Jenn Martinelli Blogging in Boston

Check out the movie Heather put up of a moment in the Wednesday night Yankees/Sox game that I think most people missed.

Did anyone else see the Red Sox fan flip off Johnny Damon before he gave her the ball he caught?

Warning to Sox fans - Heather is a big time Yankees fan. You might not want to read her commentary about it on YouTube.

I really like All Eyes On Jenny, a new blog I found recently via Universal Hub.

Must be something about the name that makes her extra cool. I like to think she's a little like me, but much nicer. And probably cooler. At least based on my recent posts.

The owners are bad owners. I really don't understand why people don't get this.

I've known people with pit bulls who were much more good natured than our terror, Billy the dalmation. There's nothing inherently bad about pit bulls, but shitty people fuck them up and then they get to be in fight to the death matches.

The people doing this should be the ones getting electrocuted. It's fucking ridiculous.

Your garbage is unacceptable. Get it together folks. (No, this is not my building, it's just in my neighborhood. If it were mine I'd admit it. I took pictures of that before too.)

See, Clementine?

Sweater vests are cool!

Seriously.

I want someone who's not out of his/her mind (therefore, preferably someone I know in real life) to explain to me what the possible benefit is of a colonic. I think it sounds like a stupid idea that some asshole made up and got "healthy" people to buy into.

No thanks. I'd rather drown in a vat of peanut butter. And if you know how I feel about peanut butter, you'll be impressed.

I got this in an email from Urban Outfitters which was titled "Plaid + Dresses". I finished the math myself.

Note to Britney Spears - crack is bad. Both the drug and the one that's part of your ass. We don't want to see the latter anymore.

Here are some funny search terms that brought people to my blog recently:

• help my underwear shows through my pants (See here)
• love my beaky (See Heather's comment)
• Martinelli porn
• Smoki Bacon (this one keeps coming up!)
• cogito ergo vendo vendo ergo sum
• homebirth with photos graphic (the "graphic" qualifier makes this pretty disturbing)

Did I somehow miss posting about the fact that Mitt Romney once (or maybe more than once for all I know) made their family dog ride on the roof of the car for a family trip?

There was much outrage about this when the article was published, which restored my faith in humanity a bit.

But I just don't think I ever posted about it and that is a shame. Because I really would like to take every opportunity to let the world know that I think Mitt Romney is a flawed human being and that there's something inherently wrong with you if you think it's OK to strap a dog to the roof of a car for a trip.

I don't really know what to say about the idea of potty training from birth but in general it sounds kind of fucked up.

It seems like a lot to manage both for the parents and the baby and I really have a hard time believing that a newborn or a young baby can "tell" you when they have to go potty.

As long as you don't punish the child I guess you can do what you want - if you enjoy having your kid potentially piss and poop on you or in your house while you let them go diaper-free, knock yourself out.

I don't think it's something I'd be into.

The apology? Yeah, fuck you. You're not fucking sorry, you're sorry you got caught. You're a complete fucking douchebag. Fuck off.

Awesome.

There was some book I read when I was a kid that I can't quite remember the title of, but there's some part of it where the heroine, probably a 13-year-old girl, is talking to her parents about the equivalent of the "little Italy" in their town, and she, having heard it from her grandmother, refers to the inhabitants as "the great unwashed" - which her parents promptly chastise her for. (Update: Here it is!)

But that's the phrase that just popped into my head to describe the very upsetting smelly encounters I've had with people out in public lately. I'm talking old people, young people, people who clearly are not from here, people who are clearly born and bred in this very city, etc., etc.,

Why, why can't people just make an effort to not stink to high heaven?

I am so very tired of smelling B.O. Especially when it's from across the room.

Gross.

Here's an interesting excerpt from Girls Gone Mild, a book about how it's not helping girls and women to cram it down their throats that being a slut is super cool.

It's very disturbing to me that people have to write books about this. You should read the excerpt. The author discusses a lot of really crazy sounding shit that's going down right now.

For example, apparently there's a fancy new term, PSD, which stands for "pre-sex discussion". As in, you should at least have some conversations with a person before you have sex with them.

Maybe I'm glad I grew up in tiny towns in PA and OH and am not about 10 years younger right now. It sounds like a totally ridiculous message everyone is getting now, in some cases even from parents.

And apparently the author of this book got death threats. All she seems to be saying is there's nothing wrong with you if you don't want to have casual sex.

Add this to the list of things that are really fucked up about the world today.

Seriously, can someone explain that to me? Why is it such a phenomenon? And now there's a stage show. High School Musical: The Musical?

Thank God I don't have a 9 year old daughter I'd have to lose all respect for if she liked this crapola.

Here I am this past weekend visiting with Hester at her house. Look what a big girl she is getting to be! We had lots of fun even though she tried to rip my hair out at the roots a few times. Maybe those photos will come later.

In response to Jim Brown's comments about how Michael Vick's situation wasn't a tragedy but a chance at a new beginning I have the following to say:

Michael Vick going to prison could never be a tragedy, because he's a bad person who did very bad things. The fact that he's a football player doesn't negate any of this. The real tragedy here is that his mom didn't have an abortion. (Think that comment is too harsh? Too bad.) That and the fact that oh yeah, by the way, the 53 pit bulls they seized from his property are being destroyed tomorrow.

Awesome. Yes, let's talk about how wonderful it is that instead of tragedy Michael Vick has a second chance at life. I'm ever so happy for him.

What a fucking bastard.

Don't kill Heroes by overhyping the hell out of it. Or rather, you already are doing that, so please stop.

People say that life is the thing, but I prefer reading.

• Logan Pearsall Smith

Please make these horrible shoes go away. Along with the slouchy 80's socks.

And I don't mean by selling them. I mean by burning them.

Oh no, Juliette Lewis. I am not sure how I feel about you over all - you have been in some good stuff like What's Eating Gilbert Grape and My Name is Earl, but then you go and do this:

And I just have to decide that you are probably over the edge into a part of crazy where most of the world will never tread.

Heather linked to this blog which is really great and really terrible at the same time. It's written by people who are working really hard to protect endangered gorillas in the Congo but of course it's sad because people keep killing them like crazy.

It makes me very upset. I just wish people wouldn't be so goddamn evil.

I say, put the sharks, alligators, and gorillas of the world in charge.

I got my pretty dress the other day, as already mentioned, and I wore it yesterday. I received many compliments. However, I received so many compliments that I had to wonder - do I normally look so much worse? Or is it just that it's a dress and I literally never wear dresses (because I don't have any anymore except cocktail dresses for parties)? I hope that I manage to at least look presentable most of the time. Hmmmmm. I'm pretty sure I do but it made me a little anxious.

When we have more money I think Rob and I both need a wardrobe overhaul however. I'm kind of in love with Ann Taylor and Ann Taylor Loft at the moment, at least for work clothes and special occasions. For jeans and such I think I'll stick with the likes of The Gap.

OK, is this post vain enough? I can't help it, I'm still a 12 year old girl at heart in some ways. And in case you forgot, I'm a clothes whore and a shoe whore.

Hey, I got my pretty dress! Hooray!

I will, of course, have to wear it tomorrow because I am incapable of delaying gratification.

Here I am with the first Frosty Ice Cream of the summer for 2007. Mmmmm, ice cream.

This was first posted July 1, 2007.

But when they lay on your hand while you're typing, they make things difficult.

Goodnight my little Emily!

This article lists some doozies, though I hadn't seen all of them. I'm especially disturbed by the Vagisil ad they mention. Seriously, check out the YouTube clip.

How did they even find women actors willing to participate in that ad? They would have had to pay me more money than Vagisil can spend on an ad to be associated with that.

Gross!

This happened right in front of my office yesterday. We heard an eye-witness account and apparently the driver of the car was acting like a raving nutcase and before she hit and killed the guy on the bike, she flattened a bus stop sign and sped down a one-way pullout (parallel to the road - like most of Comm Ave) the wrong way, taking out several parked cars.

I guess the only thing that stopped her was her truck's front wheels fell into a pit at a construction site. (In other words, she drove into the pit - by the way, a cop had to leap out of her way there too.)

What a lovely world.

Clerk at White Hen, to her friend who comes in: "Hey, you missed it."

Friend: "What's that?"

Clerk: "A girl walked by, in a black fishnet dress, with red underthings, and thigh-high blue boots."

Friend: "Really?"

Clerk: "Yep, most beautiful thing I saw all night."

There is just no word to describe these people other than stupid. Unless you are trying to repopulate the earth after a nuclear holocaust, there is no imaginable reason to have this many kids.

See this related quote.

There is no such thing as an underestimate of average intelligence. - Henry Adams

Oh, Mr. Adams, how right you are.

I'm obsessed, I admit it. I have no dresses other than 2 cocktail dresses. I am having dress withdrawal. And particularly, I am obsessed with shirtdresses. I really want one and I never seem to be able to find one when I actually try, but all of a sudden everything is coming up shirtdresses!

It's on my list of "clothes I need and am allowed to buy if I find them" so I guess I can get one of these. Should I go to a store to try them on before I choose? Which is best? (If you hate shirtdresses please just abstain from answering, don't oppress me.)

From Banana Republic - click here for details (oh no! I can't try this on, it's an online exclusive!)

From Ann Taylor Loft - click here for details

Also from Ann Taylor Loft - click here for details

I keep seeing these shoes not only in store windows on Charles Street but also on people's feet.

They are so very ugly. Very ugly. Please, please stop wearing them.

Stop wearing these

and these

and these, and anything that remotely resembles any of them. They're searing my corneas.

Why the giant hideous gold medallions? I don't understand. Are they supposed to look like you are very rich, so very rich that you use giant gold coins, and you have so many to spare that you glued a couple on your shoes just for looks?

Honestly, I know there are trends and such, but some things are just so transcendently ugly that there is simply no excuse for even considering wearing them.

The truth that makes men free is for the most part the truth which men prefer not to hear. - Herbert Agar