Another picture from the "bed" series. Butters like our bed.

As far as music is concerned, I figured I'd do a so-called "double whammy" song by Miike Snow titled Animal.

Get it? Double whammy? Because it's titled Animal? I'm hilarious.

I'm going to bed now. We had an eventful weekend in Portland, filled with words like parvitude, uppityness and pickelhaube. More on that later.

Indeed, who will be the next Barvkevious Mingo?

Logan, my most excellent funk soul brother, put up an excellent article regarding this year's Name of the Year Contest - most definitely sidelining March Madness in my eyes.

The contest is comprised of real names of real human beings, a few favorites of mine being Crescent Dragonwagon, Pencilman Jeffries, Washington Frimpong, Funzo Banjo, Darryl Derryberry, Tokyo Sexwhale...I could go on and laugh for a long time if my stomach didn't hurt so much already.

Anywho, good job Log. Everyone should definitely check out the tournament and vote for your favorite name of 2010. You will not be dissatisfied.

This cat is gigantic now. You should see him in person. He's WAY bigger than Riley Cat, for sure. But that won't last long. Because Riley Cats grow way faster than Butters Cats.

Seriously, this song will not leave my head. I feel as though I've been cursed by the Gaga. She is insane, but whoever writes for her does a great job at never allowing the song to leave one's head ever. again.

I give you, reluctantly, Lady Gaga's Bad Romance: