What's Wrong With This Picture?

Murphy wanted one of the Avengers on his birthday cake. I'll give you two guesses which one:

 

"By Grabthar's hammer, by the suns of Warvan, YOU SHALL BE AVENGED."

To be fair, it's not like the character's name was written right on that big piece of plastic or anyth...

 OH COME ON.

Well, look on the bright side, Murphy: now you've got a cool new nickname, and your Iron Man cake probably would have looked like this anyway:

 

Thanks to Molly P. and Deborah for letting me work in a good Galaxy Quest quote. Never give up! Never surrender! Can you form some sort of rudimentary lathe?

"Morning People" Need Not Apply

Shhhhh! NOT SO LOUD with the breathing and the clicking with the mouse and whatnot, ok? Geez.

Now, if you'll kindly take your extra-strength cups of coffee and scroll quietly this way, I've prepared a little photo montage that I think perfectly captures our collective New Year's morning experience:

 

Also, I'm sure some of your evenings last night included a bunch of these:

Although whether those are exploding champagne bottles, firecrackers, or phalluses is anyone's guess.

Still, don't worry; we're going to get through this together if you remember one important safety tip: if and when you start to see something like this floating in your peripheral vision:

...be sure to tell someone.

Not me, though; I'm going to be too busy lying on the couch over here with a pillow on my face.

(Confession: I didn't actually drink anything last night. It's just nine o'clock in the morning, and I'm a blogger. Ug. Wake me when it's noon, ok?)

Oh, and this baker would like to wish someone named Mary a happy new year:

So I guess the rest of us are out of luck.

Thanks to Elizabeth, Caitlin C., Tara C., Kate H., Alison C., & Sarah J., for ringing in the new year the best way possible: metaphorically.