.)

One World

Do you all know how YouTube works?

When people post videos, you can respond in two ways. You can leave a text comment like you do on blogs, or you can leave a video comment, where you actually tape yourself responding to whatever it is the person said/posted.

With that said, back in April some guy posted a video called "One World," in which he asked people to "make a stand, make a statement, make a difference. Write something, anything, on your hand and share it with the world. What will you choose to write?" Here it is:

The video received over 3,000 text comments and over 2,000 video responses from people all over the world. Almost everyone wrote "feel good" messages on their hands, things along the lines of...

One Love
Peace
Be Kind
Smile Often
Love Everyone

You can see the responses here.

After going through a number of them, I decided to jump on the bandwagon. However, I didn't just make my own response, I convinced Elvis to make one as well. Here they are:

Celebrity Sighting: Chelsea Clinton

Chelsea Clinton! 58th & Madison

No sign of Bill or Hill.

Sent from my BlackBerry wireless handheld.

VH1's 50 Greatest Internet Superstars & Me

VH1 is producing a "50 Greatest Internet Superstars" show and I made the cut.

I. AM. PUMPED.

I get to sit down for an interview, so maybe I'll be one of those people they cut to during the progam who comment on things. I hope so. I've always wanted to be one of those people. I'll keep you posted.

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...

I never thought I'd say this, but I hope NYC gets this:

Storms turn fury to Midwest, southern Plains

It's 67 degrees outside right now and it's December. My allergies have been out of control and I can't take it anymore. I want cold, I want frost, I want snow...

Boycotting babyGap

I'm boycotting babyGap. I entered Nora in the 2007 babyGap casting call and they didn't pick her as one of the finalists. I'm not a stage-aunt or anything, who's trying to force Nora into modeling, but one of the prizes was a $5,000 college scholarship, so I thought what the heck?

Anyway, back to them not choosing her. I know it's wrong to judge other people's children, but Nora is waaay than some of the tykes they chose. I mean sure, there are some cute kids in the mix, but not all of them are that cute. (Does that even make any sense?) Here are the kids they chose:


And here's the picture I entered:


Yes, she's bald, but I'd totally buy the swimsuit if I saw this picture in a catalog, wouldn't you? Also, I worked for the Gap for a while when I was in college and was even employee of the month once. Not a way to treat your past employees, Gap, Inc.

You can call me a sore loser if you want, because... well, I am - but regardless, babyGap items will not be under my Christmas tree this year.

The Pursuit of Happyness

The people who optioned the rights to Save Karyn, Escape Artists, are the same producers behind the new Will Smith movie, The Pursuit of Happyness. Will Smith was on Oprah today and OMG! - the movie looks amazing!

For everyone who keeps asking about Save Karyn, it's still in development. I don't know what I'm allowed to say about it, so I'm just going to be vague. I'll keep you posted as to any progress!

Click here to learn more about The Pursuit of Happyness.

Scary Baby Dolls

My niece Nora is really into baby dolls right now, so I've been checking them out online. In doing so, I've run across the UGLIEST. BABY DOLL. EVER.

Brace yourself... Here she is...




Her name is Stacy, and she's what they call a "Little Biker Beauty." I swear, she's real, not a joke. You can see for yourself here. Isn't she terrible? I just wanna spank her. OMG, that was mean. Anyway, she costs $150. Can you believe it?

Ewww.

Golden Retriever Songs... and more!

Oh wow... this is kind of fabulous.

Heather writes and sings acoustic folk songs about dogs. She has four albums:

Boxer Songs - the ultimate gift for the Boxer dog lover who has it all
Canine Water Songs - celebrates dogs that love to swim
Golden Retriever Songs - that special something for the Golden Retriever lover
Scottish Terrier Songs - a must for anyone who loves Scottie dog

Here are some of my favorites. Have a listen...

The Pizza
This song is about eating pizza in front of a Golden Retriever.
I LOVE how she belts out "CHEEEEEEESE!" at the beginning, and then how she describes how grease drips down her wrist.


No Prozac
Heather's own description: "A trio of frustrated Boxer owners learn to come to terms with their dogs' lack of perfect obedience."
This one's got a lotta soul, I tell 'ya.


No Herbicide
Heather's description says it all: "Inspired by Perdue's recent research study, this is a jazzy reminder to Scottie owners to avoid using lawn-care chemicals."


Barney Says
This one is written from the P.O.V. of President Bush's dog, Barney.
Heather's description: "President George W. Bush's little dog is a Scottish Terrier named Barney. Some folks like the President, and some don't... but what would Barney say?"


Golden Oldies
I'll be honest... this song did bring tears to my eyes. It's about a Golden Retriever who's slowing down with age.


ENJOY!


(Yes I'm making fun, but in all honesty I found the page while searching for Yorkie pictures, so I may be just as big a dork.)

Flu Shots

What are your thoughts on flu shots? I've never had one and I'm thinking about getting one tomorrow. I've always been anti-flu shot, although I don't have a really good reason why. I guess I've always thought it was better to let my body work through illnesses naturally.

My sister is having another baby in January, so I'll probably stay in Connecticut with her for a month or so to help with my niece Nora, and to help her get adjusted to life with two kids. (It's her husband's busy season at work, so she'll be flying solo during the day.) She wants me to get one, but I don't know... Do they even work? Thoughts?

PS - If I do get one, this will be a big deal for me. I hate needles. HATE. I've been known to freak out and cry up receiving them simply because I'm so terrified.

"Titmen" are Pigs

So I just spellchecked something I'm working on, and spellcheck flagged the word "bullshit" and wanted to replace it with the word "bushtit."

Okay, um... is this a word?

I just looked it up and apparently it is. I found two definitions...

bush·tit
n. Either of two small, long-tailed birds (Psaltriparus minimus or P. melanotis) of western North America, having predominantly gray plumage.

bush·tit
n. active gray titmice of western North America

Okay, um... titmice?

tit·mouse
n. pl. tit·mice
Any of numerous small insect-eating passerine birds of the family Paridae, found in woodland areas throughout the world and including especially members of the genus Parus, such as the chickadee. See Regional Note at tit¹.

Okay wait, so you can just call a titmouse a tit?

tit¹
n.

1. A titmouse.
2. Any of various small, similar or related birds.

Yes, you can.

Tit is an old Germanic word for “small” and is used in various northern European languages to refer to small objects, animals, or people, especially girls. The word is most common in American English in combinations that denote various small birds, such as the titmouse or tomtit. A titman in the 19th century could mean a small or stunted person, as Henry David Thoreau indicates when he calls his generation “a race of tit-men.” Tit and titman are still used in New England, mostly by farmers to refer to the runt of a litter of pigs.

I always thought a "titman" was guy who liked boobs, much in the same way some men are "assmen." Who knew it's a small/stunted person? Or better yet, a pig who's a runt.

So see, the next time some pervert tells you he likes your tits, it's completely acceptable to call him a pig, because that's what titmen are.


I know, I know... am I a thirty year old woman or a teenage boy? I'm a woman, but I can't help but to find humor in all this.

Video Post - Story Time

I'm finishing up a project right now, and when it's done, I'll post a new video post!

Kicking Shins

I was just IMing with Manic Mom and we were discussing ways to increase traffic to our blogs. I suggested we mud wrestle and she said...

ManicMom (5:01:33 AM): ha. you would kick my butt even tho I'm bigger than you.

Karyn (5:02:05 AM): i kicked a girl in the shins in high school once
Karyn (5:02:09 AM): im not proud of it

ManicMom (5:04:00 AM): i hit a guy over the head with my skateboard when he called me an ape.

Karyn (5:04:23 AM): that's awesome

ManicMom (5:08:15 AM): It was a lime green skateboard, and I ran like hell after I hit him over the head, screaming and crying the whole way, fearful that he would catch me and beat the sh*t out of me.

So, now I open this up to you... what are some things you've done that you aren't proud of? Physical things, like slapping someone, pulling their hair, etc. Dish.

PS - I talk about my shin-kicking incident to this day. When I get into an argument with someone, I jokingly say, "You better watch out or I'm gonna start kickin' some shins!"

PPS - I just remembered another one... I once bit my sister on the shoulder because she wouldn't get out of my room. I got in HUGE trouble. HUGE. "Animals bite, not people!!!" my mom screamed.

Story Time

I'm pretty sure I'll never have another date again because of this, but regardless, I hope you enjoy...

Click me, Click me!

I'm in the last row at 25Peeps!

Please click HERE, then click the picture to the left and you'll come right back.

25Peeps is a website that displays the pics of 25 "peeps" that link to blogs. The peeps are sorted by popularity, which is based on how many times people click their picture. When a new peep enters the roster, the least popular peep gets pushed off the site. The idea is to stay on the front page as long as possible because it increases traffic to your blog.

Thanks!

Win a Pair of Earrings

I love when people send me nice emails, telling me about things like this:

Hi there,

I've been a fan of yours since your Save Karyn days. I know you try to be thrifty so I thought you and your readers might like the chance to win a pair of blue topaz and diamond earrings from my company, Gigi Caron. The earrings are worth $380. The contest is being run by Jane Magazine and can be entered via this link:

http://jinxmd.com/102606lowdown/

No purchase necessary! Totally free!

Best,
Wendy Brandes
Owner & Designer

You have until November 30th at 5pm to enter, but I'd do so now so you won't forget! If you can't wait to see if you won and simply must have these earrings, you can buy them them from majolie.com.

Also, I went to gigicaron.com and discovered this ring. Isn't it cool?



I want one.

The Jay Thomas Show

I'm going to be a guest on "The Jay Thomas Show" on Sirius Satellite Radio (Stars Channel 102) this coming Tuesday at 2:30pm EST. I'm totally excited, so if you have Sirius, tune in!

About Jay Thomas...
Two-time Emmy award winner Jay Thomas has been a staple in show business for over 25 years. He got his start on the sitcom Mork & Mindy before moving to more prominent roles in Cheers (as Eddie LeBec) and Murphy Brown (as Jerry Gold). More recently, Jay starred opposite Richard Dreyfus in the critically acclaimed Mr. Holland’s Opus. Jay brings his self-proclaimed “natural sarcasm” with him every day on the air on SIRIUS.

About Stars Channel 102...
The SIRIUS Stars Channel is SIRIUS' flagship talk station featuring unique and diverse programs, including a lighthearted look at the day with Jay Thomas, podcaster Adam Curry's PodShow, workout guru Richard Simmons, American Voices with Bill Bradley, rock critic Dave Marsh, no-holds-barred politics with Mojo Nixon and unique perspectives from publisher Judith Regan, author Candace Bushnell, and NFL All-Pro Tiki Barber... all on one great radio station, and all available only on SIRIUS.

I don't know about you, but I freakin' loved Murphy Brown and I can't wait.

OMG... It's happened!

My friend Mark just called me and couldn't contain his excitement.

It's happened! It's happened!" he exclaimed.

"What's happened?" I asked.

"Have you been to Starbucks today?"

"No..."

"They've switched over to holiday cups!"


Ahh... gotta love the gays.

What's YOUR number?

I did an interview this morning with Johny D & The Morning Crew from Tower 98-3 in Toledo, Ohio. We talked a little bit about savekaryn.com, and then about the new book and "numbers," and whether or not "20" is high for a woman. I thought about this before I wrote the book. You see, in New York, where people stay single longer, I think it's pretty common for a woman to sleep with twenty men. But in the rest of the country, I'm not so sure.

So, I have two questions for you...

1) Would you consider a woman who's number is "20" a slut? Like men, if you were dating someone and she told you she slept with nineteen other guys before you, would you be like, "Man, girl gets around..." Or would you not think twice about it?

2) What's your number? I've never really asked.

<---- Polls are to the left. For the first question, I'm not giving you a "maybe" answer choice, because that's just an easy way out. And don't tell me what you want to think, tell me what you really thing. Like maybe you don't want to think "20" is high, but you can't help the fact that you do. Or maybe you don't give a crap about it and feel guilty, because you should care, right? What really goes through your mind?

As for the "What's your number?" poll, I made two: a pink one for women to take, and a blue one for men.


To leave on a funny note, I used to talk about spending too much money during interviews, now I just talk about sex. With that, I've discovered a new motto, one aimed toward men who might be considering asking me out...

"Gentlemen... I might spend all your money, but at least I put out." ;)

25Peeps

I made 25peeps!

Okay, here's the scoop. 25Peeps is a website that displays the pics of 25 "peeps" that link to blogs. The peeps are sorted by popularity, which is based on how many times people click their picture. When a new peep enters the roster, the least popular peep gets pushed off the site. The idea is to stay on the front page as long as possible because it increases traffic to your blog.

Hopefully, if enough of you click my pic, I can stay on 25Peeps front page for months on end like good ole Tits McGilicutty here...

which is really just some guy's pimply butt...


Disturbing... yeah, I know. (BTW, here's a link to pimples' website--he's funny.)

Anyway, I think you can click my peep once a day (that sounds kind of perverted), so please click here, then click my picture and come right back!

REMINDER: YOU CAN ONLY CLICK IT ONCE A DAY!

Tootie's Bong

Okay, ummmmm... I watched The Facts of Life religiously, and wanna know how I missed the following episode:

"Mara-what-a?"

I love how hardcore it is. Tootie didn't buy rolling papers or a pipe--she bought a bong. Three of them. Go Tootie.

I'd give anything for a follow-up episode, one where Tootie buys a crackpipe, but I think we've already seen that. It's called "Whitney Houston: The E! True Hollywood Story."

(BTW, how messed up is it that the producers made the one black girl on the show buy the bong? Why couldn't Joe have gotten all tangled up with this pot-smoking girl-band? We all know she was a lesbian.)

Excuses, Excuses, Excuses

I did a radio interview this morning with Rick & Brad from KATT-FM 100.5 FM in Oklahoma City. They were cool. We talked about the NY Post article, particularly the reasons women gave for knocking a few men off their "number"...

EXCUSES NOT TO ADD HIM TO 'THE NUMBER'

• If he yells out another woman's name
• If one or both of you ends up gently weeping
• If he might be gay
• If he took you out for a vegan meal first
• If you're drunk, or you could have been drunk had you been drinking
• If you just gave up smoking
• If you just gave up having meaningless one-night stands
• If it's Tuesday
• If he's small
• If he's small-minded
• If he's Jared Leto

They asked me what the best excuse I heard while doing research was, and I drew a blank. I guess the most common excuse was, "It was barely in, so it doesn't count," which is total bull, because it's either in or it's out--you know what I mean? So anyway, while this might be the most common, I don't know if I'd say it's the best excuse.

So help me out, aside from the above, what are some excuses you've used to not add someone to your number? BE HONEST.

(By the way, if I applied the above excuses to my number, I'd stil be a virgin. Okay fine--maybe not a virgin, but I'd be damn close.)

Sucks to be This Guy

I keep coming across this and laugh every time...

Beverly's New Hairdo

I'm gonna grow Beverly's hair out like this just for fun:



Oh, my grubby dog. Look how cute she is.

UPDATE: I'm totally joking; I'd never do that to her. ;)

And the Motivation Continues

"Quit yapping and bring it," I say...

...because at the end of the day it's not going to matter what you say, but what you do.

(I'm a sucker for this kind of stuff.)

Think Different.

This is old, but I love it.

At the time of the ad, the following words (which are slightly different) were on Apple's website...

Here's to the crazy ones.
The misfits.
The rebels.
The troublemakers.
The round pegs in the square holes.
The ones who see things differently.

They're not fond of rules.
And they have no respect for the status quo.

You can praise them, disagree with them, quote them,
disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them.
About the only thing you can't do is ignore them.

Because they change things.
They invent. They imagine. They heal.
They explore. They create. They inspire.
They push the human race forward.

Maybe they have to be crazy.
How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art?
Or sit in silence and hear a song that's never been written?
Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels?

While some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius.
Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world,
are the ones who do.

HSN or Bust

OMG I LOVE HSN.

Right now they're having an hour of Boyd's Bears. They're like Beanie Babies, but even more irritating. The hosts and call-in guests are simply FABULOUS. Hearing grown women recite the following lines has truly been the highlight of my day.

"You can never have too many Boyd's Bears."


This is Ruby B. Snazzle. "This one spoke to me."



This is Alaina Dubeary. "She's ready to hit the town with her boa!"




"I think Mondo Minkles has a crush on Miss Pinkerton."

Also... "It's nice that Miss Pinkerton is this far-forward with regards to fashion." (They were referring to the bling on her shirt.)

"This bear was made for lovin'."


This is Ima Princess Bear. "She's very Hollywood."


Also... "She's wearing slippers that come off, because bear feet get very hot."



I mean, this is some funny sh*t and I haven't even been drinking.



BTW, if you love home shopping channels as much as I do, make sure you read Augusten Burroughs' first book called Sellevision: A Novel. It's HILARIOUS.

The New York Post Rocks

Not only is there a big article in today's New York Post about "your number", but it features 20 Times a Lady and me as the expert (I'm an expert on all things 'slut' now), AND is on the cover of the Pulse section. Yippie! Thank you Marina! Here's a scan so you can see how cool it is:




And here's the article. I bolded my parts. ;)

YOUR LAYS ARE NUMBERED
5, PURE; 10, YOU'RE PARIS? THE FUNNY MATH OF N.Y. SEX
By MARINA VATAJ

October 24, 2006 -- TO a woman, size does matter. But it's not the size you're thinking of. What women really care about is the length of the list of former lovers, which is usually either too many or too, too many. No matter how sexually liberated (or liberally sexual), most women believe that the number of guys they've had sex with (the average being somewhere between 7.2 and 10.5, depending on the survey) really does count.

According to Karyn Bosnak, author of "20 Times a Lady" (HarperCollins, $13.95) - a novel about a 29-year-old singleton who vows to cap her lovers at 20 since it's almost double the average - when it comes to men, it's all about the number.

"Women are very conscious of the number of sexual partners they've had," says Bosnak, 32. "And even though it's ridiculous to worry about increasing your number, that's exactly what happens."

Take Jessica, a 23-year-old who's had sex with five guys - that's five fewer than the average woman - and is already thinking about stopping while she's safe, so she won't be sorry.

"I'm at a point where I feel I have to seriously consider before having sex with the next guy I'm interested in, because he's just going to up my number if he's not the one."

The apropos number of partners changes depending on which survey you check out. The Durex condom company states that the average number of partners for women is 10.5, while a survey conducted by physorg.com says the average is more like 7.2.

Bosnak, who researched the topic for her novel, found that women like Jessica think their short list should be shorter partly because the woman with longer lists tend to lie about her numbers.

"The average number of sexual partners women have in a lifetime is more like 15, especially since this is the liberal, live-single-longer New York, and the ones who say otherwise are deflating the figure," Bosnak says.

Essentially, these women tally their number of partners based on who's left once they've applied all the self-deluding excuses they've created to make themselves feel they haven't crossed some mental line.

That's the case with Samantha, 28. "The last two guys I had sex with don't actually count because both of them went under a minute and I didn't get anything out of it. The one prior to that I slept with when I was drunk and in college, and that gets erased because of the rule, 'What happens in college, stays in college.' "

Despite her low number, Samantha, like most women, believes that the maximum partners a woman can have before turning from a complete girl-next-door to the whore-next-door is 20.

Andrea, 28, practices the same funny math. "I've had nine sexual partners, but I tell my boyfriend that I've only had three," she says. "I don't count some of them since they only happened once, and why should I risk him telling him and having him think I'm easy when I can tell him otherwise?"

Whether it is the pressure of friends or just the old-fashioned idea that men think that their mate should be pure, women care less about pushing the boundaries and more about pushing men away if it means one less digit.

"It's completely ridiculous, but it's totally true," Bosnak says. "To some, a number is the difference between being dubbed skanky Paris Hilton and being considered a respectable woman."

So what does this say for ladies looking for love - but having sex on the way there?

"As long as women continue to lie about how many men they had sex with, the appropriate number will always be low when really it should be whatever it happens to be," Bosnak says.

EXCUSES NOT TO ADD HIM TO 'THE NUMBER'

• If he yells out another woman's name
• If one or both of you ends up gently weeping
• If he might be gay
• If he took you out for a vegan meal first
• If you're drunk, or you could have been drunk had you been drinking
• If you just gave up smoking
• If you just gave up having meaningless one-night stands
• If it's Tuesday
• If he's small
• If he's small-minded
• If he's Jared Leto

© 2006 NYP Holdings, Inc. All rights reserved.

Paris Syndrome

Apparently some Japanese people need psychological counseling after visiting Paris.

"Around a dozen Japanese tourists a year need psychological treatment after visiting Paris as the reality of unfriendly locals and scruffy streets clashes with their expectations, a newspaper reported on Sunday." Full article here.

They think Paris makes them crazy? They should try hanging out with my family during the holidays.

Feed for Dummies (Me)

So, in the left column underneath the 20 Times a Lady section, I've added "feed" information and links so you can subscribe to this blog and read it in a feed reader, or receive emails when I update. I consider myself pretty computer literate, but all this feed stuff--RSS, Atom, feed readers, etc.--confuses the crap out of me. Now I know how my mom feels when she tries to operate the DVD player.

Can anyone tell me the very basic difference between RSS and Atom? Also, I've been told that I shouldn't have both on my blog--is this true?

My Friend Randy

For all those who read Save Karyn, this is my friend Randy, who I wrote about in the second half of the book. Randy and I were the producer/editing team for a show called "Dog Days" on Animal Planet. He was one of the few people who knew about savekaryn.com from the get-go, and helped "support" me when I was broke by giving me things for free, like beer.

And this is where I talk him up...

"New York City indie director Randy Slavin, the best since Kubrick...

Kidding. He doesn't need me to talk him up--his BRILLIANT work speaks for itself. And now... "Double-O-Stachus."

Here's the quick story... Randy was backstage with his friend Ryan Star (the guy from Rock Star TV show--they've been friends since they were little), and they were bored while waiting for Ryan to go on, so they wrote, directed and shot this in a half hour. Also in it is Cheyenne Kimball (the girl from the MTV show "Cheyenne"), and of course Randy, as Stachus.

To view some of Randy's other work, please visit his YouTube page, Videethis.


UPDATE: Someone asked about my old roommate Scott from the book. He still lives in New York and we are still friends. Pics of him and his insane Jack Russell Terrier Veda can be seen on my MySpace page.

As for Potentially Gay Brad, the last I heard he left NYC and moved to the midwest somewhere. (Maybe Chicago?) He has not tried to contact me or anyone else I know, so the status of his sexuality remains unknown.

New York Post

I'm going to be in tomorrow's New York Post, so check it out! I'll post a link when the article is available online. (It's about the book.)

Inside American Airlines

So I watched the most interesting documentary on CNBC tonight called "Inside American Airlines." It's aired a couple times this past week. Did anyone else see it? If you haven't, you MUST. The next time it's on is Sunday, October 29th.

Here's some info on it:

Inside American Airlines: A week in the life

And some reviews...

"Fascinating..." The Seattle Times

"A journey well worth taking..." The Fort Worth Star-Telegram

"[An] engrossing portrait of the world's biggest airline..." Newsday

And one more intertesting article I found on the Internet:

MSNBC - Behind the scenes at the world's biggest airline

Gee George, what a brilliant idea

"Bush says he will consult with generals on change of tactics in Iraq."

Do you think this just dawned on him today? "You know, maybe we should change what we're doing over there because things aren't going so well."

The Best Part of This Story...

is that Haley Joel Osment drives a 1995 Saturn.

Haley Joel Osment Pleads No Contest to DUI

Of Course He's Gay

Did I not just admit that I had a crush on him? I did. If you read Save Karyn, you'll know this is a thing with me. I'm often attracted to men who end up being gay.

EXCLUSIVE: Grey's Anatomy star T.R. Knight Confirms He's Gay
THURSDAY OCTOBER 19, 2006 03:30PM EST

Grey's Anatomy T.R. Knight is gay, he has confirmed exclusively to PEOPLE.

"I guess there have been a few questions about my sexuality, and I'd like to quiet any unnecessary rumors that may be out there," Knight tells PEOPLE in a statement. "While I prefer to keep my personal life private, I hope the fact that I'm gay isn't the most interesting part of me."

Feel My Boobies

It's October, Breast Cancer Awareness month. While I was browsing around online, I came across a website called Feel Your Boobies.


It was started by a breast cancer survivor to raise money and awareness for the cause. The name of the website not only made me laugh, it made me want to get involved.

I briefly thought about starting my own charity called "Feel My Boobies." I could sell t-shirts that we could wear around town, inviting strangers to fondle us.

However, after giving it some thought, I decided against it. No one wants strangers to fondle them. I certainly don't. (People I know, on the other hand, are more than welcome to feel me up.)

Instead, I donated $1,000 to the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Foundation, and I'm looking for you to match it. Y'all were champs for UNICEF back in July, so open those wallets once again if you can. All we need is $5 from 200 people to meet the goal. Here is my team page:

Karyn Bosnak Team


As a bit of incentive, anyone who donates at least $20 will get a little 20 Times a Lady notebook:


And, anyone who donates the entire $1,000 will get to feel my boobies. Seriously. For like five minutes, I'll totally let you.