Oh my! Bride and Prejudice is finally out! I’m so excited. And wow, Ebert has a serious crush on the star.

I’m not sure what the point of horizontal corduroy pants is, but their website is so cheeky and fun that I’m almost tempted to get the Snook a pair. He wears through his cords so quick. But – eek! – eighty-eight dollars? I could sew him a pair for less than that.

As I’m sure the other ND alumni did, I received in my inbox today an invitation to check out lovetheenotredame.nd.edu. “Self,” I said, “I bet you dollars to donuts this is a treacly Flash movie set to a plinky-plonky piano that will make you feel all warm and nostalgic, only to leave you slightly cold with the plea for donations at the end.” I was not disappointed. That’s not to say it isn’t well done; ND’s marketing is always really spiffy and professional. It’s just that it’s become utterly predictable to me. (And I admit I snorted a little when I noticed that both pictures in the “dreams come true” frame are of minority students.)

These statistics on women are so stupid. Ooh, half of Aussie women are uninterested in sex? We’re sedentary and have negative body issues? Is this a surprise to anybody? The real wonder is why they didn’t go on to point out that those percentages basically apply to women in Western countries across the board. They’re making it out like the women here are some sort of exception, when in my experience that’s just not the case.

Bookmarking for Later: Great AskMeFi response about getting the Snook a U.S. green card someday…

How Dirty Are You? (No, this has nothing to do with that vibrating “Eye Massager.”) I initially thought the link was a “answer-as-applies-to-you” type quiz, so I answered all the questions with regards to our house in hopes of getting some type of Dirtiness Quotient. But really, it’s just a quiz to see how much you know about germs. It cracked me up when the results came back and each one was like, “WRONG!” Because seriously, we’re filthy. The only ones we “got right” were closing the lid when you flush (mostly just because we got in the habit of keeping it closed when we got the cat), and not using the dish scrubber to wipe down the counters (because the Snook gets grossed out by it). Our mattress probably weighs five times what it did when we got it. But hey, aren’t we doing the rest of you a favor? We’re getting exposed to all the superbugs and helping build up the gene pool’s immunity. It’s the neat freaks with Lysol fixations that are the real worry for humanity. (Link courtesy of Ron, the dirty toilet sprayer.)

Roger Ebert has learned that there’s a possibility that Marshall Field’s will be bought out and turned into a Macy’s, and he’s spitting mad about it. I wish somebody in Sydney had organized a similar protest last year when Grace Brothers turned into Myer. Grace Brothers had a history in this town, and I don’t care how much Coles Myer saved on advertising costs by rebranding. You shouldn’t mess with local history.