Greetings readers!
I hope your holiday was most excellent. I am full. Having 3 thanksgiving dinners makes me feel like a lardass. But it is so completely worth it. It was good spending time with my crazy family and I successfully completed two more goals. My new/previously disliked vegetable of the month was cauliflower. I still feel indifferent in regards to cauliflower. I want it to taste more like broccoli. I want it to taste more like anything. It seems like a wasted slot on the food chain, only to be saved by the good graces of ranch dressing.
I also successfully kept my mouth shut as mom piled more and more lights on the tree. as i was leaving today I'm pretty sure she was putting the ones that are hooked up to the music thing that plays 3 or so different Christmas songs. You know, it was cool back in '93 or so. I even pointed out one section that looked 'a little bare' (by a little bare I mean not blinding your eyes out) AND pointed out that one of the bulbs wasn't working. Does that get me bonus points?
I successfully completed 98% of my shopping all thanks to the wonders of amazon in one magical click. It was a good feeling. I just don't have it in me to go fight the crowds anymore. I think after working at Michaels and completely having the love of the holiday season ground out of my soul with a piece of sparkly mistletoe I just didn't want to participate in that anymore. Please, if you do anything between now and new years, be extra friendly to any cashier you come in contact with, even if you're having a pisser of a day. Make eye contact and smile. It's something not often seen and it makes you feel pretty worthless.
I (stole) borrowed stamps from mom and have sent off ten christmas cards to soldiers so far. and she's supposed to pick up one of those angel tree names for me and I'm going to get that taken care of too. the crankier I get to more things I try to do. However, things are definitely looking up lately and I'm really enjoying it.
This is becoming too wholesome of a post. All readers are invited to the 2nd Annual White Trash Christmas. It won't be till Jan, but hey. It works. For those who aren't aware of how this works, everyone must wear the ugliest christmas sweater they can find, bring the cheapest food/alcohol they can (pigs in a blanket were a big hit last year) and buy a couple gifts for exchange. These gifts must be less than 3 dollars in price and purchased from the dollar store or a gas station. the wrapping material must be something found and not bought. I cant wait. (note to self, steal christmas sweater from mom)
So, thats about it for today folks.. Tomorrow after work i'm going to start putting up my Christmas tree with the acceptable amount of pre-placed lights. Hope you all have a good day!
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
This has no relevance to anything
But it was a memory that just flashed through my mind bc someone in the office was talking about what Barbie their daughter wants for christmas.
so when i was little, i only had one Ken doll to go with all my barbies. at some point Michael ripped his leg off and i tried to duct tape it back on for awhile but then that just didnt work out. So then he became War Hero Ken. No, I am not making this up. I decided that he lost his leg in battle and Barbie loved him twice as much for being so brave. (does my warped childhood thinking make any more since to the way I am now?) So I'd strip barbie and ken down and put them in the Dream House and then leave and go play with something else for awhile, bc i knew that they 1)had to be naked but 2) had to be alone. i had no idea what happened when they were naked and alone, but I knew that's what had to be done. Especially since he only had one leg.
I think my younger self needed serious therapy.
so when i was little, i only had one Ken doll to go with all my barbies. at some point Michael ripped his leg off and i tried to duct tape it back on for awhile but then that just didnt work out. So then he became War Hero Ken. No, I am not making this up. I decided that he lost his leg in battle and Barbie loved him twice as much for being so brave. (does my warped childhood thinking make any more since to the way I am now?) So I'd strip barbie and ken down and put them in the Dream House and then leave and go play with something else for awhile, bc i knew that they 1)had to be naked but 2) had to be alone. i had no idea what happened when they were naked and alone, but I knew that's what had to be done. Especially since he only had one leg.
I think my younger self needed serious therapy.
Lennon vs. Jesus vs. Lord Dumpling vs. a Turducken (No really, I"m going someplace with this)
As you all know, I've recently taking a liking to reading this news. This from someone who used to live in her own bubble of content, not knowing that people could really see Russia from their back porch.
That said.
There are some interesting stories today. Bypass all those ones about how shitty the economy is and how we're all going to freeze to death this winter. Here are some I found interesting.
The Vatican has forgiven John Lennon for saying the Beatles were more famous than Jesus. I mean really? It took 42 years for this to happen? I was not aware it was such a big deal. granted i wasn't alive in the 60s, but seriously? hold a grudge much? I guess the article that was written in the Vatican paper said that the music and the beatles "have shown an extraordinary resistance to the passage of time.." That sounds akin to a concession to me. I'm not blasphemizing here, but I think that someone should do a study on this, to see really, if at that time, the Beatles were more famous. you would have to include things like photo (or portrait i suppose) recognition, merchandise, loyalty to attending 'events.' this could be really interesting. or maybe i'm really super lame in thinking that.
Next. The inventor of the Segway has his own energy independent island and is using it as a model to show other people that hey, we dont have to keep destroying our world. Now, reading the quotes from this guy in the article makes me wonder if he's a little batshit crazy, he has some great ideas for sustainability. So maybe he calls himself Lord Dumpling. He's running 3 square miles of land on solar and wind power. It's a really neat thing.
Next. We've been told here at the place of employment that we can 'work from home' on friday. that means i'm heading South tomorrow after work. We still won't be having actual thanksgiving on thursday, but this gives me two days to watch the two most important things: the Macy's parade and the WVU/Pitt game, both being a major part of my life since I was very little. Every year I ask mom if we can have turducken, and every year i get The Look. you know The Look. perhaps I'll do my work for friday on thursday and go black friday shopping. every year i say i wont, and every year i do anyway. it's evil and being on the retail worker end, you just want to murderize those people who show up at 4am with their stack of coupons. I know Jenny loves that damn christmas song about hippos, but because of my time spent at the craft store, if i hear that song, my eye twitches and part of my soul dies. It dies! Do you want that?
Today's Beatles song to describe how I feel, "With a Little Help From My Friends."
That said.
There are some interesting stories today. Bypass all those ones about how shitty the economy is and how we're all going to freeze to death this winter. Here are some I found interesting.
The Vatican has forgiven John Lennon for saying the Beatles were more famous than Jesus. I mean really? It took 42 years for this to happen? I was not aware it was such a big deal. granted i wasn't alive in the 60s, but seriously? hold a grudge much? I guess the article that was written in the Vatican paper said that the music and the beatles "have shown an extraordinary resistance to the passage of time.." That sounds akin to a concession to me. I'm not blasphemizing here, but I think that someone should do a study on this, to see really, if at that time, the Beatles were more famous. you would have to include things like photo (or portrait i suppose) recognition, merchandise, loyalty to attending 'events.' this could be really interesting. or maybe i'm really super lame in thinking that.
Next. The inventor of the Segway has his own energy independent island and is using it as a model to show other people that hey, we dont have to keep destroying our world. Now, reading the quotes from this guy in the article makes me wonder if he's a little batshit crazy, he has some great ideas for sustainability. So maybe he calls himself Lord Dumpling. He's running 3 square miles of land on solar and wind power. It's a really neat thing.
Next. We've been told here at the place of employment that we can 'work from home' on friday. that means i'm heading South tomorrow after work. We still won't be having actual thanksgiving on thursday, but this gives me two days to watch the two most important things: the Macy's parade and the WVU/Pitt game, both being a major part of my life since I was very little. Every year I ask mom if we can have turducken, and every year i get The Look. you know The Look. perhaps I'll do my work for friday on thursday and go black friday shopping. every year i say i wont, and every year i do anyway. it's evil and being on the retail worker end, you just want to murderize those people who show up at 4am with their stack of coupons. I know Jenny loves that damn christmas song about hippos, but because of my time spent at the craft store, if i hear that song, my eye twitches and part of my soul dies. It dies! Do you want that?
Today's Beatles song to describe how I feel, "With a Little Help From My Friends."
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Thoughts meander like a restless wind
So I watched Across the Universe for a second time. Lame? possibly. And then I wiki-ed the movie, bc anything worth anything is work wiki-ing (hey, even the dorm I lived in sophomore year is on wiki) and I came across a list of artists who have covered Beatles songs. This intrigued me, the wide variety of genres covering this amazing band. I am completely certain that any emotion or event that ever happens in my life, or maybe even your life if you think about it, can be better expressed through the musical stylings of the Beatles than any words I (but maybe not you) can come up with. Today, I'd say my song is 'so how come (no one loves me).'
so. that said. Top 5 favorite Beatles songs. Across the Universe. Black Bird. All You Need is Love. Lady Madonna. Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da. Here Comes the Sun. ok, that's six. I could keep going. Maybe I can't make a top five.
So. Because also love youtube, for you I present a small collection of other people's versions of the Beatles.
Rufus Wainwright, Sean Lennon, and Moby. Singing Across the Universe. Holy cow this gives me cold chills. In a good way.
Same song, but a huge assortment of people including Slash, Bono, Allison Kraus, and Stevie Wonder. This is awesome. More chills than the last one.
OMG this is the cutest little kid ever singing Hey Jude and you will watch this right now and buy him a pony.
Travis singing Lovely Rita
Michael Jackson singing Come Together. It seems so dirty to think about it now.
Bobby McFerrin singing Blackbird. He's probably the only person I can allow making this sound like a happy song. Bc he dont worry, he's happy.
Youtube says this is Jack Johnson singing Imagine. It sounds like it, yes.
Alvin and the Chipmunks sing Get Back. Surprisingly, those chipmunks have several Beatles covers.
Jimi Hendrix, the first guitar hero, singin Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. it's a little scratchy. Still awesome.
STP singing Revolution.
Dave Grohl singing Blackbird. He has such a great voice for this song.
Dave Matthews singing In My Life. This song should probably also go in my extended top five. My top five is really like a top 200.
Noel Gallagher singing All You Need is Love. I find it ironically wonderful. I also think the electric guitar in this song is one of the best riffs of all time and I will fight you if you say otherwise.
Bon Jovi says Here Comes the Sun.
I've never heard this band, Reflex, but they do a good cover of Lady Madonna
Me First and the Gimme Gimmes and a fun rendition of All My Loving
Ben Harper doing Strawberry Fields Forever. another awesome song.
Jim Carrey can sing? I did not know this. But I am the Walrus is the greatest song for him and his eighty bajillion voices. and this is funny to watch.
Big Country does a really awesome version of Eleanor Rigby. for a long time i said if i spawned a child I'd name it eleanor rigby..
The Fray singing Fixing a Hole. A lesser known but still amazing song.
Maroon 5 doing If I Fell.
Garbage doing Dont Let Me Down. I surprisingly really liked this.
Back Forty is a jam band who does a cool cover of Rocky Racoon
Elvis, circa the friend peanut butter and banana and uppers sandwiches era, singing Yesterday.
Some dude playing Blackbird on a Ukulele. AWESOME.
The Tijuana Brass does With a Little Help from My Friends!! holy moly
Have to include Eric Clapton doing While My Guitar Gently Weeps. thats a given.
This cracked me up. It's Sean Connery doing In My Life, a spoken word version.
Gotta support the John Denver up here. He did a medley. Mother Nature's Son, Blackbird, and When I'm Sixty-four. There is bizarre interpretive dancing and gymnastics involved. I am confused.
Fats Domino doing Lady Madonna. and yes, i did mean to word it that way. ba-dum-ching!
I secretly love Franz Ferdinand. Here's a cover of It Won't Be Long.
**sidenote, Willie Nelson is at the moment Stephen Colbert's christmas special and it cracks me up. interestingly i can not find any record of him ever singing a Beatles song***
I love Regina Spektor and I love Real Love.
I'd never heard of Marmalade, but the lead singer wears a nice hat. I think they must have been cool during the era of music that was so bad our parents started working on creating us. i'd do it to Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da
ok. i've probably gone too far. I could continue. but you can look more artists up here if you want.
I feel much better about life after doing this. I hope you at least watched a video or two and had a good feeling. If I can't make sense of my life, I like to hope I can help you in some small way make sense of yours.
so. that said. Top 5 favorite Beatles songs. Across the Universe. Black Bird. All You Need is Love. Lady Madonna. Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da. Here Comes the Sun. ok, that's six. I could keep going. Maybe I can't make a top five.
So. Because also love youtube, for you I present a small collection of other people's versions of the Beatles.
Rufus Wainwright, Sean Lennon, and Moby. Singing Across the Universe. Holy cow this gives me cold chills. In a good way.
Same song, but a huge assortment of people including Slash, Bono, Allison Kraus, and Stevie Wonder. This is awesome. More chills than the last one.
OMG this is the cutest little kid ever singing Hey Jude and you will watch this right now and buy him a pony.
Travis singing Lovely Rita
Michael Jackson singing Come Together. It seems so dirty to think about it now.
Bobby McFerrin singing Blackbird. He's probably the only person I can allow making this sound like a happy song. Bc he dont worry, he's happy.
Youtube says this is Jack Johnson singing Imagine. It sounds like it, yes.
Alvin and the Chipmunks sing Get Back. Surprisingly, those chipmunks have several Beatles covers.
Jimi Hendrix, the first guitar hero, singin Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. it's a little scratchy. Still awesome.
STP singing Revolution.
Dave Grohl singing Blackbird. He has such a great voice for this song.
Dave Matthews singing In My Life. This song should probably also go in my extended top five. My top five is really like a top 200.
Noel Gallagher singing All You Need is Love. I find it ironically wonderful. I also think the electric guitar in this song is one of the best riffs of all time and I will fight you if you say otherwise.
Bon Jovi says Here Comes the Sun.
I've never heard this band, Reflex, but they do a good cover of Lady Madonna
Me First and the Gimme Gimmes and a fun rendition of All My Loving
Ben Harper doing Strawberry Fields Forever. another awesome song.
Jim Carrey can sing? I did not know this. But I am the Walrus is the greatest song for him and his eighty bajillion voices. and this is funny to watch.
Big Country does a really awesome version of Eleanor Rigby. for a long time i said if i spawned a child I'd name it eleanor rigby..
The Fray singing Fixing a Hole. A lesser known but still amazing song.
Maroon 5 doing If I Fell.
Garbage doing Dont Let Me Down. I surprisingly really liked this.
Back Forty is a jam band who does a cool cover of Rocky Racoon
Elvis, circa the friend peanut butter and banana and uppers sandwiches era, singing Yesterday.
Some dude playing Blackbird on a Ukulele. AWESOME.
The Tijuana Brass does With a Little Help from My Friends!! holy moly
Have to include Eric Clapton doing While My Guitar Gently Weeps. thats a given.
This cracked me up. It's Sean Connery doing In My Life, a spoken word version.
Gotta support the John Denver up here. He did a medley. Mother Nature's Son, Blackbird, and When I'm Sixty-four. There is bizarre interpretive dancing and gymnastics involved. I am confused.
Fats Domino doing Lady Madonna. and yes, i did mean to word it that way. ba-dum-ching!
I secretly love Franz Ferdinand. Here's a cover of It Won't Be Long.
**sidenote, Willie Nelson is at the moment Stephen Colbert's christmas special and it cracks me up. interestingly i can not find any record of him ever singing a Beatles song***
I love Regina Spektor and I love Real Love.
I'd never heard of Marmalade, but the lead singer wears a nice hat. I think they must have been cool during the era of music that was so bad our parents started working on creating us. i'd do it to Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da
ok. i've probably gone too far. I could continue. but you can look more artists up here if you want.
I feel much better about life after doing this. I hope you at least watched a video or two and had a good feeling. If I can't make sense of my life, I like to hope I can help you in some small way make sense of yours.
That Girl is Poison
For our musical interlude this afternoon, we're going to go to the airband episode of Scrubs. More Than a Feeling is one of the greatest songs anyway but this is wonderful. And I am not ashamed to admit that I remember doing this dance to Poison at one time in my life. Ah, New Edition. That band was definitely used in dance class, many moons ago.
So I put up some of my outside lights this afternoon. It looks pretty pathetic if I say so myself, haha. i thought about putting some lights up around the roof, but I think the chance of injuring myself in doing so would be great. So at least I put up some decoration.... two strings of lights, to ropes of garland, two red bows. I took a photo of it and I'll take another when it gets darker to show you crazy kids.
I am finally watching Across the Universe, and I must say that I really like it. And not just because I've been a Beatles fan from birth. I recommend it profusely. I did always love the name Jude.
So yesterday's fake-thanksgiving was the best to date. and not just because it was the first one. i'm fairly certain that i ate my weight in stuffing. And it was good.
I've started filling out my holiday cards to the soldiers. I don't know what to write in them that doesnt sound generic. Thanks for what you do? I don't believe in it personally, but I hope you dont get your ass blown up because of it? And hey, have a happy holidays, I hope you get a shower? Maybe that won't be the best message to write. I'll write something cheery, something hopeful. I do hope for them, wherever they are, whoever gets these cards. I got the funny ones, so hopefully, they'll get a laugh out of it too.
Something's going to happen this christmas. Something good. I haven't felt happy about Christmas like I do this year, for a very very long time.
So I put up some of my outside lights this afternoon. It looks pretty pathetic if I say so myself, haha. i thought about putting some lights up around the roof, but I think the chance of injuring myself in doing so would be great. So at least I put up some decoration.... two strings of lights, to ropes of garland, two red bows. I took a photo of it and I'll take another when it gets darker to show you crazy kids.
I am finally watching Across the Universe, and I must say that I really like it. And not just because I've been a Beatles fan from birth. I recommend it profusely. I did always love the name Jude.
So yesterday's fake-thanksgiving was the best to date. and not just because it was the first one. i'm fairly certain that i ate my weight in stuffing. And it was good.
I've started filling out my holiday cards to the soldiers. I don't know what to write in them that doesnt sound generic. Thanks for what you do? I don't believe in it personally, but I hope you dont get your ass blown up because of it? And hey, have a happy holidays, I hope you get a shower? Maybe that won't be the best message to write. I'll write something cheery, something hopeful. I do hope for them, wherever they are, whoever gets these cards. I got the funny ones, so hopefully, they'll get a laugh out of it too.
Something's going to happen this christmas. Something good. I haven't felt happy about Christmas like I do this year, for a very very long time.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Good Karma for the Holidays
So I feel the need to build up good karma again. I need it, badly. I also need to get ahold of someone whom I have no current contact information for, so if any of you have any ideas, i'll fill you in. But thats not the point of this post. The point here is that if I can't help someone I know desperately needs it right now, I'm going to help someone else. Several someone elses. We were sent this at work and I thought it was a good thing. If you want to do this too, I'm sure it would be appreciated. At any rate, the Red Cross is sending holiday cards to soldiers overseas. Yes, there I go crusading for the soldiers again. I hate war and the military and everything to do with it unless you count that boardgame Risk but thats bc I can take over whole countries, but really, the soldiers..... I just want them to know I appreciate them and that there's someone back on this side of the pond who acknowledges what they're doing and hopes they live through it, and hey, happy holidays while you're at it! Anyway.. here is the address:
HOLIDAY MAIL FOR HEROES
P. O. BOX 5456
CAPITOL HEIGHTS, MD 20791-5456
there are some details to know, like the deadline to send them is Dec 10, that you should sign your name but not add any contact info, etc. here is a link that has all the details. Please do this. If not for me, then for a stranger who would like to get some mail from home. I'm thinking maybe I'll go ahead and do the goal on my list of supporting a woman soldier now over the holidays. I feel like it's probably a good time. hopefully this time I won't overdraft my bank account or leave my wallet at the post office like last time. I just want to make a moment in someone elses life better and maybe if i do that, mine will be too.
i bought outdoor christmas lights tonight (which btw the Salvation Army people are already out, so this weekend I need to gather up my change for them) and I am excited. I actually am excited about this christmas. this should shock you bc I am well known for my grinch-like qualities. but there are lights and garland and big red bows and perhaps even a decoration for the lawn gnome. This is of course in addition to the interrior decorations of my hot pink lights and my hot neon decorated big tree and my little pink holographic plastic tree that may or may not be graced with condoms for the second year in a row. (oh yes, i decorated a tree in condoms. it's the gift that keeps on giving, folks. I'm just looking out for you...). There will be photos when this monstrosity comes together. I promise.
i want to watch all the christmas cartoons from when we were little. Especially the Peanuts one. I hear the first few chords of "Christmastime is Here" and I am immediately five years old, back in our old house, in red pajamas with the feet (you know you had them too), trying to get mom to let me eat several days worth of chocolates from that countdown-the-days-till-christmas- calendar, laying underneath the christmas tree and looking up into the lights. why isnt it the same when I try to lay under there now...
i've also had a brilliant idea. a few years ago i bought by brother a chess set that is made of shot glasses. perhaps i have figured out an incentive to learn to play, whichever number goal that is. and that can be when i hang out with him. double bonus!
also, people in this town lack the ability to drive in the snow. they need to spend a winter in b.county and then they could drive anywhere.
my dog just did that flying karate kick and i was in the way of her destination. thats gonna leave a mark. on my face.
HOLIDAY MAIL FOR HEROES
P. O. BOX 5456
CAPITOL HEIGHTS, MD 20791-5456
there are some details to know, like the deadline to send them is Dec 10, that you should sign your name but not add any contact info, etc. here is a link that has all the details. Please do this. If not for me, then for a stranger who would like to get some mail from home. I'm thinking maybe I'll go ahead and do the goal on my list of supporting a woman soldier now over the holidays. I feel like it's probably a good time. hopefully this time I won't overdraft my bank account or leave my wallet at the post office like last time. I just want to make a moment in someone elses life better and maybe if i do that, mine will be too.
i bought outdoor christmas lights tonight (which btw the Salvation Army people are already out, so this weekend I need to gather up my change for them) and I am excited. I actually am excited about this christmas. this should shock you bc I am well known for my grinch-like qualities. but there are lights and garland and big red bows and perhaps even a decoration for the lawn gnome. This is of course in addition to the interrior decorations of my hot pink lights and my hot neon decorated big tree and my little pink holographic plastic tree that may or may not be graced with condoms for the second year in a row. (oh yes, i decorated a tree in condoms. it's the gift that keeps on giving, folks. I'm just looking out for you...). There will be photos when this monstrosity comes together. I promise.
i want to watch all the christmas cartoons from when we were little. Especially the Peanuts one. I hear the first few chords of "Christmastime is Here" and I am immediately five years old, back in our old house, in red pajamas with the feet (you know you had them too), trying to get mom to let me eat several days worth of chocolates from that countdown-the-days-till-christmas- calendar, laying underneath the christmas tree and looking up into the lights. why isnt it the same when I try to lay under there now...
i've also had a brilliant idea. a few years ago i bought by brother a chess set that is made of shot glasses. perhaps i have figured out an incentive to learn to play, whichever number goal that is. and that can be when i hang out with him. double bonus!
also, people in this town lack the ability to drive in the snow. they need to spend a winter in b.county and then they could drive anywhere.
my dog just did that flying karate kick and i was in the way of her destination. thats gonna leave a mark. on my face.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
The Germans Wore Grey. You Wore Blue.
I just want to take a small moment to be excited that Casablanca is playing at the Warner for the month of December. It is top 10 one of my favorite movies. There is a time period where the world was crap and the movies were wonderful, and this was it. They don't make movies like this anymore. They don't make heroes like Bogart anymore. I will be going to watch this, possibly several times, if anyone cares to join me. It's the perfect movie to play in the old Warner, and I've been voting for it (they have a vote each month for what old movie you want played) for months now. If they would only now play Dr. Zhivago, well I'd be one contented cookie.
Why is it that most of my favorite movies (Casablanca, Zhivago, Everything Is Illuminated, etc.) involve the impossibility of love in times of war. Maybe that's not the right wording. Bc there is love. There is real love. But it's taken away every time do to external conflict that can't be resolved. Maybe I don't trust anyone because I spend to much time watching old movies and only believe anything worthwhile in this world will be taken away.
Will not stew. Will rather enjoy that in a few weeks, I can go sit and relish in a movie that the last time it played at the Warner was when it came out.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
the crap i read, and kinder surprise
I thought, for some reason, that I would make a list of the websites I visit on a semi-regular basis. I don't know why, but hey, maybe you'll like them too.
Etsy- handmade items of wonder!
ModCloth- fun, vintage items
Dooce- one hilarious blog from the gret stet of Utah
Dear Old Love- people write in their thoughts on ex's
Cake Wrecks- bc messing up cake is hilarious
Post Secret- a glimpse into the secrets of others
Passive Aggressive Notes- bc you want to tell them off... politely
Things My Boyfriend Says- bc guys say stupid shit.
A Softer World- i wouldn't necessarily call it a comic, you'll just have to check it out
Married to the Sea- this is a comic and it's hilarious
XKCD- another comic, but different
Astronomy Pic of the Day- awesome photos and graphics from NASA
BBC News- the only news source I trust
Weird News- speaks for itself
and then of course there's facebook and this and all that nonsense. but I think I gave you enough fodder to last awhile.
next topic. Kinder Surprise. I stumbled upon this phenomena on the interwebz (long story) and I am transfixed. Its a toy, inside a plastic egg, inside a chocolate egg. Brilliant! But wait, we don't get them in the US bc they were banned bc we're too stupid to not choke on them. Now, if you know me, once I'm told I can't have things, I reeeeally really want them. So now I want these chocolates. . I think they are sold in some specialty stores in the U.S. but the prices are raised since it's techincally illegal. They can be imported in, but the shipping cost is outrageous. So I talked to Ben and asked him to be a good boy and send me some from Australia for my Christmas present. He thought I was joking that we don't have them. No, Ben, I'm not. We are the only country in the world who does not have Kinder Surprise. but I guess when our leaders are prone to choke on pretzels, it's understandable that food products would be a sketchy area. So anyway. I'm hoping to get these awesome chocolate eggs for christmas from the land down under. perhaps not everyone that comes out of that country is a scummy, slimy, coward asshole. (whoa there, tangent much?) Anyway.. yay chocolates.
I was supposed to work in Pburgh tomorrow but am not now. This is good because now I dont have to get up at 6:15.
Go to the Olive Garden immediately and get the pumpkin pie cheesecake. It is so wonderful I nearly cried. Not really, but it is darn delicious.
Etsy- handmade items of wonder!
ModCloth- fun, vintage items
Dooce- one hilarious blog from the gret stet of Utah
Dear Old Love- people write in their thoughts on ex's
Cake Wrecks- bc messing up cake is hilarious
Post Secret- a glimpse into the secrets of others
Passive Aggressive Notes- bc you want to tell them off... politely
Things My Boyfriend Says- bc guys say stupid shit.
A Softer World- i wouldn't necessarily call it a comic, you'll just have to check it out
Married to the Sea- this is a comic and it's hilarious
XKCD- another comic, but different
Astronomy Pic of the Day- awesome photos and graphics from NASA
BBC News- the only news source I trust
Weird News- speaks for itself
and then of course there's facebook and this and all that nonsense. but I think I gave you enough fodder to last awhile.
next topic. Kinder Surprise. I stumbled upon this phenomena on the interwebz (long story) and I am transfixed. Its a toy, inside a plastic egg, inside a chocolate egg. Brilliant! But wait, we don't get them in the US bc they were banned bc we're too stupid to not choke on them. Now, if you know me, once I'm told I can't have things, I reeeeally really want them. So now I want these chocolates. . I think they are sold in some specialty stores in the U.S. but the prices are raised since it's techincally illegal. They can be imported in, but the shipping cost is outrageous. So I talked to Ben and asked him to be a good boy and send me some from Australia for my Christmas present. He thought I was joking that we don't have them. No, Ben, I'm not. We are the only country in the world who does not have Kinder Surprise. but I guess when our leaders are prone to choke on pretzels, it's understandable that food products would be a sketchy area. So anyway. I'm hoping to get these awesome chocolate eggs for christmas from the land down under. perhaps not everyone that comes out of that country is a scummy, slimy, coward asshole. (whoa there, tangent much?) Anyway.. yay chocolates.
I was supposed to work in Pburgh tomorrow but am not now. This is good because now I dont have to get up at 6:15.
Go to the Olive Garden immediately and get the pumpkin pie cheesecake. It is so wonderful I nearly cried. Not really, but it is darn delicious.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
#47
So I tried soymilk. Chocolate soymilk to be exact. And....and... (in a hushed, almost embarrassed voice) it's... it's good? what's this? i thought soymilk was supposed to taste like hippies. or yuppies. or granola and feet. I won't say I'm a convert, but perhaps I won't mock it so loudly now.
that said, it reminds me of a story I meant to type out for your comedic appreciation but i had a craptastic weekend. Anywho. So. At the Mountaineer Week arts and crafts fair I picked up an awesome piece of art. Well actually I'm getting it for christmas, but thats irrelevant. Anywho. I love this piece. Weird things I connect to, I guess. Mom thinks it's crap art, i could tell this from her eye rolling. You can find the artist's work here if you are bored and want to meander. I got talking to the artist about Morgantown blah blah, and mom had to inform him that I ''sold out to the government. Yeah, she went to the dark side." And I was offended! I didn't go to the dark side!
But then I stopped and thought about how I looked. Gap jeans and sweater, LLBean puffy vest, and pearl bracelet. Oh God. I'm a yuppie and I work for the government. Please tell me that there is a twelve step program for this, bc I think a part of me died right there. I tried to justify it to myself (yes, I took it this far) that the hole in my jeans was not stylishly put there when I bought them. I caught those jeans on a nail! A dirty, rusted nail! I am a rebel!!!!!!
or maybe I'm becoming a drone. I did have to take a refresher training course today on why I should not bring fireworks or chemical weaponry to work, and why I may be targeted as a potential recruit for espionage. WHAT. ESPIONAGE? I can't drive a stick-shift and they think I'd be a successful spy? (Not really sure how those actually fit together, but an image of James Bond flashed through my mind and I automatically assume that a turncoat is going to have to be able to drive a standard.)
In non-counter intelligence news, I'm rewatching Scrubs. This has no relevance to anything other than I'm gonna probably start quoting it obsessively again. So fair warning to you.
I just saw a commercial for off-road unicycling. holy wah, batman. that's awesome.
Also, if you haven't had a good laugh, get on youtube and watch Justin Timberlake from this past weekend's SNL. Both his Weekend Update skit, and his 'music video' with Beyonce. the second made me do my embarrassing laugh.
Also, from here on out, instead of saying 'my embarrassing laugh' I will just type "HAGH!" bc that is what mr. pickens phonetically figured out it sounded like. and it makes sense.
so, to recap, Justin Timberlake in a leotard doing a booty dance=HAGH!
how did i get from soymilk to JT? my mind is bizarre.
that said, it reminds me of a story I meant to type out for your comedic appreciation but i had a craptastic weekend. Anywho. So. At the Mountaineer Week arts and crafts fair I picked up an awesome piece of art. Well actually I'm getting it for christmas, but thats irrelevant. Anywho. I love this piece. Weird things I connect to, I guess. Mom thinks it's crap art, i could tell this from her eye rolling. You can find the artist's work here if you are bored and want to meander. I got talking to the artist about Morgantown blah blah, and mom had to inform him that I ''sold out to the government. Yeah, she went to the dark side." And I was offended! I didn't go to the dark side!
But then I stopped and thought about how I looked. Gap jeans and sweater, LLBean puffy vest, and pearl bracelet. Oh God. I'm a yuppie and I work for the government. Please tell me that there is a twelve step program for this, bc I think a part of me died right there. I tried to justify it to myself (yes, I took it this far) that the hole in my jeans was not stylishly put there when I bought them. I caught those jeans on a nail! A dirty, rusted nail! I am a rebel!!!!!!
or maybe I'm becoming a drone. I did have to take a refresher training course today on why I should not bring fireworks or chemical weaponry to work, and why I may be targeted as a potential recruit for espionage. WHAT. ESPIONAGE? I can't drive a stick-shift and they think I'd be a successful spy? (Not really sure how those actually fit together, but an image of James Bond flashed through my mind and I automatically assume that a turncoat is going to have to be able to drive a standard.)
In non-counter intelligence news, I'm rewatching Scrubs. This has no relevance to anything other than I'm gonna probably start quoting it obsessively again. So fair warning to you.
I just saw a commercial for off-road unicycling. holy wah, batman. that's awesome.
Also, if you haven't had a good laugh, get on youtube and watch Justin Timberlake from this past weekend's SNL. Both his Weekend Update skit, and his 'music video' with Beyonce. the second made me do my embarrassing laugh.
Also, from here on out, instead of saying 'my embarrassing laugh' I will just type "HAGH!" bc that is what mr. pickens phonetically figured out it sounded like. and it makes sense.
so, to recap, Justin Timberlake in a leotard doing a booty dance=HAGH!
how did i get from soymilk to JT? my mind is bizarre.
Things about Things. And Stuff. You Know.
It's the first snow! I love the first snow. It's usually the only one I really love, after that it just gets in my socks and angers me. But the first snow...! This one promises of good/interesting times to come. Like I'm going to go snowboarding for the first time, on the premise of I get lessons only if I can refrain from throwing shoes. I hope I can manage. the shoe throwing part that is.
I had a craptastic start to my day, but it's gotten better. I woke up at 5AM to my dog puking on my bed. This is NOT how anyone should start their morning. In the process of freaking out and stripping my bed, she did the same in the hallway. Have any of you seen me in pure rage tears? Bc that's where I was. I locked her in her kennel and found a spare blanket to wrap myself up in burrito-style in hopes of getting another hour and a half of puke-free sleep. this did not happen as the dog started making terrible noises from the kitchen. i tried to ignore it but couldnt. which is good i didnt, bc her evilness had unlatched the bottom latch and had gotten her head stuck in teh door, choking herself. in a moment of Hulk-like strength i ripped the door off bc I didn't know what else to do. and then the rage came back and i went back to bed, this time shutting my door in hopes that if she puked anymore, it would be in the kitchen.
she didnt. but she did decide to tear up the carpet outside my door. thru the carpet, thru the foam, all the way to the wood. When I woke up (after sleeping thru the alarm of course) my head exploded in confetti-filled fury. twice. I am selling her to the gypsies and thats all i have to say.
so i've been dragging ass all day, with no help from my Mountain Dew, snickers bar, and leftover pizza. and my hair is silently trying to turn into a mini-fro. which has nothing to do with my state of awakeness, but it is really bothering the hell out of me.
I know I'm really bad about letting one thing set off a chain reaction of badness, and I need to calm the fuck down. I need to study Dudeism, and when things get bad, in the words of walter sobchak, i need to tell myself "fuck it dude, let's go bowling." (apologies for the deuce f-bomb dropping, but seriously, seriously.)
so to counteract the negative, lets talk positive. I enjoy my weekly evening with Seese. Whether we go out somewhere or just sit at the house watching the dogs be idiots, it's nice to have a semi-routine of time that you earmark for friends. this is similar to shainna and i watching the same tv shows from our different locations, and having commentary at the jr high level of 'omg, wtf, srsly?,lolz'. tv is what we do. that and bitch. but i digress.
i also like that we're having fake thanksgiving on saturday. some ppl aren't having any other thanksgiving, and some who are are only going out of guilt, so it's good to just meet up with some ppl and chill out while stuffing yourself. with stuffing. oooooh stuffing. and cornish hens. of which i have not had since Senior Trip when we went to Dixie Stampede and ate them without silverware. I think I may attempt to convince everyone thta this again would be entertaining. I bet the settlers didn't waste their time with silverware. or maybe they did. i wasn't there.
i'm also going to see the new bond movie, and we are all embarrassingly aware of my loving devotion to daniel craig. i would give up chocolate to touch his abs. mhmm yes i would.
i was looking over my list at what new things I need to do. I'm going to the grocery tonight, so I can get soymilk and maybe one of the 3 cheeses and search for a fruit or veg I've not had/enjoyed. Spinnach is the first that comes to mind, its evil lurking near my good foods. I don't know if I am ready for that one yet, I still have flashback so being little and crying, being told that Poppeye likes it, I will too. LIES.
Also, I have not been able to find postcards. Shouldn't they sell those...everywhere? I mean I know this isnt the tourist mecca of the world or anything, but surely somewhere in Mtown sells postcards. Maybe I'll make my own. The tagline would read something like "beer or rain. the only two liquids we see around here."
lately i have really missed school. i miss sitting in a classroom with people my age learning. i try to make up for it by reading the news and trolling wikipedia a lot, but it's not enough. I'm actually thinking of auditing a class in the spring, just to have something to do. Work will only pay for those that are relevant to my job, and i've already taken all the ones i can justify. I am on a kick recently of reading early-european historical fiction, and it's perked my interest. So that may be the next tangent I latch to, and give up my study of WW Dos. we'll see.
there are 37 days till christmas. The salvation army workers will prob come out soon, so I need to gather up the pile of change on my dryer and give to them and not to the candy machine downstairs.
do you ever feel like it's the calm before the storm? bc thats what i'm feelin right now.
I had a craptastic start to my day, but it's gotten better. I woke up at 5AM to my dog puking on my bed. This is NOT how anyone should start their morning. In the process of freaking out and stripping my bed, she did the same in the hallway. Have any of you seen me in pure rage tears? Bc that's where I was. I locked her in her kennel and found a spare blanket to wrap myself up in burrito-style in hopes of getting another hour and a half of puke-free sleep. this did not happen as the dog started making terrible noises from the kitchen. i tried to ignore it but couldnt. which is good i didnt, bc her evilness had unlatched the bottom latch and had gotten her head stuck in teh door, choking herself. in a moment of Hulk-like strength i ripped the door off bc I didn't know what else to do. and then the rage came back and i went back to bed, this time shutting my door in hopes that if she puked anymore, it would be in the kitchen.
she didnt. but she did decide to tear up the carpet outside my door. thru the carpet, thru the foam, all the way to the wood. When I woke up (after sleeping thru the alarm of course) my head exploded in confetti-filled fury. twice. I am selling her to the gypsies and thats all i have to say.
so i've been dragging ass all day, with no help from my Mountain Dew, snickers bar, and leftover pizza. and my hair is silently trying to turn into a mini-fro. which has nothing to do with my state of awakeness, but it is really bothering the hell out of me.
I know I'm really bad about letting one thing set off a chain reaction of badness, and I need to calm the fuck down. I need to study Dudeism, and when things get bad, in the words of walter sobchak, i need to tell myself "fuck it dude, let's go bowling." (apologies for the deuce f-bomb dropping, but seriously, seriously.)
so to counteract the negative, lets talk positive. I enjoy my weekly evening with Seese. Whether we go out somewhere or just sit at the house watching the dogs be idiots, it's nice to have a semi-routine of time that you earmark for friends. this is similar to shainna and i watching the same tv shows from our different locations, and having commentary at the jr high level of 'omg, wtf, srsly?,lolz'. tv is what we do. that and bitch. but i digress.
i also like that we're having fake thanksgiving on saturday. some ppl aren't having any other thanksgiving, and some who are are only going out of guilt, so it's good to just meet up with some ppl and chill out while stuffing yourself. with stuffing. oooooh stuffing. and cornish hens. of which i have not had since Senior Trip when we went to Dixie Stampede and ate them without silverware. I think I may attempt to convince everyone thta this again would be entertaining. I bet the settlers didn't waste their time with silverware. or maybe they did. i wasn't there.
i'm also going to see the new bond movie, and we are all embarrassingly aware of my loving devotion to daniel craig. i would give up chocolate to touch his abs. mhmm yes i would.
i was looking over my list at what new things I need to do. I'm going to the grocery tonight, so I can get soymilk and maybe one of the 3 cheeses and search for a fruit or veg I've not had/enjoyed. Spinnach is the first that comes to mind, its evil lurking near my good foods. I don't know if I am ready for that one yet, I still have flashback so being little and crying, being told that Poppeye likes it, I will too. LIES.
Also, I have not been able to find postcards. Shouldn't they sell those...everywhere? I mean I know this isnt the tourist mecca of the world or anything, but surely somewhere in Mtown sells postcards. Maybe I'll make my own. The tagline would read something like "beer or rain. the only two liquids we see around here."
lately i have really missed school. i miss sitting in a classroom with people my age learning. i try to make up for it by reading the news and trolling wikipedia a lot, but it's not enough. I'm actually thinking of auditing a class in the spring, just to have something to do. Work will only pay for those that are relevant to my job, and i've already taken all the ones i can justify. I am on a kick recently of reading early-european historical fiction, and it's perked my interest. So that may be the next tangent I latch to, and give up my study of WW Dos. we'll see.
there are 37 days till christmas. The salvation army workers will prob come out soon, so I need to gather up the pile of change on my dryer and give to them and not to the candy machine downstairs.
do you ever feel like it's the calm before the storm? bc thats what i'm feelin right now.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Words
I like words. I can't spell a lot of them, but I like them none the less. I especially enjoy new trendy terms that are becoming popular. "Meh" has even made it into some Brit dictionaries this year. But two of my recent favorites are:
Recessionista: female who knows how to/enjoys being fashionable and can do so in this economic crisis we are facing.
Picarditude: the act of progressively becoming more bald (in the manner of Capt. Picard of the USS Enterprise.)
both of those words i read -in the same article- yesterday. And I did my obnoxious laugh because I thought they were wonderful. and terrible. mostly awful. but still.
i'm still miss crankypants, but it's not so bad this time.
Recessionista: female who knows how to/enjoys being fashionable and can do so in this economic crisis we are facing.
Picarditude: the act of progressively becoming more bald (in the manner of Capt. Picard of the USS Enterprise.)
both of those words i read -in the same article- yesterday. And I did my obnoxious laugh because I thought they were wonderful. and terrible. mostly awful. but still.
i'm still miss crankypants, but it's not so bad this time.
Friday, November 14, 2008
one step forward, 3 miles back.
sometimes you just have to fall off the emotional wagon. right? dust yourself off and put the pieces back together again, and all that jazz? hallmark type inspiration? about the old dreams not working out but still being glad you had them? about the philosopher jagger saying we cant always get what we want, but if i we try sometimes, we just might get what we need?
i know i'm vague when it comes to things like these. but i could really use some good thoughts aimed at my general direction.
i know i'm vague when it comes to things like these. but i could really use some good thoughts aimed at my general direction.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
TSO is too much metal for one hand.
Holy moly. I demand everyone get online immediately and check tour dates for the Trans-Siberian Orchestra and find the one near you, i would drive as far as 150 miles even, and you go see them. even the cheap seats are awesome. it is the coolest thing i've ever seen. it really was like a metal concert with classical music. never in my life have i heard the Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy and felt so compelled to throw my bra onstage.
We had nose-bleed seats, but I honestly dont think it takes away from the show, you give up getting to see the band up close, but you get an all encompassing view of the laser show and pyrotechnics. i have never before seen a show with both fire and real snow. and it was twelve kinds of badass. the best way i can explain it in andrea-terms would be to take sebastian bach from skid row, joe perry from aerosmith, meatloaf, james earl jones (imagining that he can sing), eddie veddar, and the chick who i remember watching play Classical Gas on youtube, with about 10 other people putting on a melt-your-face-off rock show set to your favorite christmas classics. twelve points!
and my weekend with the whites, was, as always, a fun time. we got everything finished for the wedding exactly 12 hrs before it began, that being 2:30 in the morning. and the wedding was great and the reception was great. during shainna's wedding this past june, i decided that weddings arent so bad afterall, that it can be fun to celebrate the love of your friends. so i had a good time dancing and being a general party-goer with kellie and my future ex-husband. i once again, as always, ran away when the bouquet tossing time came, but i have promised kellie that when she gets married in june, i will at least stand there in the general area of other people who are going to try to catch it much more intensely than i will. thats a big step up though, right?
needless to say, now that i'm back in rainy, dreary, cold morgantown, i am sad and tired. at least my dog is back although she must have had a long week bc she's been asleep on my feet since we got back.
also, if anyone will be in morgantown on thanksgiving and would like to have a non-traditional dinner, you're invited. i'm not going home that day (long story) so i'm going to sleep in and then fulfill another of my goals of making something in the crock pot. i think i will make moms vegetable soup. it sounds really good. so yeah. if any of you will be here, you're more than welcome to join me and the dog.
We had nose-bleed seats, but I honestly dont think it takes away from the show, you give up getting to see the band up close, but you get an all encompassing view of the laser show and pyrotechnics. i have never before seen a show with both fire and real snow. and it was twelve kinds of badass. the best way i can explain it in andrea-terms would be to take sebastian bach from skid row, joe perry from aerosmith, meatloaf, james earl jones (imagining that he can sing), eddie veddar, and the chick who i remember watching play Classical Gas on youtube, with about 10 other people putting on a melt-your-face-off rock show set to your favorite christmas classics. twelve points!
and my weekend with the whites, was, as always, a fun time. we got everything finished for the wedding exactly 12 hrs before it began, that being 2:30 in the morning. and the wedding was great and the reception was great. during shainna's wedding this past june, i decided that weddings arent so bad afterall, that it can be fun to celebrate the love of your friends. so i had a good time dancing and being a general party-goer with kellie and my future ex-husband. i once again, as always, ran away when the bouquet tossing time came, but i have promised kellie that when she gets married in june, i will at least stand there in the general area of other people who are going to try to catch it much more intensely than i will. thats a big step up though, right?
needless to say, now that i'm back in rainy, dreary, cold morgantown, i am sad and tired. at least my dog is back although she must have had a long week bc she's been asleep on my feet since we got back.
also, if anyone will be in morgantown on thanksgiving and would like to have a non-traditional dinner, you're invited. i'm not going home that day (long story) so i'm going to sleep in and then fulfill another of my goals of making something in the crock pot. i think i will make moms vegetable soup. it sounds really good. so yeah. if any of you will be here, you're more than welcome to join me and the dog.
Friday, November 7, 2008
Watching House is as bad as WebMD
So as many of you know, I spend too much time on WebMD trying to explain away myself. But lately I've decided that reruns of House are just as bad. I feel like we've discussed this before, but because of an episode I watched for the billionth time last night, I ended up on webmd again. It was the one where the kid eats cat shit and gets worms. NO, i dont think i have worms. But, during said episode, Wilson tries to diagnose House with Aspergers. Hmm... aspergers. So I look it up again, remembering I'd thought about this once before. Maybe I'm not just painfully shy, lacking the ability to look people in the eye, being socially and physically clumsy. maybe there is a real medical thing wrong with me! So I called mom (this is not the first time i've called mom in the middle of the night freaking out that something is wrong with me. Remind me to tell you sometime about when I was convinced I'd been born with a tail...) and explained to her and all she said was "You really need to stop watching television, Andrea." and hung up. She hung up on me! This was like the time I had myself convinced that I had kyphosis (hunchback type spinal curvature) and all she said to that was, 'Well, when you were little your back did curve some, but you started walking fine, so i didn't worry about it. Just stop slouching" THANKS MOM, I'M GOING TO END UP IN A BELLTOWER OF NOTRE DAME.
I have a theory, that children of the medical profession are screwed up because they're parents can explain away anything they have all while teaching them to read with medical magazines. I mean honestly, my first 'real' book was a childs medical dictionary, complete with pictures of the dirty parts. You got Dr. Seuss? I got pictures of the digestive tract. Eff all of you with your Thing 1 and Thing 2.
That said. The moral of the story is I'll never know if anything is wrong with me because of my intense hatred of going to the doctor. I've gone enough this past year, and will completely cement my hatred shortly, that I'll just stay an undiagnosed freak baby for the rest of my life. Hypothetical tail and all. Maybe I'll add another goal of staying the hell away from WebMD.
Also, almond cookies are delicious.
I have a theory, that children of the medical profession are screwed up because they're parents can explain away anything they have all while teaching them to read with medical magazines. I mean honestly, my first 'real' book was a childs medical dictionary, complete with pictures of the dirty parts. You got Dr. Seuss? I got pictures of the digestive tract. Eff all of you with your Thing 1 and Thing 2.
That said. The moral of the story is I'll never know if anything is wrong with me because of my intense hatred of going to the doctor. I've gone enough this past year, and will completely cement my hatred shortly, that I'll just stay an undiagnosed freak baby for the rest of my life. Hypothetical tail and all. Maybe I'll add another goal of staying the hell away from WebMD.
Also, almond cookies are delicious.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Do You Know What Time It Is?
I can't stop watching the news following opinions from around the world about what's going on. Do you know what time it is in our world? It's this time.
teehee. doesn't it just make you want to do the M.C. Hammer dance?
no but seriously. what's up, readers? it's going to rain here tomorrow. I know this because my head feels ready to explode. I'm a weather telling freak of nature.
i also want to publicly announce my junior high-style crush on john legend. for this song and this song especially. he's so dreamy with his musical talent. and he's darn good looking. so john legend, if you have your name set on google alerts, i <3 you times a million.
i'm disappearing for the weekend and will not have internet access until probably Sunday evening when I get back. the first 24 hrs are like the DTs. but after that, it's a nice feeling to not be handcuffed to the interwebz.
i want to go dancing. and not in the crap clubs here in motown. somewhere fun.
i also completed another goal today, that of spontaneously sending flowers. woo that.
also, this cracks my shit up. which ones did you have?
teehee. doesn't it just make you want to do the M.C. Hammer dance?
no but seriously. what's up, readers? it's going to rain here tomorrow. I know this because my head feels ready to explode. I'm a weather telling freak of nature.
i also want to publicly announce my junior high-style crush on john legend. for this song and this song especially. he's so dreamy with his musical talent. and he's darn good looking. so john legend, if you have your name set on google alerts, i <3 you times a million.
i'm disappearing for the weekend and will not have internet access until probably Sunday evening when I get back. the first 24 hrs are like the DTs. but after that, it's a nice feeling to not be handcuffed to the interwebz.
i want to go dancing. and not in the crap clubs here in motown. somewhere fun.
i also completed another goal today, that of spontaneously sending flowers. woo that.
also, this cracks my shit up. which ones did you have?
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Gimme Your Stuff!
This is goal #39: participate in Gimme Your Stuff
"What's it all about?
Welcome to the cultural exchange blog where you can swap items of significance to your area with items from others around the world. A conduit for many an international cuisine to change hands. A place where you can trade a newspaper from South Africa, or a CD from Finland. A place where we take no responsibility for anything anyone else does. A place where we are Changing the world with other people’s stuff"
So I can swap just about anything really.... postcards, magazines, clothing, candy,photos, music, etc. I can find stereotypical American products, or even handcrafted Appalachian products (I am from West Virginia). I do some of my own jewelry making, soap making, and knitting/crocheting, so if any handmade items sound like something you would enjoy, just let me know!
I would like to receive.... well.. anything really. Something traditional to your area. I love photography, i love touristy products,books, magazines, bags... anything. I would just be excited to receive something!
I will only swap once every few months to begin with, just to see how this all works. :)
We didn't start the fire. Billy Joel did.
As I was watching the speeches last night, Billy Joel's "We Didn't Start the Fire" came to mind. And I think it is a really good representation of the spirit of things, with the history and change and everything. So I found this fun link that has the song set to images of what it's talking about as well as further information if you click on the lyrics. I have always loved this song. It is one of the few ones I can dance around like a total idiot to and feel good. I can remember about 67% of the lyrics, so I think this song will be the song I sing for my karaoke goal. So I'm going to learn the words.
Also, is there a way on blogger just to insert a video in the post? Bc I originally tried to just embed the youtube video but it wouldn't let me.
I spent much of my day watching people's facebook status change depending on their political leanings. And while I may not agree with some of the opinions, I'm glad people have them. I am notorious for my apathy. Several people have even commented on the fact that I actually seemed to give a shit this time, so twelve points to me. Things are going to change, good or bad, no matter who's in office. Even apathetic Andrea knows that. Although I may return to my original political standpoint of "Pro-Lazy, Anti-Pants."
And now for a list of things that make me happy:
-Bob Evans potato soup
-the fact that my lonely little neighbor friend seemed to have made some friends of his own!
-Jude Law in a sweater vest and glasses. yum.
-this spurt of nice weather we're having
-my new air freshener in the car that smells like cinnamon and cloves
-moonwalking (michael jackson style, not neil armstrong style)
Today is my little brother's 23 bday, so if you see him, give him a high-five and then kick him in the shins. He and I have always had a mean relationship, mostly me being mean to him until he was tall enough to beat the hell out of me. My favorite memory is one time, we were pretty young, I told michael we should play hide-and-seek and that he should hide. only i told him wear to hide. up in the dogwood tree in our, at the time, front yard. i made sure he climbed up good and high. and then i left him there and went inside and watched tv. mom says he was up there for over an hour, but it didn't seem nearly long enough to me. :)
does this explain me to you any better?? haha
Also, is there a way on blogger just to insert a video in the post? Bc I originally tried to just embed the youtube video but it wouldn't let me.
I spent much of my day watching people's facebook status change depending on their political leanings. And while I may not agree with some of the opinions, I'm glad people have them. I am notorious for my apathy. Several people have even commented on the fact that I actually seemed to give a shit this time, so twelve points to me. Things are going to change, good or bad, no matter who's in office. Even apathetic Andrea knows that. Although I may return to my original political standpoint of "Pro-Lazy, Anti-Pants."
And now for a list of things that make me happy:
-Bob Evans potato soup
-the fact that my lonely little neighbor friend seemed to have made some friends of his own!
-Jude Law in a sweater vest and glasses. yum.
-this spurt of nice weather we're having
-my new air freshener in the car that smells like cinnamon and cloves
-moonwalking (michael jackson style, not neil armstrong style)
Today is my little brother's 23 bday, so if you see him, give him a high-five and then kick him in the shins. He and I have always had a mean relationship, mostly me being mean to him until he was tall enough to beat the hell out of me. My favorite memory is one time, we were pretty young, I told michael we should play hide-and-seek and that he should hide. only i told him wear to hide. up in the dogwood tree in our, at the time, front yard. i made sure he climbed up good and high. and then i left him there and went inside and watched tv. mom says he was up there for over an hour, but it didn't seem nearly long enough to me. :)
does this explain me to you any better?? haha
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
wow
i know i just posted, but i think it is an amazing thing that our generation can tell their children that they were alive, that they voted, that they witnessed this moment in history. i'm proud of our generation, being able to look past gender, past race, to see that we are all the same, that we need to rally for us, for the future.
who knew an election would make this cold dead heart tear up?
who knew an election would make this cold dead heart tear up?
Election Coverage makes me...
....want to go ahead and write my will. Is that awful? Or is it more awful that I'm going to talk about it on here?
I figured the will-writing would be easy to do, seeing as I have more debt than assets. I know I want all my books donated to the Sutton Public Library, unless there are any that anyone particularly wants. I would call dibs on my old falling apart copy of Secret Garden, it holds many memories of good times.
(this is creepy, isn't it.)
when i finish writing this i will buy that filing cabinet that's on my list and put it in there. but some things I am putting in the will are more of action type things that you all can know about. I want my body donated to medicine. Whether it's donor organs or to the med students to cut up. I don't want to be buried. I want to be able to help others. And I don't want flowers at my funeral bc nothing creeps me out more than funeral flowers. I want ppl to donate to charities. I don't care what charity, as long as it's something they believe in. And I don't want a super sad nonsense. I want a photographic slideshow of fun times. I want it set to bitchin music like the Bay City Rollers and Rusted Root. That is what I want, so if you are still reading this whenever it happens, please make sure someone knows.
I don't normally think about things like this, but two young women that are friends-of-friends have died in the past 2 weeks. One in a car accident and one shot. And it's times like this that you remember how precious life is and how little time we have here. I think this may be our one shot do to it right, to love, to share, to hope. I want to be the best me I can while I'm here. And we all know I have problems with that sometimes (or all the time). And that's partly why so many of my goals are doing things for others bc I want to give something of myself to others so that maybe they can pass that along too. if i can momentarily make life wonderful for someone else, then that's what i want to do. and thats why i want happy music and funny photos. i want people to laugh.
How about something less depressing now. I have started looking into Banned Books for my ten to read. I've been pleased to see I've read quite a few of them (my beloved Dr.Zhivago was banned!), some even in school, so ten points to you, b-county educational system. As of right now, I think I'm going to read:
-John Steinbeck Grapes of Wrath (which frankly, i can't believe i've never read)
-James Joyce Dubliners
-Sir Arthur Conan Doyle Adventures of Sherlock Holmes
-Margret Mitchell Gone with the Wind (again, i can't believe i havent read it, esp for as many times as i watch it a year)
-Daniel Defoe Moll Flanders
-Dee Alexander Brown Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee
-Robert Cormier Chocolate War
-Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich
-Stephen Chbosky The Perks of Being a Wallflower 12/13/08
-Jack London The Call of the Wild
so if any of you have any of above books and would like to let me borrow them, well then i'll give you a cookie. they would also make excellent christmas gifts. *hint hint hint*
so. i guess that's all i've got on my mind right now. i have this song stuck in my head. it is a sad one, but very beautiful.
life's changing faster than I can keep up.
I figured the will-writing would be easy to do, seeing as I have more debt than assets. I know I want all my books donated to the Sutton Public Library, unless there are any that anyone particularly wants. I would call dibs on my old falling apart copy of Secret Garden, it holds many memories of good times.
(this is creepy, isn't it.)
when i finish writing this i will buy that filing cabinet that's on my list and put it in there. but some things I am putting in the will are more of action type things that you all can know about. I want my body donated to medicine. Whether it's donor organs or to the med students to cut up. I don't want to be buried. I want to be able to help others. And I don't want flowers at my funeral bc nothing creeps me out more than funeral flowers. I want ppl to donate to charities. I don't care what charity, as long as it's something they believe in. And I don't want a super sad nonsense. I want a photographic slideshow of fun times. I want it set to bitchin music like the Bay City Rollers and Rusted Root. That is what I want, so if you are still reading this whenever it happens, please make sure someone knows.
I don't normally think about things like this, but two young women that are friends-of-friends have died in the past 2 weeks. One in a car accident and one shot. And it's times like this that you remember how precious life is and how little time we have here. I think this may be our one shot do to it right, to love, to share, to hope. I want to be the best me I can while I'm here. And we all know I have problems with that sometimes (or all the time). And that's partly why so many of my goals are doing things for others bc I want to give something of myself to others so that maybe they can pass that along too. if i can momentarily make life wonderful for someone else, then that's what i want to do. and thats why i want happy music and funny photos. i want people to laugh.
How about something less depressing now. I have started looking into Banned Books for my ten to read. I've been pleased to see I've read quite a few of them (my beloved Dr.Zhivago was banned!), some even in school, so ten points to you, b-county educational system. As of right now, I think I'm going to read:
-John Steinbeck Grapes of Wrath (which frankly, i can't believe i've never read)
-James Joyce Dubliners
-Sir Arthur Conan Doyle Adventures of Sherlock Holmes
-Margret Mitchell Gone with the Wind (again, i can't believe i havent read it, esp for as many times as i watch it a year)
-Daniel Defoe Moll Flanders
-Dee Alexander Brown Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee
-Robert Cormier Chocolate War
-Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich
-Stephen Chbosky The Perks of Being a Wallflower 12/13/08
-Jack London The Call of the Wild
so if any of you have any of above books and would like to let me borrow them, well then i'll give you a cookie. they would also make excellent christmas gifts. *hint hint hint*
so. i guess that's all i've got on my mind right now. i have this song stuck in my head. it is a sad one, but very beautiful.
life's changing faster than I can keep up.
I hope I get to see TSO before the nation explodes.
It's election day. I swore I wouldn't pay attention to the coverage, bc the coverage won't change anything, and yet I seem to have MSN, CNN, and BBC News all open. I'm so stressed out already I've already made plans with a friend to go to Keglers and have wings and beer while we watch this mess unfold. This is the first time I've actually paid attention. Me and my left-wing views usually stay out on the fringe where no one can find us. This year however, I've gotten into more political arguements (with my family even) than ever. I think I'm going to need more than one beer.
In less stressful news, I'm twelve kinds of excited that I get to spend this weekend with the White family (especially Kellie, duh) AND get to see the Trans-Siberian Orchestra. You will remember them from this commercial.
Mom and dad got to watch TSO last year and mom described them as "death metal looking, but nice music playing." haha.
Also, I will admit to you readers, I miss my dog. I did not think I would. I planned to enjoy this weeklong vacation from Calypso, however sitting around last night, getting to eat all my dinner myself and not having half of it stolen, well I just didn't approve. But I guess she's having a fun time back home, fighting with Thor. I'm still trying to figure out how i'm going to put up my christmas tree this year and her not eat it or make it her new bathroom. This could get interesting.
And if you're wondering, I'm still taking the daily photo, I just havent been putting them online. Perhaps that should have been my goal.
In less stressful news, I'm twelve kinds of excited that I get to spend this weekend with the White family (especially Kellie, duh) AND get to see the Trans-Siberian Orchestra. You will remember them from this commercial.
Mom and dad got to watch TSO last year and mom described them as "death metal looking, but nice music playing." haha.
Also, I will admit to you readers, I miss my dog. I did not think I would. I planned to enjoy this weeklong vacation from Calypso, however sitting around last night, getting to eat all my dinner myself and not having half of it stolen, well I just didn't approve. But I guess she's having a fun time back home, fighting with Thor. I'm still trying to figure out how i'm going to put up my christmas tree this year and her not eat it or make it her new bathroom. This could get interesting.
And if you're wondering, I'm still taking the daily photo, I just havent been putting them online. Perhaps that should have been my goal.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Columbus, how I love thee.
This image sums up the greater portion of my weekend in Ohio. It was so much fun, I'm ready to move there tomorrow. Thanks for a fun time, Shainna!Going out in Columbus is so much more efficient than in Morgantown. I think it is because you actually have real choices in where you go. The place where we were in the picture was the more interesting one we ended up in, complete with black and white movies playing on random screens all over the place and all the seating made of that green turf grass (look close at the photo, they are petting it. I am offended.) But it was such a fun halloween night. met some fun people. saw some great halloween costumes (olympic swimmers were big this year, although my favorite was Waldo (as in Where's Waldo).
Saturday we went to Cedar Point where I successfully reestablished my irrational fear of heights and clowns. I did ride several coasters, and am very proud of myself. The wooden ones that are older than my parents are officially more terrifying than anything I've ever experienced. And they still had the halloween stuff up, so we went through mazes and things with evil people jumping out at us. That is something I don't do so well with and actually socked one in the stomach at one point. I felt bad later, but he should NOT have been that close to me, haha.
But it was a great day. And thank goodness for this daylight savings time change giving me that extra hour to sleep in. My whole body is sore from being out and the rides jarring me around and sitting in the car for so long, but i think it was well worth it. I can't wait to go back to Columbus, and I think I'm going to try to do so more frequently. :)
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