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What's a Wreck?

A Cake Wreck is any cake that is unintentionally sad, silly, creepy, inappropriate - you name it. A Wreck is not necessarily a poorly-made cake; it's simply one I find funny, for any of a number of reasons. Anyone who has ever smeared frosting on a baked good has made a Wreck at one time or another, so I'm not here to vilify decorators: Cake Wrecks is just about finding the funny in unexpected, sugar-filled places.

Now, don't you have a photo you want to send me? ;)

- Jen

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Chasing Shadows, Part Deja Vu

[alarm clock clicking to 6:00 AM]

[Sonny & Cher caterwauling to I Got You, Babe]


Ok, Campers, rise and shine! 'Cuz it's Groundhog Day!

Or, as Brenda here knows it:

"Groad Hogs Day"


Today is the day that we celebrate the.. having this cheeky little fella:

aka "the guy with the crappy back end":


"Did I do that?" around town with Bill Murray looking for a weather forecaster who has no shadow. Which I think makes the weather forecaster a vampire.

 Ah, American holidays*.


Today is also the day when we find out if winter will end soon or not.


 [clickety click click click]

via one year and 12 hours ago

Yeah. Good luck with that, every-state-but-Florida.


So, unless shadowless weather forecasters are run over by rodent and celebrity driven automobiles, I'd say most of you are due to see a lot more of this:

"Squashed octopodes?"

Er, no. I mean this:

"Blue crabs?"

No, no, no!


[crickets chirping]

Oh, never mind.

Happy Grounn Dhog Day, y'all.


Thanks to Brenda M., M.Z., Melissa B., Saundra, Karen C., Jamie, & Kevin H., who would like to remind you to never drive angry. Especially with a quadruped

See you tomorrow, campers!

*Actually, I hear Canadians celebrate Groundhog Day, too. Except their vampire weather forecasters use beavers** to raise the stakes. [insert beaver joke here] [insert 'BWAHAHAHA!' here] [insert apology for beaver joke here]

**May or may not be entirely untrue.



"So, Kristen, sweetie, how was school?"


"Anything fun happen?"


"Are you looking forward to your party this weekend?"

"I guess."

"Aw, c'mon, it's your sixteenth birthday! This is a big deal! How about I order you a nice frilly pink cake with lots of ribbons and bows and puppies on it? Huh? Would you like that?"




"Well, what kind of cake do you WANT me to order, then? Just tell me!"

"Something to communicate the utter futility of modern existence."


"And NO BOWS."

"Er... So you want like a skull and crossbones or something?"

"Just the skull."

"Right. Er...ok! Great! We'll just work in a fun pirate theme!"


Many thanks to mom Karen G., who was told a "full-size, realistic skull" would be no problem, and got this instead. Though to be fair, I'm sure Kristen appreciated all the pink.