How I love hating things in the present. There's so much from which I can pick and choose. And I look forward to the future, where I can already see hate on the horizon. It's so comforting. I know that no matter what else happens, one thing I can be sure of is that I'll find plenty to deride.

However, nothing is quite like hating something that has already passed and should already be forgotten. I do so enjoy holding a hate grudge. And I hold a very special place in my bilious heart (yes, I know the liver is responsible for bile, but my physiology is different from yours) (just one of the many ways I am my own special snowflake) for anyone who still makes references to any of the Austin Powers movies.

This oversized postcard recently found its way into my mailbox:

 
Offending Postcard, Front and Back

As if it's not bad enough that people ever thought it was acceptable to go around saying things like, "Yeah, baby" in a bad Austin Powers voice, even when the first movie came out in 1997 ... and still thought it was adorable to continue saying it when the third movie came out in 2002 ... this guy thinks it's not only still OK to imitate Austin Powers two years after the last movie but to use it to promote his professional services.

I only wish I didn't have any compunction about showing this guy's face in his ad, but alas, I do. Showing it, or revealing any of his identifying information, would not be groovy, baby, yeah.