Yes, I have lacked in the posting dept. I have been busy at work (my #1 place to post) and at home (the alternate).
Work has been crazy busy. Three people left the company (2 by choice, 1 not) in one week and we hired 3 the following week - so I've been rather preoccupied with that. Not to mention, my 2nd job as the facilities person has gotten a new project to deal with and well - yours truly is actually starting to lose her mind. In addition, the brand new soda machine I got for the office has broken down 3 times in 2 weeks. I swear, if one more person makes a wisecrack about it, I will tell them EXACTLY where they can put that soda.
Its my blog - I do get to rant - did you check the address? Ok, I'm done.
So that covers work - now on to home.
I'm still adjusting to the Jakeman being here. You would ask yourself "Why would she need to adjust? She should just be able to tell him what to do and be done with it" A-HA! You havent met my kid. One day I let him stay home from school because he made such a great argument about not going (including bullies, the lack of time he and I spend together, and the fact that I break his heart anytime I leave him there - no not kidding). I couldnt counter with anything - he had me. Figured he had earned one and let him play hooky that one day. Yeah, school has been a rather hard adjustment for the lad. I try to make it as enjoyable as possible but bottom line is that he doesnt want to be there, he wants to be at home with me...kicking my ass at UNO. But each day is easier - for me mind you - to drop and run.
The 1st day he stayed relatively fine - a little whimpering since he was caught off guard with the move but fine nonetheless.
The 2nd day - the teacher had to literally rip him out of my arms and unhook his legs that were wrapped around my waist. I cried for about 10 minutes in the car thinking that I was a horrible mother because I allowed him to feel like that. I called the school later on and they said he was having a good time (Im sure they say that to everyone)
The 3rd day - ditch day (just as much for him as it was for me)
The 4th day - He stayed talking to a little boy about the movie CARS - but he did this whimpering lip thing he does...DAMN HIM, here comes the guilt again. When I picked him up, he said it was "his best day ever!" Guilt Gone.
The 5th day - teacher had to hold him while he cried in her arms for me, walked out with a twinge of guilt. Picked him up "I'm so glad I gave school a chance! I love it here!"
The 6th day - wrapped around my legs crying - pushed him towards the teacher and skipped outside (ok, maybe not pushed, but I did skip a little to my car)
So everyday is about the same thing - crying in the morning and pretty happy in the afternoon. I just have to get used it and not fall for the tricks. But he's getting smarter about it, that I knew he's doing the guilt thing so I wont leave him at the school. So now, he's starting his crying and pleading in the car. When that didnt work, he does it at home and refuses to get dressed.
Man - this is going to be fun!
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Monday, June 12, 2006
Irony? I HOPE SO!
This is the best thing to show up to on a Monday morning.
We found this across the street from our office building this morning. I hope the person who chose to put it there, knew what we did for a living.
P/S If you dont know this about me, I work at a psychic company.
We found this across the street from our office building this morning. I hope the person who chose to put it there, knew what we did for a living.
P/S If you dont know this about me, I work at a psychic company.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Trying To Make A Good First Impression
Today was the Jakeman's first day in his new school. Wow time flies. I have been dealing with the big change for a while that it almost seemed as if it was never going to happen. But low and behold here we are.
I got up early and was all up for making lunch for Jake's first day. The ole traditional sack lunch. So there I was at 630am making my kid's lunch for school.
Ham and Cheese sandwich - CHECK
Bag of Chips - CHECK
A bag of apple slices - CHECK
Some cookies - CHECK
Some crackers - CHECK
A bottle of water - CHECK
A brown bag - ....
A brown bag - ...?
DAMN! I had no brown bag! My illusion was dying rather quickly. Then I remembered that my friend had brought some wine bottles for dinner last week and the wine was in a brown bag. So yeah! I found a brown bag! But it was quite evident that it was a liquor bag. Then I felt like the teacher would think that I was an alkie because I sent my kid's lunch in a freaking liquor bag and not a regular brown paper bag.
So I did what any paranoid parent would do.
I cut the bag.
Yup, I cut the bag down to a more respectable size.
I dropped him of and he really seemed to like the new school. As I walked out, he was introducing himself to some of the kids. I called the school later that morning to check up on him.
Me: Hi! This is Jacob's mom. Just wondering how Jacob is adjusting
Teacher: Oh, he's doing fine. Adjusting really well.
Me: Great! I was a bit concerned, because Jacob can be a bit of a smart ass.
Teacher: Yes, we've noticed.
HOLY CRAP! Two hours in?!?!?! Must be a new record. Maybe I shouldnt be the only one worried.
I got up early and was all up for making lunch for Jake's first day. The ole traditional sack lunch. So there I was at 630am making my kid's lunch for school.
Ham and Cheese sandwich - CHECK
Bag of Chips - CHECK
A bag of apple slices - CHECK
Some cookies - CHECK
Some crackers - CHECK
A bottle of water - CHECK
A brown bag - ....
A brown bag - ...?
DAMN! I had no brown bag! My illusion was dying rather quickly. Then I remembered that my friend had brought some wine bottles for dinner last week and the wine was in a brown bag. So yeah! I found a brown bag! But it was quite evident that it was a liquor bag. Then I felt like the teacher would think that I was an alkie because I sent my kid's lunch in a freaking liquor bag and not a regular brown paper bag.
So I did what any paranoid parent would do.
I cut the bag.
Yup, I cut the bag down to a more respectable size.
I dropped him of and he really seemed to like the new school. As I walked out, he was introducing himself to some of the kids. I called the school later that morning to check up on him.
Me: Hi! This is Jacob's mom. Just wondering how Jacob is adjusting
Teacher: Oh, he's doing fine. Adjusting really well.
Me: Great! I was a bit concerned, because Jacob can be a bit of a smart ass.
Teacher: Yes, we've noticed.
HOLY CRAP! Two hours in?!?!?! Must be a new record. Maybe I shouldnt be the only one worried.
Monday, June 05, 2006
East Coast Experience Day 2: Complete and Utter Redemption
During our day hike, my friend and I started talking about politics. Since we are opposites on a lot of issues (not to mention hobbies), its always fun to get into it with him.
Ladies and Gents: Senor TiVo a registered Republican and card carrying member of the NRA admitted to me that George Bush is a moron.
Still gloating.
Ladies and Gents: Senor TiVo a registered Republican and card carrying member of the NRA admitted to me that George Bush is a moron.
Still gloating.
East Coast Adventure Day 2 - My First Dead Head Experience
After arriving in New York and going on a small hike in the hills near the apartment of my friend, Senor Tivo. We took off for Pennsylvania and where we were going to hang out with his family for the weekend.
Senor TiVo's brother in law invites us to see Dark Star Orchestra, a Grateful Dead tribute band, at Penn's Peak. Let me state that until that night - the only things I knew about the Grateful Dead are:
1) Jerry Garcia is the lead singer
2) there is an ice cream named for Jerry Garcia from Ben and Jerry's
3) The Dead is Mr. G's favorite band.
Thats it.
Oh yeah, and the whole drug scene. So Senor TiVo is trying to convince me to go - I'm tired and since I dont know what to expect, I agree to go with a disclaimer that I am tired and may not be in the greatest mood. But I forge ahead since I'm trying to have an open mind and be out of my "bubble". So off to Penn's Peak we go. Penn's Peak is a venue in the Appalachian Mountains. On the way there, Senor TiVo is explaining what the show is about. If you dont know, this band, Dark Star Orchestra, basically picks a show. For example, September 27, 1976 at Berkeley. (*G, Dont correct me, I'm using an example) and they recreate it. They sing the same songs, they stand in the same places on stage - EVERYTHING.
So I now I sort of know what to expect. After a long drive we finally get to the top. If it wasnt so freaking dark, I'm sure the view would have been awesome. Anyways, we get there and the show had already been off and running for about an hour. We find Senor TiVo's brother in law and grab some drinks.
On with the show... First impression was "Shit, I'm the only completely sober one here!" Second impression, "Damn this band is pretty awesome!" Everyone kept saying how much they sounded like the Dead - yeah, I have no clue, I was just happy I wasnt passing out and asking for the keys to the truck to take a nap in.
Everyone starts letting loose and the best thing of the night were the people on shrooms (or whatever they were on) that got up and did "the hippie dance". My two favorite people were the 75 year old woman and the school teacher. If you have been lucky to hear my East Coast Adventure story in person - then you've seen my interpretation of the Hippie Dance. Good Times
Senor TiVo's brother in law invites us to see Dark Star Orchestra, a Grateful Dead tribute band, at Penn's Peak. Let me state that until that night - the only things I knew about the Grateful Dead are:
1) Jerry Garcia is the lead singer
2) there is an ice cream named for Jerry Garcia from Ben and Jerry's
3) The Dead is Mr. G's favorite band.
Thats it.
Oh yeah, and the whole drug scene. So Senor TiVo is trying to convince me to go - I'm tired and since I dont know what to expect, I agree to go with a disclaimer that I am tired and may not be in the greatest mood. But I forge ahead since I'm trying to have an open mind and be out of my "bubble". So off to Penn's Peak we go. Penn's Peak is a venue in the Appalachian Mountains. On the way there, Senor TiVo is explaining what the show is about. If you dont know, this band, Dark Star Orchestra, basically picks a show. For example, September 27, 1976 at Berkeley. (*G, Dont correct me, I'm using an example) and they recreate it. They sing the same songs, they stand in the same places on stage - EVERYTHING.
So I now I sort of know what to expect. After a long drive we finally get to the top. If it wasnt so freaking dark, I'm sure the view would have been awesome. Anyways, we get there and the show had already been off and running for about an hour. We find Senor TiVo's brother in law and grab some drinks.
On with the show... First impression was "Shit, I'm the only completely sober one here!" Second impression, "Damn this band is pretty awesome!" Everyone kept saying how much they sounded like the Dead - yeah, I have no clue, I was just happy I wasnt passing out and asking for the keys to the truck to take a nap in.
Everyone starts letting loose and the best thing of the night were the people on shrooms (or whatever they were on) that got up and did "the hippie dance". My two favorite people were the 75 year old woman and the school teacher. If you have been lucky to hear my East Coast Adventure story in person - then you've seen my interpretation of the Hippie Dance. Good Times
Friday, June 02, 2006
Another Metro Adventure
Question: What do you do when someone has a seizure on your metro train?
Answer: Dont ask the driver for help - they dont seem to care.
Yes folks, that was my morning.
Through some very interesting turn of events, I found myself on the Gold Line train were right before the Highland station one of patrons (who was sitting behind me no less) had a seizure. The train was pretty packed when we hear a *THUMP*. Turn around and find this lady just (laid? layed? lain? laying?) face first on the floor - almost spread eagle. Lets take a moment for a quick description - about 5'7", 180 pounds, dress, knee brace. See, now the spread eagle thing isnt all that interesting, huh.
Anyhoo - so this is when the cool headed people and the panickers came into play. Two people rush the emergency call button on the train (we were sitting in the train where the driver was in). One lady just started banging on the door asking the driver to stop the train. Another lady (sitting in front of me) was screaming (no lie, SCREAMING) "STOP THE TRAIN!! SHE'S OUT! STOP THE TRAIN!!!" Someone standing right next to her, checked if she was breathing (she was) and then went through her purse to see if she had some medical ID card/bracelet to see if she was epileptic. Because now, not only was she face down, she was also twitching. So first aid kicked in, and we left her alone to have her seizure. Screaming lady was still screaming - but she switched to "STOP THE TRAIN! SHE'S HAVING A SEIZURE! STOP THE TRAIN!" I got fed up with her and told her that he probably needed to get to a station so the ambulance would be able to access the train. That shut her up.
So the lady wakes up, totally disoriented, and we are asking her if she's ok, if she's diabetic, history of seizures, things like that. By this time, the train is pulling into the station and the driver comes out. She's standing up and looking at him as if she has seen Jesus himself (and no, he didnt look like Jesus). So he goes into it...
Driver: Are you ok ma'am?
Seizure Lady: Uh huh
Driver: Are you sure?
Seizure Lady: (blank stare)
Driver: Do you speak Spanish?
Seizure Lady: (Shakes head with blank stare)
Driver: Do you speak English?
Seizure Lady: (Nods head with blank stare)
Driver: Why dont you have a seat?
Seizure Lady sits
Driver: Are you ok?
Seizure Lady: (nodding with blank stare) uh huh
Driver: She seems ok...
About 15 people on the train (including me): She's not ok! Call an ambulance!!!
Driver pondering it (I swear)
Coolheaded guy that went through her purse (whom I found out later worked in City Hall): You know, it would probably be in MTA's best interest to call - you know, liability wise.
Driver: I'll call for help.
About this time, everyone grabs their cell phones and start calling work, friends, spouses, whatever to tell them that "Some lady had a seizure on the metro train". Poor lady was still totally disoriented - like she was wobbling in her seat disoriented.
About 5 minutes later, the Sheriff's show up and we are asked to get off the train and catch the next one.
And yes - I called work, and texted like 3 or 4 people.
Answer: Dont ask the driver for help - they dont seem to care.
Yes folks, that was my morning.
Through some very interesting turn of events, I found myself on the Gold Line train were right before the Highland station one of patrons (who was sitting behind me no less) had a seizure. The train was pretty packed when we hear a *THUMP*. Turn around and find this lady just (laid? layed? lain? laying?) face first on the floor - almost spread eagle. Lets take a moment for a quick description - about 5'7", 180 pounds, dress, knee brace. See, now the spread eagle thing isnt all that interesting, huh.
Anyhoo - so this is when the cool headed people and the panickers came into play. Two people rush the emergency call button on the train (we were sitting in the train where the driver was in). One lady just started banging on the door asking the driver to stop the train. Another lady (sitting in front of me) was screaming (no lie, SCREAMING) "STOP THE TRAIN!! SHE'S OUT! STOP THE TRAIN!!!" Someone standing right next to her, checked if she was breathing (she was) and then went through her purse to see if she had some medical ID card/bracelet to see if she was epileptic. Because now, not only was she face down, she was also twitching. So first aid kicked in, and we left her alone to have her seizure. Screaming lady was still screaming - but she switched to "STOP THE TRAIN! SHE'S HAVING A SEIZURE! STOP THE TRAIN!" I got fed up with her and told her that he probably needed to get to a station so the ambulance would be able to access the train. That shut her up.
So the lady wakes up, totally disoriented, and we are asking her if she's ok, if she's diabetic, history of seizures, things like that. By this time, the train is pulling into the station and the driver comes out. She's standing up and looking at him as if she has seen Jesus himself (and no, he didnt look like Jesus). So he goes into it...
Driver: Are you ok ma'am?
Seizure Lady: Uh huh
Driver: Are you sure?
Seizure Lady: (blank stare)
Driver: Do you speak Spanish?
Seizure Lady: (Shakes head with blank stare)
Driver: Do you speak English?
Seizure Lady: (Nods head with blank stare)
Driver: Why dont you have a seat?
Seizure Lady sits
Driver: Are you ok?
Seizure Lady: (nodding with blank stare) uh huh
Driver: She seems ok...
About 15 people on the train (including me): She's not ok! Call an ambulance!!!
Driver pondering it (I swear)
Coolheaded guy that went through her purse (whom I found out later worked in City Hall): You know, it would probably be in MTA's best interest to call - you know, liability wise.
Driver: I'll call for help.
About this time, everyone grabs their cell phones and start calling work, friends, spouses, whatever to tell them that "Some lady had a seizure on the metro train". Poor lady was still totally disoriented - like she was wobbling in her seat disoriented.
About 5 minutes later, the Sheriff's show up and we are asked to get off the train and catch the next one.
And yes - I called work, and texted like 3 or 4 people.
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
East Coast Adventure: Day 1 - The Plane Ride
Holy Hell - this is a post in itself. I got to the airport relatively early and painlessly thanks to my wonderful buddy Rozanne taking me from work (after our manicures/pedicures and In and Out fix).
After I checked my bag - I realized that I didnt put a luggage tag on it, in case it gets lost. Since I have never EVER lost a bag, I hope that my streaked continued (it did). As I'm sitting in the sports bar, looking to see if the Oilers had beat the Ducks that night (they didnt but eventually did win the series), I see that a bunch of kids are passing along heading towards the gate where I'm supposed to be in.
I pray that they are not on my plane. That prayer is futile because about 30 teenagers are on my flight. DAMN!! Since I was leaving at 1030pm, I was hoping to get a little shut eye on the flight. Figured maybe the kids would pass out from the sheer excitement of flying to DC (that was my connection). I held on hope.
I'm killing some time by chatting it up with a friend on my cell and finally we start to board. As I approach my seat (I had the window seat), I see a really big fat woman sitting in the middle seat of an aisle. Again, I wondered if she was in my row....and she was. I tell her that I'm sitting in the window and she gives me this look like I'm an inconvinience to her. Dude, sorry! Then she uses her cane (not kidding) to get up and she's about 5'11" and about 280-300. I sat in my seat and then she sits down. NO JOKE - I couldnt even put my arm on the armrest because her fat was pouring over it. Sweet Jebus! I felt like I looked like a little kid next to her. So I'm trying to see if I can get comfortable laying next to the window and such - I even broke my pillow out (yes I took my pillow dammit). Then I hear her say:
Big Fat Lady: HEY RONNY! You ok up there?
Ronny (from the row in front of her): I'm fine...
This is my out! Here goes the conversation:
Me: Is that your son?
BFL: No (huffs, no lie), he's my nephew.
Me: Oh, well would you like me to switch seats with him so you can sit together?
BFL: You wouldnt mind giving up your window seat?
Me: Absolutely not - I'm sure you would like to have him closer to you.
BFL: Why thank you, thats very kind of you.
Me: No really, its my pleasure.
BFL: RONNY! Get your stuff together and move back here!
Ronny: Why?
BFL: BECAUSE I TOLD YOU! NOW MOVE!
So I get up and switch seats with Ronny (who is about 12). As I'm getting up, the guy sitting in the aisle seat gives me this look like I just stole his alibi! It was classic.
So in the middle of the night, I get up to use the facilities and when I get back - I turn around and see BFL had fallen asleep...and fallen on top of the guy in the aisle seat. He was scrunched down in his seat so low, I felt sorry for him. Not sorry enough for me to give up my seat though! I looked at the guy in my row and said "Looks like I lucked out, ?" And he laughed.
P/S What I also failed to elaborate on was the smell this woman had...I'll just leave it at that.
After I checked my bag - I realized that I didnt put a luggage tag on it, in case it gets lost. Since I have never EVER lost a bag, I hope that my streaked continued (it did). As I'm sitting in the sports bar, looking to see if the Oilers had beat the Ducks that night (they didnt but eventually did win the series), I see that a bunch of kids are passing along heading towards the gate where I'm supposed to be in.
I pray that they are not on my plane. That prayer is futile because about 30 teenagers are on my flight. DAMN!! Since I was leaving at 1030pm, I was hoping to get a little shut eye on the flight. Figured maybe the kids would pass out from the sheer excitement of flying to DC (that was my connection). I held on hope.
I'm killing some time by chatting it up with a friend on my cell and finally we start to board. As I approach my seat (I had the window seat), I see a really big fat woman sitting in the middle seat of an aisle. Again, I wondered if she was in my row....and she was. I tell her that I'm sitting in the window and she gives me this look like I'm an inconvinience to her. Dude, sorry! Then she uses her cane (not kidding) to get up and she's about 5'11" and about 280-300. I sat in my seat and then she sits down. NO JOKE - I couldnt even put my arm on the armrest because her fat was pouring over it. Sweet Jebus! I felt like I looked like a little kid next to her. So I'm trying to see if I can get comfortable laying next to the window and such - I even broke my pillow out (yes I took my pillow dammit). Then I hear her say:
Big Fat Lady: HEY RONNY! You ok up there?
Ronny (from the row in front of her): I'm fine...
This is my out! Here goes the conversation:
Me: Is that your son?
BFL: No (huffs, no lie), he's my nephew.
Me: Oh, well would you like me to switch seats with him so you can sit together?
BFL: You wouldnt mind giving up your window seat?
Me: Absolutely not - I'm sure you would like to have him closer to you.
BFL: Why thank you, thats very kind of you.
Me: No really, its my pleasure.
BFL: RONNY! Get your stuff together and move back here!
Ronny: Why?
BFL: BECAUSE I TOLD YOU! NOW MOVE!
So I get up and switch seats with Ronny (who is about 12). As I'm getting up, the guy sitting in the aisle seat gives me this look like I just stole his alibi! It was classic.
So in the middle of the night, I get up to use the facilities and when I get back - I turn around and see BFL had fallen asleep...and fallen on top of the guy in the aisle seat. He was scrunched down in his seat so low, I felt sorry for him. Not sorry enough for me to give up my seat though! I looked at the guy in my row and said "Looks like I lucked out, ?" And he laughed.
P/S What I also failed to elaborate on was the smell this woman had...I'll just leave it at that.
I'm back!
Damn that was a good trip. Who knew that going to the mountains would result in such a good time. Let me state that I had the best fother-muckin' pizza in the world! I'll post daily recaps of my trip as time at work and home permits.
Thursday, May 25, 2006
Leaving on a jet plane...
Well tonight I embark on my infamous trip back east. I'm sure to have fun since I found out I'm going to the Poconos one day. This might not be all that interesting to anyone else but I've only known as the Poconos as something you hear about in movies and tv shows.
I'm rather excited! Ooohhh, I hope to see the hotel from Dirty Dancing. Maybe we can find a log to dance on!
No blogging until I get back.
Seacrest out!
I'm rather excited! Ooohhh, I hope to see the hotel from Dirty Dancing. Maybe we can find a log to dance on!
No blogging until I get back.
Seacrest out!
Oh Sweet Jebus!
Since Nocturnal Rockstar is bitching about LOST posts - here it is.
Damn that finale was pretty damn good. I dont have any time at all to post what I would like to but I will post what Kristen from EOnline posted on the message board about it. Damn them some good speculations - I got a few of them, but not all. To Scotty-Poo, thats not Jack's twin.
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Of course, we ALWAYS want more info but there were some pretty fantastic reveals last night - what brought down the plane, why Desmond was there, etc. -- and most importantly, Josh and Naveen shirtless in the first two minutes!? Hello! You can't beat that with a Jesus stick!! (Though I did find it funny that Matthew kept his shirt on -- strange behavior for a nudist.)
Anyhoodles, here's what I'm thinking after last night's episode. And mind you, some of this is just speculation so take it with a heap of salt:
*Michael is gone for good. Eko and Locke will survive. Seems pretty obvious, right? They would NEVER kill off Locke or Ecko (I've already sent my threatening emails to Damon Lindelof on the matter). As I've been saying, Harold Perrineau is no longer a series regular next season (that is fact). So, it seems that Walt and Michael really will sail away. However, my hunch is that we'll see Walt again since he can "appear in places he wasn't supposed to be." Michael *could return if Harold returns as a guest star, but I know of no current plans to do so.
*Michael Emmerson (Henry Gale) should win an Emmy. No, he should win ALL the Emmys. And it seems clear now that FH (Faux Henry, not to be confused with a Future Husband) is the head of the Others on the island. However, I'm convinced that it's Daddy Widmore who is the big "Him" pulling all the strings ... from the mainland.
*That said, my *guess is that Widmore Industries (seen before in a sign on a factory in London and Sun's pregnancy test) is running the big experiment on the island, and Daddy W's (Widmore, not Warbucks) Race Around the World intentionally sent Desmond to that island to get him away from his daughter.
*Expanding on that, my theory is that Libby was in on it all along (I've smelled Eau du Other on her since day one!). Perhaps that crappy-ass, fake page-boy wig she had in the flashback was intentionally crappy-ass because she was indeed an Other (they do like that fake hair and seriously, ABC *should have the budget for a more realistic wig). 'Elizabeth' could have been a clinical psychologist working on the Dharma Initiative who was sent out in the real world (the coffee shop, the insane asylum) to get Desmond and Hurley to the island (which would explain the ridiculous coinkidink of her having a boat, and perhaps they needed to get Hurley away because he knew about the numbers from someone who had been on the island before and went berzerk). This would explain the whole thing with the backpack in 'The Other 48 Days' episode, when Cindy (flight attendant) was carrying a red backpack in one scene, then in the next, Libby was carrying it and Cindy was gone. Also, it's possible Libby wasn't even on the plane. Did we ever see her? Am I forgetting that? I'm pretty sure she just appeared in the water after the crash and later told a lame lie to Hurley that he stepped on her foot on the plane -- when she was in the tail section and he was in the fuselage, and I'm not geometry whiz but that doesn't add up.
*The Magnets: Every time the button isn't pushed it launches a deadly magnetic field which brought down the plane. And it makes the island detectable. Clearly, Penny knows of this and is using it to track down Desmond. The Brazilians (inspired by my Brazilian boyfriend, I'd like to think, since we had dinner with Damon a few months back and my B.F. told him they need Brazilians on the show - true story!) said something like “we can't miss it again,” perhaps referring to Sept 22 when the plane came down. One could guess that they are at the North or South pole where you would pick up electromagnetic frequencies more strongly. Perhaps if the island's magnetic balance isn't kept in check, the Earth's poles would go off their axis … ? Am I losing my mind?
*The bird called Hurley's name to remind us that there are mystical elements on this island that cannot be explained. And I keep thinking there's got to be something in the food - and that Hurley not eating it (it seems like he still isn't, right?) will make him hear and see things differently than everyone else. The food could be drugged. Just a thought.
*The Others might really be “Good.” Perhaps The Others are not willing participants … Just a thought. So far they have been stealing children and the “good” ones and taking them out of the game/experiment, to protect them or send them home. My sense is that the reason they're taking Jack, Kate and Sawyer is to take out the strongest players and to leave the Losties leaderless. Enter Mr. Eko vs. Locke vying for power next season …
*Charlie is evil now? Seems like it, doesn't it? If he is, I feel like it might be one of those twists that wasn't planned all along … but rather the producers finding a reason to keep Dom involved in the show because a) they love him b) he's had a crap-ass season and c) it doesn't hurt to keep your leading lady's man in happy and in Hawaii. I'm just sayin'.
*I keep waiting for the initial pitch of the show, that "Claire's baby is tied to the history of the island," to come into play. Is this why Charlie is so close to her? To keep an eye on Aaron?
*And finally, thanks to our friend Lala2460 for posting this recap of Dickens' “Our Mutual Friend” in a thread below. This is the book Desmond was carrying around and it has a pretty FITTING title, does it not? Well, turns out the storyline also ties into that Bad Twin manuscript Hurley found on the beach (which they're selling as a real book). Lala wrote: "'Our Mutual Friend' is about a rich young man named John Harmon, who while on a sea voyage to meet his future wife that his dad chose for him, meets another man who looks exactly like him (a twin!). They decide to swap identities, so that John Harmon can spy on his future wife to find out if she is worthy/see if he wants to marry her. However, after they switch clothes/identities, the lookalike guy betrays John Harmon (a BAD TWIN!!!), and tries to kill him. Unfortunately, the lookalike guy is himself betrayed by another man, who kills this bad twin in front of the real John, and then dumps the two of them in the sea. The real John survives, but the bad twin guy's body also washes ashore, and since the bad twin has John's I.D. papers on his person, the police and lawyers assume he is John Harmon, and thus declare that John Harmon is dead. Tramautized and "Lost", the real John decides he has nothing else to lose but to take on another false name, and go spy on the girl who would have been his future bride - testing her character, etc. The bulk of the novel is that.” Thanks, Lala!
See - pretty damn good, que no? I loved the episode and cant wait for next season! Damn, I should really get a book over the summer to read - BAD TWIN!?!? I'm trying to stay very far away from The Lost Online Experience Game.
Damn that finale was pretty damn good. I dont have any time at all to post what I would like to but I will post what Kristen from EOnline posted on the message board about it. Damn them some good speculations - I got a few of them, but not all. To Scotty-Poo, thats not Jack's twin.
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Of course, we ALWAYS want more info but there were some pretty fantastic reveals last night - what brought down the plane, why Desmond was there, etc. -- and most importantly, Josh and Naveen shirtless in the first two minutes!? Hello! You can't beat that with a Jesus stick!! (Though I did find it funny that Matthew kept his shirt on -- strange behavior for a nudist.)
Anyhoodles, here's what I'm thinking after last night's episode. And mind you, some of this is just speculation so take it with a heap of salt:
*Michael is gone for good. Eko and Locke will survive. Seems pretty obvious, right? They would NEVER kill off Locke or Ecko (I've already sent my threatening emails to Damon Lindelof on the matter). As I've been saying, Harold Perrineau is no longer a series regular next season (that is fact). So, it seems that Walt and Michael really will sail away. However, my hunch is that we'll see Walt again since he can "appear in places he wasn't supposed to be." Michael *could return if Harold returns as a guest star, but I know of no current plans to do so.
*Michael Emmerson (Henry Gale) should win an Emmy. No, he should win ALL the Emmys. And it seems clear now that FH (Faux Henry, not to be confused with a Future Husband) is the head of the Others on the island. However, I'm convinced that it's Daddy Widmore who is the big "Him" pulling all the strings ... from the mainland.
*That said, my *guess is that Widmore Industries (seen before in a sign on a factory in London and Sun's pregnancy test) is running the big experiment on the island, and Daddy W's (Widmore, not Warbucks) Race Around the World intentionally sent Desmond to that island to get him away from his daughter.
*Expanding on that, my theory is that Libby was in on it all along (I've smelled Eau du Other on her since day one!). Perhaps that crappy-ass, fake page-boy wig she had in the flashback was intentionally crappy-ass because she was indeed an Other (they do like that fake hair and seriously, ABC *should have the budget for a more realistic wig). 'Elizabeth' could have been a clinical psychologist working on the Dharma Initiative who was sent out in the real world (the coffee shop, the insane asylum) to get Desmond and Hurley to the island (which would explain the ridiculous coinkidink of her having a boat, and perhaps they needed to get Hurley away because he knew about the numbers from someone who had been on the island before and went berzerk). This would explain the whole thing with the backpack in 'The Other 48 Days' episode, when Cindy (flight attendant) was carrying a red backpack in one scene, then in the next, Libby was carrying it and Cindy was gone. Also, it's possible Libby wasn't even on the plane. Did we ever see her? Am I forgetting that? I'm pretty sure she just appeared in the water after the crash and later told a lame lie to Hurley that he stepped on her foot on the plane -- when she was in the tail section and he was in the fuselage, and I'm not geometry whiz but that doesn't add up.
*The Magnets: Every time the button isn't pushed it launches a deadly magnetic field which brought down the plane. And it makes the island detectable. Clearly, Penny knows of this and is using it to track down Desmond. The Brazilians (inspired by my Brazilian boyfriend, I'd like to think, since we had dinner with Damon a few months back and my B.F. told him they need Brazilians on the show - true story!) said something like “we can't miss it again,” perhaps referring to Sept 22 when the plane came down. One could guess that they are at the North or South pole where you would pick up electromagnetic frequencies more strongly. Perhaps if the island's magnetic balance isn't kept in check, the Earth's poles would go off their axis … ? Am I losing my mind?
*The bird called Hurley's name to remind us that there are mystical elements on this island that cannot be explained. And I keep thinking there's got to be something in the food - and that Hurley not eating it (it seems like he still isn't, right?) will make him hear and see things differently than everyone else. The food could be drugged. Just a thought.
*The Others might really be “Good.” Perhaps The Others are not willing participants … Just a thought. So far they have been stealing children and the “good” ones and taking them out of the game/experiment, to protect them or send them home. My sense is that the reason they're taking Jack, Kate and Sawyer is to take out the strongest players and to leave the Losties leaderless. Enter Mr. Eko vs. Locke vying for power next season …
*Charlie is evil now? Seems like it, doesn't it? If he is, I feel like it might be one of those twists that wasn't planned all along … but rather the producers finding a reason to keep Dom involved in the show because a) they love him b) he's had a crap-ass season and c) it doesn't hurt to keep your leading lady's man in happy and in Hawaii. I'm just sayin'.
*I keep waiting for the initial pitch of the show, that "Claire's baby is tied to the history of the island," to come into play. Is this why Charlie is so close to her? To keep an eye on Aaron?
*And finally, thanks to our friend Lala2460 for posting this recap of Dickens' “Our Mutual Friend” in a thread below. This is the book Desmond was carrying around and it has a pretty FITTING title, does it not? Well, turns out the storyline also ties into that Bad Twin manuscript Hurley found on the beach (which they're selling as a real book). Lala wrote: "'Our Mutual Friend' is about a rich young man named John Harmon, who while on a sea voyage to meet his future wife that his dad chose for him, meets another man who looks exactly like him (a twin!). They decide to swap identities, so that John Harmon can spy on his future wife to find out if she is worthy/see if he wants to marry her. However, after they switch clothes/identities, the lookalike guy betrays John Harmon (a BAD TWIN!!!), and tries to kill him. Unfortunately, the lookalike guy is himself betrayed by another man, who kills this bad twin in front of the real John, and then dumps the two of them in the sea. The real John survives, but the bad twin guy's body also washes ashore, and since the bad twin has John's I.D. papers on his person, the police and lawyers assume he is John Harmon, and thus declare that John Harmon is dead. Tramautized and "Lost", the real John decides he has nothing else to lose but to take on another false name, and go spy on the girl who would have been his future bride - testing her character, etc. The bulk of the novel is that.” Thanks, Lala!
See - pretty damn good, que no? I loved the episode and cant wait for next season! Damn, I should really get a book over the summer to read - BAD TWIN!?!? I'm trying to stay very far away from The Lost Online Experience Game.
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
RIP BOO BOO
Its too good - I'm just going to cut and paste the article.
ARKADELPHIA, Ark. - The exotic chicken that was saved from drowning by mouth-to-beak resuscitation more than three months ago has died, her owner said.
Boo Boo, the chicken who was revived after she was found floating face down in the family pond in February, died recently, said owner Jackie Calhoun. The fowl's story was featured on The Tonight Show with Jay Leno and the Animal Planet network.
"She had seizures," Calhoun said. "I've come to the conclusion that's what put her in the pond in the first place."
In February, Calhoun said he removed the chicken from the water and his sister Marian Morris blew into its beak, causing its eyes to pop open. Morris, a retired nurse, said she hadn't used cardiopulmonary resuscitation in years. She said she was glad that the chicken she saved was exotic and not just an ordinary chicken.
The chicken, who was named Boo Boo because she was easily frightened, lived to lay three eggs before dying, Calhoun said. Until then, Calhoun said he didn't know if the bird was male or female.
"We incubated one of her eggs, and it hatched," Calhoun said. "The chick has black and white markings like Boo Boo's."
Ok - so the chicken drowns, becomes Chicken a la Frankenstein, reproduces (which I find morbid by the way - the mother dies and the child lives), then it dies again...then they figure she had seizures? There has to be a movie in here somewhere....
ARKADELPHIA, Ark. - The exotic chicken that was saved from drowning by mouth-to-beak resuscitation more than three months ago has died, her owner said.
Boo Boo, the chicken who was revived after she was found floating face down in the family pond in February, died recently, said owner Jackie Calhoun. The fowl's story was featured on The Tonight Show with Jay Leno and the Animal Planet network.
"She had seizures," Calhoun said. "I've come to the conclusion that's what put her in the pond in the first place."
In February, Calhoun said he removed the chicken from the water and his sister Marian Morris blew into its beak, causing its eyes to pop open. Morris, a retired nurse, said she hadn't used cardiopulmonary resuscitation in years. She said she was glad that the chicken she saved was exotic and not just an ordinary chicken.
The chicken, who was named Boo Boo because she was easily frightened, lived to lay three eggs before dying, Calhoun said. Until then, Calhoun said he didn't know if the bird was male or female.
"We incubated one of her eggs, and it hatched," Calhoun said. "The chick has black and white markings like Boo Boo's."
Ok - so the chicken drowns, becomes Chicken a la Frankenstein, reproduces (which I find morbid by the way - the mother dies and the child lives), then it dies again...then they figure she had seizures? There has to be a movie in here somewhere....
Sunday, May 21, 2006
Take Me Out To The Ballgame
What is it about sports that just brings out the somewhat bad in in me? I'm a nice person - really I am but on Friday night at the Dodger game, I was one of the most obnoxious people ever! True the Dodgers did kick some serious ass by beating the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim 16-3. And Anna and I take full responsibility for this. Why do you ask? Because we were sitting right next to the Angels bullpen and when they called on the relief pitchers, they blew the game.
On yeah, we got to them.
But it wasnt just Anna and I - I dont mind being obnoxious in front of her - but I went with some co-workers...egad! See - they dont see this side of me unless I convince them that going to a hockey game is actually fun. Ok - back to the heckling. So as the relief pitcher Yan was warming up, I came up with a great line - "Its no wonder you arent a starter!". Dude, I loved that line. And screaming it really helped my cause. What also helped were all the beers I had drank throughout the afternoon/evening. After he went in to the game, he promptly gave up 5 runs. While he's pitching his little ass off, Romero starts warming up. I forget what Anna yelled at him, but even the pitching coach gave her the peace sign. Then Romero goes in and gives up 4 runs. I think it would have been the ultimate insult if we would have started comparing the Angels to the Ducks - ooohh, that would have been awesome! "The Ducks have a better record than you!" Anna has to post some of her lines - I cant recall. I seem to recall a "This aint little league - there isnt a mercy rule" too.
On yeah, we got to them.
But it wasnt just Anna and I - I dont mind being obnoxious in front of her - but I went with some co-workers...egad! See - they dont see this side of me unless I convince them that going to a hockey game is actually fun. Ok - back to the heckling. So as the relief pitcher Yan was warming up, I came up with a great line - "Its no wonder you arent a starter!". Dude, I loved that line. And screaming it really helped my cause. What also helped were all the beers I had drank throughout the afternoon/evening. After he went in to the game, he promptly gave up 5 runs. While he's pitching his little ass off, Romero starts warming up. I forget what Anna yelled at him, but even the pitching coach gave her the peace sign. Then Romero goes in and gives up 4 runs. I think it would have been the ultimate insult if we would have started comparing the Angels to the Ducks - ooohh, that would have been awesome! "The Ducks have a better record than you!" Anna has to post some of her lines - I cant recall. I seem to recall a "This aint little league - there isnt a mercy rule" too.
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Per Shannon's Request
Here is a video from You Tube where Joan Rivers appears on an Australian TV awards show and doesnt know why she's there or who anyone is...by the way, did I mention she's drunk?
Sweet Mother of God!
Ok, so I dont know why I found this so freaking facinating to post - but I did.
This is from a story on Yahoo about a bear that killed a monkey in a zoo.
AMSTERDAM, Netherlands - Bears killed and ate a monkey in a Dutch zoo in front of horrified visitors, witnesses and the zoo said Monday. In the incident Sunday at the Beekse Bergen Safari Park, several Sloth bears chased the Barbary macaque into an electric fence, where it was stunned.
It recovered and fled onto a wooden structure, where one bear pursued and mauled it to death.
The park confirmed the killing in a statement, saying: "In an area where Sloth bears, great apes and Barbary macaques have coexisted peacefully for a long time, the harmony was temporarily disturbed during opening hours on Sunday."
"Of course the habitats here in the safari park are arranged in such a way that one animal almost never kills another, but they are and remain wild animals," it said.
If that is not good enough (you know what I mean) - here is the link to an EYEWITNESS account with pictures. Man, if I only read Dutch.
UPDATED: My cool ass brother sent me this link for translation. Ok, its more because I'm LAZY I didnt translate, ok?
UPDATED AGAIN!
I decided to put the picture up. Sorry to the faint of heart.
This is from a story on Yahoo about a bear that killed a monkey in a zoo.
AMSTERDAM, Netherlands - Bears killed and ate a monkey in a Dutch zoo in front of horrified visitors, witnesses and the zoo said Monday. In the incident Sunday at the Beekse Bergen Safari Park, several Sloth bears chased the Barbary macaque into an electric fence, where it was stunned.
It recovered and fled onto a wooden structure, where one bear pursued and mauled it to death.
The park confirmed the killing in a statement, saying: "In an area where Sloth bears, great apes and Barbary macaques have coexisted peacefully for a long time, the harmony was temporarily disturbed during opening hours on Sunday."
"Of course the habitats here in the safari park are arranged in such a way that one animal almost never kills another, but they are and remain wild animals," it said.
If that is not good enough (you know what I mean) - here is the link to an EYEWITNESS account with pictures. Man, if I only read Dutch.
UPDATED: My cool ass brother sent me this link for translation. Ok, its more because I'm LAZY I didnt translate, ok?
UPDATED AGAIN!
I decided to put the picture up. Sorry to the faint of heart.
Aaron! DENNY!
(24 and Grey's Anatomy spoilers)
Duuuuuuude!
24
Doesnt surprise me that the President knew where Super Agent Aaron Pierce was. My favorite part of the evening was when the First Lady shot the secret service agent that was going to kill Aaron and I called Scott and all we did was scream into the phone. So what the hell are the Russians going to do with the missiles? Ponder...Ponder...Ponder. As long as Agent Pierce is good to go - I'm fine.
Grey's Anatomy
SERIOUSLY! This is absolutely the best TV show out there. Yes, I like it more than LOST. I ran the gamut of emotion as I watched the finale. In the end - I was crying, ok, weeping, I was weeping. First over a dog, then over one of my favorite characters. I couldnt believe that Denny died! Izzy was going to be happy!!! But nooo - you had to go off and give him a stroke after his heart transplant. Although I am happy that Izzy quit the program, after what she did - she doesnt deserve to be a surgeon. She allowed her feelings for Denny to cloud her medical judgement and she, basically, sent him into heart failure for him to move up on the organ donor list. And Meredith?!?! I'm not liking McDreamy at all anymore. He's a jackass that wants his cake and eat it too. He cant keep doing what he's doing to her. He may love Meredith, but he chose to be with his wife and work things out. I feel bad for Addison, she actually deserves so much better. Maybe she should hook up with McVet.
Duuuuuuude!
24
Doesnt surprise me that the President knew where Super Agent Aaron Pierce was. My favorite part of the evening was when the First Lady shot the secret service agent that was going to kill Aaron and I called Scott and all we did was scream into the phone. So what the hell are the Russians going to do with the missiles? Ponder...Ponder...Ponder. As long as Agent Pierce is good to go - I'm fine.
Grey's Anatomy
SERIOUSLY! This is absolutely the best TV show out there. Yes, I like it more than LOST. I ran the gamut of emotion as I watched the finale. In the end - I was crying, ok, weeping, I was weeping. First over a dog, then over one of my favorite characters. I couldnt believe that Denny died! Izzy was going to be happy!!! But nooo - you had to go off and give him a stroke after his heart transplant. Although I am happy that Izzy quit the program, after what she did - she doesnt deserve to be a surgeon. She allowed her feelings for Denny to cloud her medical judgement and she, basically, sent him into heart failure for him to move up on the organ donor list. And Meredith?!?! I'm not liking McDreamy at all anymore. He's a jackass that wants his cake and eat it too. He cant keep doing what he's doing to her. He may love Meredith, but he chose to be with his wife and work things out. I feel bad for Addison, she actually deserves so much better. Maybe she should hook up with McVet.
Friday, May 12, 2006
Ugh - Even Ticketmaster Is Rubbing It In
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Shockers Of The Week - for me...
AMERICAN IDOL
Chris getting voted off of American Idol? As much as I have the McFever - she needed to go. My support is going towards Elliot now.
Chris getting voted off of American Idol? As much as I have the McFever - she needed to go. My support is going towards Elliot now.
THOSE DAMN DUCKS!
I dont know how I feel that the Ducks eliminated the Avs last night. I'm glad Rob Blake wont get his hands on another cup but damn those Ducks! I have to say that they are playing really well and the their rookie goalie, Bryzgalov is pretty damn good.
WALK HIM!
There are a few athletes out there that I hate. Yes, I used the word HATE. Kobe Bryant, Mike Piazza, Mike Tyson (actually, he's one that I love to hate), and Barry Bonds. Barry Bonds tied Babe Ruth's homerun count earlier this week and now pretty much anytime he goes up to bat, he might go down in history. There is a website that encourages fans to email different ball clubs to walk Barry Bonds - I totally love it.
LOST
I cant even talk about this week's LOST. I'm still bummed about Libby dying (for Hurley's sake). I'm afraid that he's going to feel guilty and go into a similar catatonic state that sent him into the mental institution in the first place. WTF is up with Michael, that man makes me want to scream. But hell, if I had to make a deal with the devil to get the safe return of Jacob after being kidnapped by some weird people on a boat after surviving a plane crash - I would. And let me also add - me loves Eko. Just click here and watch the episode on abc.com. Come back with questions.
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
I'm in love...
Other than loving my new TiVo - I've also fallen for this song. Actually I've loved it for a long time and finally getting around to posting it on here. I promise to be more entertaining later in the week - been gearing up for a hellish month not to mention that I fear my cute little car has driven me her last miles. So one more thing to deal with - yeah me! I digress.
Blogworld - I give you Gnarls Barkley with "Crazy". LOVE IT!
Blogworld - I give you Gnarls Barkley with "Crazy". LOVE IT!
Friday, May 05, 2006
Metro Rider Of The Week
Winner:
Mexican dude trying to flirt with the 6'4" black transvestite.
Honorable Mention:
The fugly couple making out in public - groping and all. (*shudder*)
Mexican dude trying to flirt with the 6'4" black transvestite.
Honorable Mention:
The fugly couple making out in public - groping and all. (*shudder*)
Thursday, May 04, 2006
LOST - I think I crapped my pants
Thats basically how I felt the last 5 minutes of the show. No recap can do it justice - from Hurley's line about Say Anything to Ana Lucia and Sawyer getting their groove on to Libby and Hurley finding Jin on the beach (that was just plain funny).
Some interesting things where: Jack's dad meets Ana Lucia in the airport bar and asks her to go with him to Australia with him for "protection". We find out that Jack has a half sister - was it just me or did the mom look a lot like Claire? Who else liked the commercial for the Hanso Foundation?
But the big one was Michael and what he did to Ana Lucia and Libby!
Early in the episode, Henry attacks Ana Lucia and she swears to get revenge (thats why she did the nasty with Sawyer, to get his gun). She volunteers to stay in the hatch and watch over Michael and she tells him about how she wanted to kill Henry but couldnt do it. He says that he can do it, probably to get some vengence for Walt being taken, and he apologizes and then shoots Ana-Lucia! Then Libby walks in (she had gone to get a blanket for a picnic with Hurley) and Michael is startled and shoots Libby too! He goes into the locked room and looks at Henry and then shoots himself - obviously setting it up to seem like Henry shot everyone. Now here is my thing, I have been saying for weeks that I think that Henry is "The Man". I believe we have found our Kaiser Soze.
Some interesting things where: Jack's dad meets Ana Lucia in the airport bar and asks her to go with him to Australia with him for "protection". We find out that Jack has a half sister - was it just me or did the mom look a lot like Claire? Who else liked the commercial for the Hanso Foundation?
But the big one was Michael and what he did to Ana Lucia and Libby!
Early in the episode, Henry attacks Ana Lucia and she swears to get revenge (thats why she did the nasty with Sawyer, to get his gun). She volunteers to stay in the hatch and watch over Michael and she tells him about how she wanted to kill Henry but couldnt do it. He says that he can do it, probably to get some vengence for Walt being taken, and he apologizes and then shoots Ana-Lucia! Then Libby walks in (she had gone to get a blanket for a picnic with Hurley) and Michael is startled and shoots Libby too! He goes into the locked room and looks at Henry and then shoots himself - obviously setting it up to seem like Henry shot everyone. Now here is my thing, I have been saying for weeks that I think that Henry is "The Man". I believe we have found our Kaiser Soze.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Genius I tell you - GENIUS!
Whoever thought of putting Stephen Colbert and Steve Carrell together and adding liquor should be given a huge raise.
The Duck Hater
Let me first thank TiVo for being at home for me to record 24 while I accompanied some Kings fans to cheer on Calgary at the Pond against the Ducks.
Yes, I'm a hater.
I went out of my way to cheer against a cross-town rival - I spent money I should be saving on a ticket and drove to Anaheim for the game. Let me also clarify that I didnt drive, I rode and felt like I was going to die twice in that car thanks to the erratic driving of the Ducks bandwagon fan - Steve. There, I've said my peace and Anna is laughing her ass off at me. Wow what a great time we had. It would have been even better if the Flames had actually won but nooo - Ducks had to go and force a game 7. BASTARDS!
It was odd going to "another house" to watch a game. Things just arent the same. They dont have the same feeling, the beer just doesnt taste right - even though the jumbo beer cups are awesome and I've decided to collect a set for my apartment. We werent assholes like those damn Dallas fans that had to eat crow (btw - Dallas and Detroit have been eliminated - I'm so freaking happy, sorry Chad). We were smart ass fans through because we decided to mock pretty much everything that went on in that Pond. From the Fowl Towel (not kidding) that they gave us when we walked in to the arena when I asked if I could get one that said KINGS on it. The lady didnt think it was as funny as I did. Then we had to climb 4 flights of stairs to get to our section - we were gasping and grabbing on the walls asking where the escalators were and made comments about how Staples was better they had escalators. Then when the gang went out to smoke, I was saying how Staples was better because they provided us with tables and chairs to sit at. See - total hater. But it was fun.
If that was not the best part - this was.
They gave us these programs for articles and rosters blah blah blah for the playoffs - but it also had a glossary - A GLOSSARY!!! It had definitions of terms for those non-hockey enthusiasts.
Definitions:
Center Ice: the area between the two blue lines also called the neutral zone
Center line: a red, 12-inch wide line across the ice midway between the two goals
Empty-Net Goal: a goal scored against a team that has pulled the goalie
Rebound: a puck that bounces off the goalie's body or equipment
Save: the act of a goalie in blocking or stopping a shot
Substitution: occurs when a player comes off the bench to replace a player coming out of the game; can be made at any time and play does not need to stop.
The smart asses that we are - anytime the whistle blew we reached for the program to look up definitions for things. Anna - what did we look up? There were some really funny ones.
P/S Got a beer from Anna for getting up and screaming loud enough for Bob Miller and Jim Fox to wave at us.
Good Times - Good Times
Yes, I'm a hater.
I went out of my way to cheer against a cross-town rival - I spent money I should be saving on a ticket and drove to Anaheim for the game. Let me also clarify that I didnt drive, I rode and felt like I was going to die twice in that car thanks to the erratic driving of the Ducks bandwagon fan - Steve. There, I've said my peace and Anna is laughing her ass off at me. Wow what a great time we had. It would have been even better if the Flames had actually won but nooo - Ducks had to go and force a game 7. BASTARDS!
It was odd going to "another house" to watch a game. Things just arent the same. They dont have the same feeling, the beer just doesnt taste right - even though the jumbo beer cups are awesome and I've decided to collect a set for my apartment. We werent assholes like those damn Dallas fans that had to eat crow (btw - Dallas and Detroit have been eliminated - I'm so freaking happy, sorry Chad). We were smart ass fans through because we decided to mock pretty much everything that went on in that Pond. From the Fowl Towel (not kidding) that they gave us when we walked in to the arena when I asked if I could get one that said KINGS on it. The lady didnt think it was as funny as I did. Then we had to climb 4 flights of stairs to get to our section - we were gasping and grabbing on the walls asking where the escalators were and made comments about how Staples was better they had escalators. Then when the gang went out to smoke, I was saying how Staples was better because they provided us with tables and chairs to sit at. See - total hater. But it was fun.
If that was not the best part - this was.
They gave us these programs for articles and rosters blah blah blah for the playoffs - but it also had a glossary - A GLOSSARY!!! It had definitions of terms for those non-hockey enthusiasts.
Definitions:
Center Ice: the area between the two blue lines also called the neutral zone
Center line: a red, 12-inch wide line across the ice midway between the two goals
Empty-Net Goal: a goal scored against a team that has pulled the goalie
Rebound: a puck that bounces off the goalie's body or equipment
Save: the act of a goalie in blocking or stopping a shot
Substitution: occurs when a player comes off the bench to replace a player coming out of the game; can be made at any time and play does not need to stop.
The smart asses that we are - anytime the whistle blew we reached for the program to look up definitions for things. Anna - what did we look up? There were some really funny ones.
P/S Got a beer from Anna for getting up and screaming loud enough for Bob Miller and Jim Fox to wave at us.
Good Times - Good Times
Monday, May 01, 2006
MOVIE REVIEW: STICK IT
Yes, I' m a girl dammit and I went to see STICK IT!
The movie about gymnastics brought to you from the writers of Bring It On. Let me say, that as far as entertainment goes on a Saturday afternoon - it was awesome! Everytime I mentioned it to my friends this weekend, they all turned to me and said "ooohhh! how was it?" As if I was the official movie taster. Anyways - if you are up for a cute, funny, CAMPY movie - check it out.
Final Rating: Matinee or Rental
"Its not Gym-NICE-tics."
The movie about gymnastics brought to you from the writers of Bring It On. Let me say, that as far as entertainment goes on a Saturday afternoon - it was awesome! Everytime I mentioned it to my friends this weekend, they all turned to me and said "ooohhh! how was it?" As if I was the official movie taster. Anyways - if you are up for a cute, funny, CAMPY movie - check it out.
Final Rating: Matinee or Rental
"Its not Gym-NICE-tics."
Saturday, April 29, 2006
Happiness Thy Name Is TiVo
Ladies and Gents,
I'd like to introduce you to a new member of my humble abode - TIVO.
I finally got the phone line installed to get the damn TiVo set up and my Friday night consisted of me following alot of pretty colored pictures to set up the Tivo to my entertainment family. Let me state that I am not really all that electronics/mechanically inclined. A lot of it has to do with coordination but most of it has to do with thinking 4 steps ahead (another flaw that comes out when I play chess). TiVo was kind enough to send this HUGE poster with pictures on how to set this up and since I got it up and running, I figure I did it really well! I have yet to check if my dvd/vcr works but who cares! I have TiVo! I even had Scott on stand-by to come by this morning to set it up just in case.
Self-Reliance 1
Dependency 0
I'd like to introduce you to a new member of my humble abode - TIVO.
I finally got the phone line installed to get the damn TiVo set up and my Friday night consisted of me following alot of pretty colored pictures to set up the Tivo to my entertainment family. Let me state that I am not really all that electronics/mechanically inclined. A lot of it has to do with coordination but most of it has to do with thinking 4 steps ahead (another flaw that comes out when I play chess). TiVo was kind enough to send this HUGE poster with pictures on how to set this up and since I got it up and running, I figure I did it really well! I have yet to check if my dvd/vcr works but who cares! I have TiVo! I even had Scott on stand-by to come by this morning to set it up just in case.
Self-Reliance 1
Dependency 0
Matt Went #10?
What the hell? Matt Leinart went #10 overall in the NFL draft? Yes, I got up (actually, I digress, I got a phone call at 9am that woke me up, my one freaking day to sleep in and it got screwed up) and watched the NFL draft this morning. No surprise Reggie Bush was taken #2 after someone signed someone yesterday at the #1 pick. Glad to see Reggie is going to New Orleans - I'm really happy that Matt is going to Arizona but why #10!?!? Thats just an ego crusher right there.
The best part of the morning was when New Orleans announced Reggie Bush as their pick and the New York Jets fans (who had the #4 pick) were screaming at the tv cameras - "What were you thinking!?!?!" Classic! That gave me a good laugh early in the morn.
The best part of the morning was when New Orleans announced Reggie Bush as their pick and the New York Jets fans (who had the #4 pick) were screaming at the tv cameras - "What were you thinking!?!?!" Classic! That gave me a good laugh early in the morn.
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
A Source For New Material
The thought had actually crossed my mind that I might have run out of some original material since hockey season was over and some of my tv shows were coming to an end. Then I did the most brillant thing to get stories for the blog. I started taking the METRO.
Today was Day 2 and this one is going to be hard to top.
The guy sitting behind me was whimpering the whole ride into Union Station.
No, I'm not kidding.
Yes, I shared and texted my brother.
I walked by him to get to my seat and I could hear him crying when I sat down - but as the ride went on, it sounded like whimpering. Imagine a dog crying in the middle of the night trying to get into the house - oh yeah...from the end of the Gold Line all the way to Union Station. The person who sat next to him ended up moving and the guy next to me gave me this look. I tried using the reflections to see if he was indeed crying but I couldnt do it and I couldnt very well turn around and stare him down (well I could have but I was in a fairly decent mood today). I was telling a coworker about it (cough THE CHAD cough) and he was giving me a hard time about how "mean" I was for wanting to laugh at the guy. It was a 30 minute ride and this all happened before 8:30am! I wanted to imagine what kinds of things this guy must have gone through to have already had an emotional breakdown before 9am and I came up with 1) found out his significant other was cheating and 2) was about to lose his job.
Any other suggestions?
Today was Day 2 and this one is going to be hard to top.
The guy sitting behind me was whimpering the whole ride into Union Station.
No, I'm not kidding.
Yes, I shared and texted my brother.
I walked by him to get to my seat and I could hear him crying when I sat down - but as the ride went on, it sounded like whimpering. Imagine a dog crying in the middle of the night trying to get into the house - oh yeah...from the end of the Gold Line all the way to Union Station. The person who sat next to him ended up moving and the guy next to me gave me this look. I tried using the reflections to see if he was indeed crying but I couldnt do it and I couldnt very well turn around and stare him down (well I could have but I was in a fairly decent mood today). I was telling a coworker about it (cough THE CHAD cough) and he was giving me a hard time about how "mean" I was for wanting to laugh at the guy. It was a 30 minute ride and this all happened before 8:30am! I wanted to imagine what kinds of things this guy must have gone through to have already had an emotional breakdown before 9am and I came up with 1) found out his significant other was cheating and 2) was about to lose his job.
Any other suggestions?
Sunday, April 23, 2006
My Brother Is Obsessed!
His current obsession is with an upcoming movie called SNAKES ON A PLANE. I'm sure you might have heard of it. The premise is:
A ruthless assassin unleashes a crate full of lethal snakes aboard a packed passenger jet over the Pacific Ocean in order to eliminate a witness in protective custody. The rookie pilot and frightened passengers must band together to survive.
Is it because I'm a girl I have no interest in seeing this? I have to admit that some of the sites for this are rather entertaining. For some quality reading - click here.
P/S In the "Why Are They Remaking This Movie?" Category..The Omen? I've been scared for about 15 years from that movie - why remake it? The first one did a spectacular job!
A ruthless assassin unleashes a crate full of lethal snakes aboard a packed passenger jet over the Pacific Ocean in order to eliminate a witness in protective custody. The rookie pilot and frightened passengers must band together to survive.
Is it because I'm a girl I have no interest in seeing this? I have to admit that some of the sites for this are rather entertaining. For some quality reading - click here.
P/S In the "Why Are They Remaking This Movie?" Category..The Omen? I've been scared for about 15 years from that movie - why remake it? The first one did a spectacular job!
Friday, April 21, 2006
I'm A Bonehead!
So the phone company finally came out to install my phone, so I can FINALLY install my TIVO and the idiot I am - FORGOT TO BUY A PHONE!
Installation Delayed One Week.
Installation Delayed One Week.
Um, Can I Housesit?
Ok - this has to be the coolest thing ever!
"A wealthy California woman is to turn a Boeing 747 jet into a house on some of the most exclusive real estate in the world. Francie Rehwald wanted a house that was environmentally friendly and "feminine". Architect David Hertz, a specialist in using recycled materials, said she was stunned when he recommended an old 747, the biggest commercial aircraft in service. The jumbo jet cost about 40,000 dollars from a cemetery for more than 1,500 scrap airliners in the California desert. The jet is to be moved in parts to a 55-acre (22-hectare) site in the Malibu Hills near the Pacific Ocean and Rehwald admits the final cost will be several million dollars. The wings will be the main house. The cockpit will become a meditation temple, the jet's trademark hump will become a loft and the remaining scrap will be used for more buildings."
I have to admit that when I read the story I was thinking about how kooky this story seems but I'll be damned if the computer rendering doesnt make the house look spectacular!
"A wealthy California woman is to turn a Boeing 747 jet into a house on some of the most exclusive real estate in the world. Francie Rehwald wanted a house that was environmentally friendly and "feminine". Architect David Hertz, a specialist in using recycled materials, said she was stunned when he recommended an old 747, the biggest commercial aircraft in service. The jumbo jet cost about 40,000 dollars from a cemetery for more than 1,500 scrap airliners in the California desert. The jet is to be moved in parts to a 55-acre (22-hectare) site in the Malibu Hills near the Pacific Ocean and Rehwald admits the final cost will be several million dollars. The wings will be the main house. The cockpit will become a meditation temple, the jet's trademark hump will become a loft and the remaining scrap will be used for more buildings."
I have to admit that when I read the story I was thinking about how kooky this story seems but I'll be damned if the computer rendering doesnt make the house look spectacular!
D-Day, One Year Later
Yup, today is my D-Day anniversary and I dont know how I feel about it.
A few days ago, I was talking to a close friend about the impending day and telling her how sort of melancholy I felt about the whole thing. On a certain level, I feel like celebrating and on another, I feel like I should be mourning. She reassured me about my decision and its not that I regret it all happening but I'm sad about the disappointment of the whole thing. I'm sad that I had all this optimism about someone and a future together and then one day its all gone.
So much has happened - new job, new career, new apt, new lifestyle...damn, I should be celebrating! And in a way I am. Now more than ever, I do what I want and I live my life the way I want to live it. I got my season tickets for the Kings, I rode the Zamboni, I bought my ticket for my trip to New York, and soon I will sign up for Tango lessons.
I guess in the end, I have to be grateful for D-Day because it helped me realize that I shouldnt put off what I really want to satisfy anyone else. I should only worry about satisfying myself and my responsibilities. Hmm - I guess we really do learn something dont we?
A few days ago, I was talking to a close friend about the impending day and telling her how sort of melancholy I felt about the whole thing. On a certain level, I feel like celebrating and on another, I feel like I should be mourning. She reassured me about my decision and its not that I regret it all happening but I'm sad about the disappointment of the whole thing. I'm sad that I had all this optimism about someone and a future together and then one day its all gone.
So much has happened - new job, new career, new apt, new lifestyle...damn, I should be celebrating! And in a way I am. Now more than ever, I do what I want and I live my life the way I want to live it. I got my season tickets for the Kings, I rode the Zamboni, I bought my ticket for my trip to New York, and soon I will sign up for Tango lessons.
I guess in the end, I have to be grateful for D-Day because it helped me realize that I shouldnt put off what I really want to satisfy anyone else. I should only worry about satisfying myself and my responsibilities. Hmm - I guess we really do learn something dont we?
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Bye Luc - Thanks for the Memories
I still cant get over the fact that Luc Robitaille retired from hockey! He has been a player the whole time I have been a Kings fan (even though he defected to other teams on his tenure). We went to the game and while he was making a little speech at the end of the night - I swear I started to cry. I'm going to miss Luuuuuuuuc!
Thursday, April 13, 2006
Gotta Love The Optimism
This is from an email I received from the Kings marketing gang regarding tonight's game against Phoenix. I love my Kings but comparing them to cockroaches? COME ON! Let me say that I've pretty much squashed these roaches and am expecting a full refund of my playoff ticket purchase....
TODAY'S GAME:
"So you're saying there's a chance...."--Lloyd Christmas from Dumb and Dumber
For all of those that were so quick to bury the Kings playoff aspirations, don't be so trigger-happy. With three games left, the Kings aren't dead yet. Los Angeles will attempt to keep their slim playoff hopes alive tonight, heading down into the Valley of the Sun to take on the Phoenix Coyotes at Glendale Arena. The Coyotes have a slight edge in the season series between the two teams, winning four of the seven games.
The Kings have developed cockroach-like survival skills over the past few weeks, continuing to linger in the conference playoff race despite predictions of their demise. Teetering on the edge of elimination, Los Angeles would need to win all three of its remaining games and receive help from both Edmonton and Vancouver to qualify for the post-season.
Unfortunately for L.A. fans, the Kings staying power has been more in spite of their recent play than anything else. Los Angeles currently finds itself in the midst of a three-game losing streak, their second such streak in the last two weeks. In fact, over the past seven games, L.A. has been outscored 21-7. Offensively, the Kings have provided one of the bigger California droughts in recent memory. In the 19 games since the Olympic break, L.A. produced more than three goals only twice, averaging 2.05 goals per game over that span.
On a grander scale, tonight will mark the beginning of the Luc Robitaille Farewell Tour. On Tuesday, the greatest goal-scorer in Kings history announced his retirement, effective at the end of this season. Fortunately for the Kings, Robitaille has seen his share of success against Phoenix this season, collecting four goals and an assist in seven games against Wayne Gretzky's crew. Forward Derek Armstrong has also done a bit of damage to the Coyotes this season, tallying three goals and four assists while Joe Corvo and Craig Conroy have picked up six points apiece.
On the defensive end, L.A. will have to keep tabs on Phoenix's leading scorer Shane Doan, who has accumulated two goals and five assists versus the Kings this season. However, as well as Doan has done, L.A.'s biggest nemesis has been defenseman Paul Mara. The Coyotes left-handed blue-liner has torched the Kings for four goals and five assists while providing steady defense for Phoenix. For Phoenix, tonight's game may be a step towards finishing the season at .500, as the Coyotes have no chance at a playoff berth. Phoenix (36-38-5) is riding a losing streak of its own, dropping its last five consecutive games.
TODAY'S GAME:
"So you're saying there's a chance...."--Lloyd Christmas from Dumb and Dumber
For all of those that were so quick to bury the Kings playoff aspirations, don't be so trigger-happy. With three games left, the Kings aren't dead yet. Los Angeles will attempt to keep their slim playoff hopes alive tonight, heading down into the Valley of the Sun to take on the Phoenix Coyotes at Glendale Arena. The Coyotes have a slight edge in the season series between the two teams, winning four of the seven games.
The Kings have developed cockroach-like survival skills over the past few weeks, continuing to linger in the conference playoff race despite predictions of their demise. Teetering on the edge of elimination, Los Angeles would need to win all three of its remaining games and receive help from both Edmonton and Vancouver to qualify for the post-season.
Unfortunately for L.A. fans, the Kings staying power has been more in spite of their recent play than anything else. Los Angeles currently finds itself in the midst of a three-game losing streak, their second such streak in the last two weeks. In fact, over the past seven games, L.A. has been outscored 21-7. Offensively, the Kings have provided one of the bigger California droughts in recent memory. In the 19 games since the Olympic break, L.A. produced more than three goals only twice, averaging 2.05 goals per game over that span.
On a grander scale, tonight will mark the beginning of the Luc Robitaille Farewell Tour. On Tuesday, the greatest goal-scorer in Kings history announced his retirement, effective at the end of this season. Fortunately for the Kings, Robitaille has seen his share of success against Phoenix this season, collecting four goals and an assist in seven games against Wayne Gretzky's crew. Forward Derek Armstrong has also done a bit of damage to the Coyotes this season, tallying three goals and four assists while Joe Corvo and Craig Conroy have picked up six points apiece.
On the defensive end, L.A. will have to keep tabs on Phoenix's leading scorer Shane Doan, who has accumulated two goals and five assists versus the Kings this season. However, as well as Doan has done, L.A.'s biggest nemesis has been defenseman Paul Mara. The Coyotes left-handed blue-liner has torched the Kings for four goals and five assists while providing steady defense for Phoenix. For Phoenix, tonight's game may be a step towards finishing the season at .500, as the Coyotes have no chance at a playoff berth. Phoenix (36-38-5) is riding a losing streak of its own, dropping its last five consecutive games.
LOST Recap
Due to some rather potent margaritas at last night's dinner shizzle - I am not in the best of memory to recap this episode...
But click here for a great recap! I love The Tail Section.
But click here for a great recap! I love The Tail Section.
Booger In Da House!
As I type, the folks over at Karma Air are interviewing Curtis Armstrong - aka Booger from Revenge of the Nerds. I dont know why I'm so star struck, but I am!
You know whats funny is that this guy has a really impressive resume and yet he will always be remember as Booger.
You know whats funny is that this guy has a really impressive resume and yet he will always be remember as Booger.
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
That Bitch Monica
I jest.
I love Monica.
And I love that Monica loves me.
And I absolutely loved that Monica called me as I was driving into work telling me that 24 is filming right outside her office today.
And I loved how she told me that she could have gotten me a pass to go watch all the filming.
I also loved that she told me I left government work too early since it looks like they are using the military on that base for the film work and since I used to work for the military as I was good as in to go there and watch them film it and hold Keifer’s little knapsack.
Bitch.
I love Monica.
And I love that Monica loves me.
And I absolutely loved that Monica called me as I was driving into work telling me that 24 is filming right outside her office today.
And I loved how she told me that she could have gotten me a pass to go watch all the filming.
I also loved that she told me I left government work too early since it looks like they are using the military on that base for the film work and since I used to work for the military as I was good as in to go there and watch them film it and hold Keifer’s little knapsack.
Bitch.
Monday, April 10, 2006
Dates We Remember
A year ago, a friend of mine died - when I got back from a trip to Vegas, I found an email that had been sent out by a coworker talking about what had happened to him. It affected me more that I can say when I heard about his passing. I wondered why I had been thinking about him recently - especially last week when I drove down and was listening to Mark and Brian through the desert. He loved that show (everyone we worked with loved that show) but I mostly get reminded by the hearty laugh one of those guys has that I'm thrown back to memories of our time at work together. Its odd how little things will remind you of your friends - songs, movies, restaurants, sayings. I guess thats the true testament of a friendship - carrying on the little things that make people unique and sharing them with other people.
Last night, I was cleaning the new pad and unwittingly opened a box with junk in it (I think I have 3 of these boxes left). You know the kind - the boxes or drawers where you throw paperwork, receipts, gadgets, gizmos, the box of perpetual procrastination. Well I finally got to it and came across the program of his memorial service (which coincidently was one year yesterday). I sat back and started to think about how much my life changed and the opportunities missed or seized that have come my way. I dont feel that I have necessarily "missed" any opportunities- I've declined offers and opted for a route that would satisfy myself and what I want for my future. But what is that future?
Today is my 6 month anniversary since I started working for this company and completely changing the direction of my life. Not that I was unhappy where I was 6 months ago, butI felt unsatisfied. Now I feel stressed out, overworked, and just plain tired! But I wouldnt change a thing.
Last night, I was cleaning the new pad and unwittingly opened a box with junk in it (I think I have 3 of these boxes left). You know the kind - the boxes or drawers where you throw paperwork, receipts, gadgets, gizmos, the box of perpetual procrastination. Well I finally got to it and came across the program of his memorial service (which coincidently was one year yesterday). I sat back and started to think about how much my life changed and the opportunities missed or seized that have come my way. I dont feel that I have necessarily "missed" any opportunities- I've declined offers and opted for a route that would satisfy myself and what I want for my future. But what is that future?
Today is my 6 month anniversary since I started working for this company and completely changing the direction of my life. Not that I was unhappy where I was 6 months ago, butI felt unsatisfied. Now I feel stressed out, overworked, and just plain tired! But I wouldnt change a thing.
Thursday, April 06, 2006
Another LOST Update
Yes, I have been slacking - let it go. I've been rather busy at the ol' workplace and I have yet to shell out the mula for internet at new digs.
Moving on....
LOST!!!!
I love Hurley-centric episodes and last nights was rather interesting. On we go -
We found out that Hurley feels responsible for the deaths of two people after a deck collapses when he goes out there (deck was made for 8, 23 people were already out there...THE NUMBERS AGAIN PEOPLE!!) Apparently he went into some catatonic state and ends up in a mental institution.
He has a buddy in there named Dave
"HELLO DAVE"
But who is DAVE really? Apparently a figment of Hurley's imagination...
"Dave's not here man..."
Then we find Libby in the asylum as well!
"Psycho Libby"
How about some coincidences that we have found? Mostly involving Hurley mind you...
Sawyer --Sawyer had a fling with the girl who pulled Hurley's winning lotto numbers.
Locke -- Locke worked for Randy at the box company which Hurley owned. Hurley also used to work for Randy.
Jin/Sun -- Hurley appeared on their television as the big time lotto winner in the USA.
Jack -- Sawyer, who boinked the lotto chick who drew Hurley's winning numbers, met Jack's dad at a bar in Australia.
Kate -- While at her fathers recruiting office, Sayid appears on the tv. Locke, who worked for Randy who was once Hurley's boss, inspected Sayid's lost loves house.
Sayid -- Locke, who worked for Randy, inspected Sayid's lost love Nadia's house.
Michael/Walt -- The comic with the polar bear came from Hurley.
Danielle -- Brought to the island by Hurley's winning lottery numbers.
The Hatch -- The computer room is called "The Dome". A similar structure appears in the comic book that Hurley was reading on the plane. Also the numbers (4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42) appear on the outside of the hatch, and are the code to reset the counter, and appear on the vaccine which protects against "the sickness".
Libby -- Was at the asylum with Hurley. Think she is incognito? Consider this, her name was Libby at the asylum too. Talk about hiding in the open!
Alright - more questions:
1) Maybe Locke's paralysis was caused by Hurley during that deck accident. Hurley did own the box company Locke worked at perhaps it was a company event.
2) FauxHenry talked about how he let the timer go down and he never put in the numbers last week - when that happened he heard what might have been a magnet turn on. If this is true, could that have caused the plane crash?
3) What the heck is Eko building? A church perhaps...hmmmm
4) FauxHenry freaked me out by saying "God doesnt know how long we've been here John, he can't even see this island any better than the rest of the world". What the hell is that supposed to mean?!?!? Dude - enough with the mind fucking ok. Just drill a hole in Locke's head and go at it.
5) Is Libby obsessed with Hurley or is she an other that was in the mental institution to keep an eye on Leonard - the one who originally started up with the numbers.
6) It has also been said that a) Locke's mom was at the mental institution with Hurley and b) arent these places segregated by sex? Why would Libby be in there with the men unless - SHE WAS A MAN!!!!
P/S I loved that Hurley and Sawyer went at it and that everytime Sawyer tried to crawl out from under the tarp, he kept getting pulled back and Jin was just laughing his ass off. Also loved the many one liners.
When Sawyer ends up hoarding all the food they found "I can open up a convenience store - do you think Sayid wants a job?"
Hurley when trying to leave to go live in the caves alone: 'I'm just going to be one of those people who runs around naked and throws doody at people'
Moving on....
LOST!!!!
I love Hurley-centric episodes and last nights was rather interesting. On we go -
We found out that Hurley feels responsible for the deaths of two people after a deck collapses when he goes out there (deck was made for 8, 23 people were already out there...THE NUMBERS AGAIN PEOPLE!!) Apparently he went into some catatonic state and ends up in a mental institution.
He has a buddy in there named Dave
"HELLO DAVE"
But who is DAVE really? Apparently a figment of Hurley's imagination...
"Dave's not here man..."
Then we find Libby in the asylum as well!
"Psycho Libby"
How about some coincidences that we have found? Mostly involving Hurley mind you...
Sawyer --Sawyer had a fling with the girl who pulled Hurley's winning lotto numbers.
Locke -- Locke worked for Randy at the box company which Hurley owned. Hurley also used to work for Randy.
Jin/Sun -- Hurley appeared on their television as the big time lotto winner in the USA.
Jack -- Sawyer, who boinked the lotto chick who drew Hurley's winning numbers, met Jack's dad at a bar in Australia.
Kate -- While at her fathers recruiting office, Sayid appears on the tv. Locke, who worked for Randy who was once Hurley's boss, inspected Sayid's lost loves house.
Sayid -- Locke, who worked for Randy, inspected Sayid's lost love Nadia's house.
Michael/Walt -- The comic with the polar bear came from Hurley.
Danielle -- Brought to the island by Hurley's winning lottery numbers.
The Hatch -- The computer room is called "The Dome". A similar structure appears in the comic book that Hurley was reading on the plane. Also the numbers (4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42) appear on the outside of the hatch, and are the code to reset the counter, and appear on the vaccine which protects against "the sickness".
Libby -- Was at the asylum with Hurley. Think she is incognito? Consider this, her name was Libby at the asylum too. Talk about hiding in the open!
Alright - more questions:
1) Maybe Locke's paralysis was caused by Hurley during that deck accident. Hurley did own the box company Locke worked at perhaps it was a company event.
2) FauxHenry talked about how he let the timer go down and he never put in the numbers last week - when that happened he heard what might have been a magnet turn on. If this is true, could that have caused the plane crash?
3) What the heck is Eko building? A church perhaps...hmmmm
4) FauxHenry freaked me out by saying "God doesnt know how long we've been here John, he can't even see this island any better than the rest of the world". What the hell is that supposed to mean?!?!? Dude - enough with the mind fucking ok. Just drill a hole in Locke's head and go at it.
5) Is Libby obsessed with Hurley or is she an other that was in the mental institution to keep an eye on Leonard - the one who originally started up with the numbers.
6) It has also been said that a) Locke's mom was at the mental institution with Hurley and b) arent these places segregated by sex? Why would Libby be in there with the men unless - SHE WAS A MAN!!!!
P/S I loved that Hurley and Sawyer went at it and that everytime Sawyer tried to crawl out from under the tarp, he kept getting pulled back and Jin was just laughing his ass off. Also loved the many one liners.
When Sawyer ends up hoarding all the food they found "I can open up a convenience store - do you think Sayid wants a job?"
Hurley when trying to leave to go live in the caves alone: 'I'm just going to be one of those people who runs around naked and throws doody at people'
Monday, April 03, 2006
My Brother Does Rule
Yes ...my brother rules..and he is so handsome....and his kids are soooooooooooooooooo much cuter then mine. ( Though Jacob is very handsome!) I wish all of you had a brother like him!
***I will never give my brother my password again!
*Come on now...you can trust me! Besides how random is that password..yeesh I thought mine were weird...
Friday, March 31, 2006
Featured Breeder - Scott
Last night I had the pleasure...no... dare I say HONOR of having dinner with Scott of Scott's Thoughts. Yes the two blogs met up. Funny thing is that last night was the first time we had hung out alone. We have been friends for about 10 years now (EGAD!!!) and always did group things, so it was kind of funny that it was a true tete-a-tete last night.
Scottyboy was obessed with a woman who might have split her pants. Like I'm talking life and stuff and he's staring at this woman's ass wondering if her underwear was showing. I even suggested he take a picture of it for the blog but no...turned out it was her skirt or something. As we drove back to my car (I had left it at his work) I suggested Scott should be the next featured reader, I'll be damned if he thought I said featured BREEDER. HELLO!!! That production factory is shut down! Good times...good times.
Thanks for dinner and the tour Scotty! Great choice for food....damn good Cuban restaurant, Havana Mania. Highly recommended.
After dinner, I was supposed to get something on my car fixed but plans changed and I ended up at my uncle's house dropping off a suitcase for my aunt. Then I left with a loveseat, bar stools, and an end table - I have furniture people! Jimmy and Jonathan (I wonder if it annoys Jimmy that I call him Jimmy and not JAMES?!?-Dont care, moving on) were kind enough to be my little mules again. So now that I had furniture and was able to entertain my guests! We stayed up until 1am playing Sequence - where I won! Damn that game is addictive.
Scottyboy was obessed with a woman who might have split her pants. Like I'm talking life and stuff and he's staring at this woman's ass wondering if her underwear was showing. I even suggested he take a picture of it for the blog but no...turned out it was her skirt or something. As we drove back to my car (I had left it at his work) I suggested Scott should be the next featured reader, I'll be damned if he thought I said featured BREEDER. HELLO!!! That production factory is shut down! Good times...good times.
Thanks for dinner and the tour Scotty! Great choice for food....damn good Cuban restaurant, Havana Mania. Highly recommended.
After dinner, I was supposed to get something on my car fixed but plans changed and I ended up at my uncle's house dropping off a suitcase for my aunt. Then I left with a loveseat, bar stools, and an end table - I have furniture people! Jimmy and Jonathan (I wonder if it annoys Jimmy that I call him Jimmy and not JAMES?!?-Dont care, moving on) were kind enough to be my little mules again. So now that I had furniture and was able to entertain my guests! We stayed up until 1am playing Sequence - where I won! Damn that game is addictive.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Livin' It Up - Ghetto Style
So for as much as I am a planner, I have been rather ditzy about certain obvious items for the new pad. For example – I had one spoon. I had gotten this box of dishes that came with silverware but for some reason didn’t come with the spoons. Ok, no problem, I had a spoon. But this posed to be a problem when I had the Jakeman over the weekend and we were both having cereal. He suggested we shared, which we did and I found to be extremely funny. Sans couches, dining room table, or chairs for that matter, we ended up eating on the floor on a cardboard box. Ah yes, if only child services could see me now!
Sunday, March 26, 2006
Zamboni Pictures!
Here are some of the zamboni ride pictures...
Enjoy and mock to your heart's content. A great big thank you to Anna who took all the pictures.
Enjoy and mock to your heart's content. A great big thank you to Anna who took all the pictures.
The ride is starting!! The ride is starting!!
(photo by Anna)
Making the big turn towards the gang.
(photo by Anna)
I'm totally waving to my section - screw the other people at Staples Center.
(photo by Anna)
(photo by Anna) A shout out to my crew.
(photo by Anna)
The ride is slowly coming to an end...
This is what the sign read.
I even got a phone call from an ex-coworker at the game that saw me. BTW - see that guy right behind me? The uni-bomber wanna be? Fucker dropped beer down my back.
P/S The sign is blocking an Avalanche fan!
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Sushi, Bobby Brown, and LOST
Last night I went to dinner with a handsome military man - yup Rockstar was in town and graced me with his presence. I was in charge of the dinner reservations and we went to Tokyo Delve's! It was relatively quiet due to only about 30 people there but we still had a kick ass time. Eel is next.
So Iliana tells me last night that as she's driving down Sunset Blvd this group of 5-6 guys cross in front of her and one of them waves - like to say thanks not for running him over...turns out its Bobby Brown. And yes, he looked like he was on the smack - allegedly.
LOST was ok last night but looks like its going to be a great ride for the next few episodes. The Tail Section has a nice little recap here or you can go to Pink is The New Blog and get your fill of hollywood gossip and a nice LOST recap. (P/S I heart PITNB)
Still waiting for zamboni pictures...Scott got a little snippy on his blog about it. And yes Zamboni is the actual Zamboni - not a metaphor...pervert.
So Iliana tells me last night that as she's driving down Sunset Blvd this group of 5-6 guys cross in front of her and one of them waves - like to say thanks not for running him over...turns out its Bobby Brown. And yes, he looked like he was on the smack - allegedly.
LOST was ok last night but looks like its going to be a great ride for the next few episodes. The Tail Section has a nice little recap here or you can go to Pink is The New Blog and get your fill of hollywood gossip and a nice LOST recap. (P/S I heart PITNB)
Still waiting for zamboni pictures...Scott got a little snippy on his blog about it. And yes Zamboni is the actual Zamboni - not a metaphor...pervert.
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
My 8 Minutes of Fame
The anticipation had been building all day long.
Forget the new apartment, forget work responsibilities, forget the new 24 episode – last night was all about my date with the zamboni.
As I left work, I made a sign to take with me on the zamboni. This is something that had been somewhat brainstormed in the section and it was going to happen. Let me state that I really did feel like an idiot carrying that sign – not only that but it was sprinkling as I walked to Staples and so I had to stuff that thing under my jacket so the marker wouldn’t run. After I plant myself in my seat and the game begins...the countdown was on! Because things can always go wrong in Melissa’s world, I truly didn’t start getting excited until it was the 1st intermission and I saw the zambonis come out with their riders for that time. Since the Kings were just sucking harder than a teenage girl on prom night, the only thing I had to look forward to was my zamboni ride…there would be no Mike speech that night..oh no, the mighty had been silenced since we lost 5-0. Speaking of Mike, he gave me a little toy zamboni to commemorate my event. Que sweet.
Anyways - with about 8:25 left in the 2nd period, Jenny from the Kings crew comes to get me. A little bit of trivia for y'all, apparently our little Jenny was on LOST - she played Claire's friend in the episode when she goes to the psychic. The other person that was riding the zamboni really really wanted to go by the locker room - so Jenny bless her heart took us by there. She told us not to say anything - OOOPS!
So we get downstairs by the zambonis and they load us up - I got to ride the West Coast Choppers zamboni - WOOHOOO!!! After the r/c car race, they have us pull out onto the ice. Let me say - wow. Going onto the ice is such a powerful little rush, its amazing. I can understand how actors feel walking onto the stage with the lights shining on them and such. So we come out and I immediately put my sign up. I saw myself on the jumbotron and I felt like a dork watching myself up there. Anyways - I gave my props to my section and then I waved for a bit and after about 3 minutes - it got old. I was done, unfortunately the zamboni wasnt. So I was still having a ball riding the thing but it became rather uncomfortable and eerie. It was as if I was a fish in a fishbowl, going around and around with people outside the glass looking in at me. I still waved and posed for pictures since Anna was the only one who remembered to bring a camera, but other than that, I was just people watching. The sucky part of people watching there is that people KNOW you are looking at them. Just how that fine guy in row 1 of section 113 was waving at me - damn that fucking zamboni not stopping. What I did find cool is that this little kid was waving at me, he must have been 3 or 4 yrs old, and after I waved back he turned to his dad and said "Did you see her? She waved at me!" Damn I'm cool. After the ride was over, we were put in an elevator to return to our seats. As I made my way back to my section, I heard this guy say "Hey! Thats the girl from the zamboni!"
I'M FAMOUS!!!
p/s Yes, pictures were taken, but due to techincal difficulties, they will be up tomorrow.
Forget the new apartment, forget work responsibilities, forget the new 24 episode – last night was all about my date with the zamboni.
As I left work, I made a sign to take with me on the zamboni. This is something that had been somewhat brainstormed in the section and it was going to happen. Let me state that I really did feel like an idiot carrying that sign – not only that but it was sprinkling as I walked to Staples and so I had to stuff that thing under my jacket so the marker wouldn’t run. After I plant myself in my seat and the game begins...the countdown was on! Because things can always go wrong in Melissa’s world, I truly didn’t start getting excited until it was the 1st intermission and I saw the zambonis come out with their riders for that time. Since the Kings were just sucking harder than a teenage girl on prom night, the only thing I had to look forward to was my zamboni ride…there would be no Mike speech that night..oh no, the mighty had been silenced since we lost 5-0. Speaking of Mike, he gave me a little toy zamboni to commemorate my event. Que sweet.
Anyways - with about 8:25 left in the 2nd period, Jenny from the Kings crew comes to get me. A little bit of trivia for y'all, apparently our little Jenny was on LOST - she played Claire's friend in the episode when she goes to the psychic. The other person that was riding the zamboni really really wanted to go by the locker room - so Jenny bless her heart took us by there. She told us not to say anything - OOOPS!
So we get downstairs by the zambonis and they load us up - I got to ride the West Coast Choppers zamboni - WOOHOOO!!! After the r/c car race, they have us pull out onto the ice. Let me say - wow. Going onto the ice is such a powerful little rush, its amazing. I can understand how actors feel walking onto the stage with the lights shining on them and such. So we come out and I immediately put my sign up. I saw myself on the jumbotron and I felt like a dork watching myself up there. Anyways - I gave my props to my section and then I waved for a bit and after about 3 minutes - it got old. I was done, unfortunately the zamboni wasnt. So I was still having a ball riding the thing but it became rather uncomfortable and eerie. It was as if I was a fish in a fishbowl, going around and around with people outside the glass looking in at me. I still waved and posed for pictures since Anna was the only one who remembered to bring a camera, but other than that, I was just people watching. The sucky part of people watching there is that people KNOW you are looking at them. Just how that fine guy in row 1 of section 113 was waving at me - damn that fucking zamboni not stopping. What I did find cool is that this little kid was waving at me, he must have been 3 or 4 yrs old, and after I waved back he turned to his dad and said "Did you see her? She waved at me!" Damn I'm cool. After the ride was over, we were put in an elevator to return to our seats. As I made my way back to my section, I heard this guy say "Hey! Thats the girl from the zamboni!"
I'M FAMOUS!!!
p/s Yes, pictures were taken, but due to techincal difficulties, they will be up tomorrow.
Monday, March 20, 2006
Mercury Retrograde...I BELIEVE!!!
For several reasons, I like to see and then believe - a lot has to do with experience but mostly just the way I'm wired. Working for a New Age company - well that proves to be a little more difficult at times. I can get psychic readings when I want - last one told me I was getting married in less than a year and yes she told me who but the one before that told me about how things were going to turn out with my apartment hunt (and let me say she was on the money).
Apparently at the beginning of March, the planet Mercury went into Pisces and starts to move backwards - causing chaos in our lives. I'd like to think that this is bullshit. On the other hand...well read on....
I moved this weekend (yeah me!) and in the process of moving something so unbelievably "Mercury Retrograde" happened - I still cant believe it. Friday night, I stayed late at work because my cousins Jonathan and Jimmy were going to pick me up at the new digs and we were going to go all together to my mom's house to get my stuff. I go to kill lots of time at KMart and my friend's house waiting for their phone call. At 9:30pm, they called to tell me that they were too tired to drive that night and opted to leave early in the AM. Now - if you know me, you know that I'm a planner. Like I even broke down the move into 4 different phases and what was being moved in each phase. This did not bode well for Phase 3 and Phase 4. I opted to just stay at my friend's place and leave early as well. The next morning - my cousins call me and we are off and running. We get to the house and I immediately start packing (since I was supposed to be doing that the night before - remember Phase 3?). My dad shows up and start instructing us on how to pack the truck. Mind you we are in our twenties (ok some of us, me, closer to our 30's) and here he is telling us specifically where to put the dresser, entertainment center, and bed in the truck. It drove us a bit nuts, but I love my dad and so we nodded with agreement as he told us and almost drew us a diagram - as soon as he left, we did it our way. We opted to go buy a tarp and lay it on the bed of the truck to put the mattress on it so it doesnt get dirty. We then decided to leave the tarp, put the boxes on top of the tarp, and put the mattress then the boxspring on top of everything; except the dresser and tv stand, they had to stand on their own. This was an awesome plan!
Finally its time to head to LA...new apartment - here I come!
We got out of there about 1pm (1 hour behind schedule according to Phase 4 - not bad). As we pass by Edwards Air Force Base, we notice dark clouds ahead. We should be fine...SHOULD. As we hit Lancaster/Palmdale we get some sprinkles. But they quickly dissapate - whew! We stop to eat lunch and then head back on the road. As we get closer to Acton, the clouds get darker but its still sunny - and then the freaky storm hits! It rained and I mean like you can hear the water pelting the car RAIN! Holy crap! So we get off the freeway and my cousins go into a store and buy a tarp and some bungee cords to secure it..there they are, out in the freezing cold wind and rain putting on the tarp but its getting harder...the rain...well thats because its started to HAIL! The finally put the tarp on and about 2 minutes after they get into the truck, it stops. No kidding - I swear to Aunt Jemima. We are now laughing our asses off and joking about this freaky rain and how my stuff is going to get mildew being under the tarp. We take off and all of a sudden the tarp rips and we (and by we I mean Jonathan and Jimmy) get off to remove the tarp since it seems like we've past the rain (notice the foreshadowing?). We kid about how now the stuff can dry - when it starts to rain AGAIN!!! We are closer to civilization now (Santa Clarita) but I'll be damned if there wasnt traffic and we had come to a crawl on the freeway! We finally get off the freeway and pull up under an awning at a gas station. We (J&J again) go out and put the tarp back on my bed and leave the dresser and tv stand to the elements. About 3 minutes after we started to drive, the rain stops. We learned our lesson and did not stop to remove the tarp, and it never rained again. When we finally get to the apartment, we start unloading the stuff and realize the bright idea of putting the tarp down, only allowed the rain to gather UNDER all the boxes.
The bed finally dried off today and I got a majority of my stuff unpacked but things are still in shambles at the new place. I'm still waiting for my fridge to show and I have no couch.
Tonight is the infamous Zamboni ride. Everyone is asking me if I'm excited - I totally am, really I am. But Mercury is in doing a moonwalk in Pisces and I still have 5 hours until game time.
Apparently at the beginning of March, the planet Mercury went into Pisces and starts to move backwards - causing chaos in our lives. I'd like to think that this is bullshit. On the other hand...well read on....
I moved this weekend (yeah me!) and in the process of moving something so unbelievably "Mercury Retrograde" happened - I still cant believe it. Friday night, I stayed late at work because my cousins Jonathan and Jimmy were going to pick me up at the new digs and we were going to go all together to my mom's house to get my stuff. I go to kill lots of time at KMart and my friend's house waiting for their phone call. At 9:30pm, they called to tell me that they were too tired to drive that night and opted to leave early in the AM. Now - if you know me, you know that I'm a planner. Like I even broke down the move into 4 different phases and what was being moved in each phase. This did not bode well for Phase 3 and Phase 4. I opted to just stay at my friend's place and leave early as well. The next morning - my cousins call me and we are off and running. We get to the house and I immediately start packing (since I was supposed to be doing that the night before - remember Phase 3?). My dad shows up and start instructing us on how to pack the truck. Mind you we are in our twenties (ok some of us, me, closer to our 30's) and here he is telling us specifically where to put the dresser, entertainment center, and bed in the truck. It drove us a bit nuts, but I love my dad and so we nodded with agreement as he told us and almost drew us a diagram - as soon as he left, we did it our way. We opted to go buy a tarp and lay it on the bed of the truck to put the mattress on it so it doesnt get dirty. We then decided to leave the tarp, put the boxes on top of the tarp, and put the mattress then the boxspring on top of everything; except the dresser and tv stand, they had to stand on their own. This was an awesome plan!
Finally its time to head to LA...new apartment - here I come!
We got out of there about 1pm (1 hour behind schedule according to Phase 4 - not bad). As we pass by Edwards Air Force Base, we notice dark clouds ahead. We should be fine...SHOULD. As we hit Lancaster/Palmdale we get some sprinkles. But they quickly dissapate - whew! We stop to eat lunch and then head back on the road. As we get closer to Acton, the clouds get darker but its still sunny - and then the freaky storm hits! It rained and I mean like you can hear the water pelting the car RAIN! Holy crap! So we get off the freeway and my cousins go into a store and buy a tarp and some bungee cords to secure it..there they are, out in the freezing cold wind and rain putting on the tarp but its getting harder...the rain...well thats because its started to HAIL! The finally put the tarp on and about 2 minutes after they get into the truck, it stops. No kidding - I swear to Aunt Jemima. We are now laughing our asses off and joking about this freaky rain and how my stuff is going to get mildew being under the tarp. We take off and all of a sudden the tarp rips and we (and by we I mean Jonathan and Jimmy) get off to remove the tarp since it seems like we've past the rain (notice the foreshadowing?). We kid about how now the stuff can dry - when it starts to rain AGAIN!!! We are closer to civilization now (Santa Clarita) but I'll be damned if there wasnt traffic and we had come to a crawl on the freeway! We finally get off the freeway and pull up under an awning at a gas station. We (J&J again) go out and put the tarp back on my bed and leave the dresser and tv stand to the elements. About 3 minutes after we started to drive, the rain stops. We learned our lesson and did not stop to remove the tarp, and it never rained again. When we finally get to the apartment, we start unloading the stuff and realize the bright idea of putting the tarp down, only allowed the rain to gather UNDER all the boxes.
The bed finally dried off today and I got a majority of my stuff unpacked but things are still in shambles at the new place. I'm still waiting for my fridge to show and I have no couch.
Tonight is the infamous Zamboni ride. Everyone is asking me if I'm excited - I totally am, really I am. But Mercury is in doing a moonwalk in Pisces and I still have 5 hours until game time.
Thursday, March 16, 2006
So...this is weird
Not only do I work at a new age company – but the owners are filming a movie in our offices this weekend. One of my grand duties is doing facilities stuff (we all remember the moving bitch –right?) and so I have to help get ready for it, which really is no problem but I’m getting distracted by the owner setting up his shots in my cubicle while I’m trying to read Dear Abby.
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
The Best Damn Cover Letter...EVER
Names have been changed to protect the innocent - but nothing else because it is that good.
Hi,My name is Joe Schmo, and I am a former writer and Art Director.
I will also tell you that I have absolutely no expectation of hearing back from you people, because while I haven't figured out exactly what Craigslist actually is, I do have a fairly good idea of what it isn't.It isn't a place to find jobs, because I fucking write in the subject header that I was a former writer in just about every fucking email I send out, but nobody ever gets back to contact me.
This of course is not to say that the fact that I wrote and art directed for 4 years is an immediate guarantee that I can expect to receive a reply to every one of my emails, but it does seem that I’d get one or two responses in 3 years of trying.
Let me also say that I have no problem getting work, it’s just that I’ve never gotten anything off of this piece of shit website. I have a book coming out at the end of this month called "Something or Other"( yes I changed it). Barnes and Noble is publishing it, so it's a decent chance I'm not some fucking hack, and it would make sense that I'd get the occasional email saying, "Hey, you don't seem like some fucking hack... do you want this job we are offering?" but that has never once happened on Craigslist. Currently I am writing another book, "Something or other part 2"(catch my drift) Also from Barnes and Noble, so I must be an entertaining writer... my credentials would certainly bear me out, and if you ever get back to me I may send you some samples, but that's not likely to happen, and fuck you very much for that.
I am also an illustrator and graphic designer. My titles were Art Director and Sr. Editor and been a creative director at a small ad agency, but it's extremely doubtful that anyone will even read this missive, let alone get back to me on it, so eat a large bowl of fuck, you collective group of shit-heels, you.
I am a published author and illustrator, I even have a short film, which I directed, animated and voiced in the Smithsonian. You may have heard of it…it’s that famous fucking museum in the nation's capitol. They have dinosaur bones, Fonzie's jacket, and my goddamned animated short... not too fucking shabby. Pretty damned remarkable if you ask most people. Most people who have nothing to do with Craigslist would think so, but you guys are Craigslist people, so you will never know how well I could do your stupid job. Douche bags!
Also, I do improv two nights a week in Los Angeles, so I'm a performer. I've written for the web, magazines, short stories, books, I have "recognizable credits," I've written in teams, in a pair, and solo.
I am a mother-fucking-one-of-a-kind-talent, but fuck you all in each of your pink puckered assholes, because you will not ever get back to me to find out for yourselves. (p/s my favorite line of the whole thing)
Let me also stress to you touchholes that I don't only "work blue" but I don't care in this case, because no one will ever read this email anyway, and if they do, there is absolutely no chance they will hit the reply button. That’s just not what Craigslist people do.
I fervently hope you all get bitten by poisonous rats, and the sickness causes your blood to actually heat up inside your body. I wish for your internal organs to swell up to 7 times their normal size, and your penises to drop off; Unless you have a vagina, in which case I pray it will grow larger and larger until it meets at the top of your head, and you split in half and die.
I do appreciate you taking time out of your busy day to read my email, I'm a team player, and would love the opportunity to work in a creative atmosphere.
Looking forward to hearing back from you, and God bless, (pp/s this is my boss's favorite line)
Joe Schmo
I swear I actually received this in an email for to be considered for a position. And yes, I do want to call him, but its not exactly my call.
Hi,My name is Joe Schmo, and I am a former writer and Art Director.
I will also tell you that I have absolutely no expectation of hearing back from you people, because while I haven't figured out exactly what Craigslist actually is, I do have a fairly good idea of what it isn't.It isn't a place to find jobs, because I fucking write in the subject header that I was a former writer in just about every fucking email I send out, but nobody ever gets back to contact me.
This of course is not to say that the fact that I wrote and art directed for 4 years is an immediate guarantee that I can expect to receive a reply to every one of my emails, but it does seem that I’d get one or two responses in 3 years of trying.
Let me also say that I have no problem getting work, it’s just that I’ve never gotten anything off of this piece of shit website. I have a book coming out at the end of this month called "Something or Other"( yes I changed it). Barnes and Noble is publishing it, so it's a decent chance I'm not some fucking hack, and it would make sense that I'd get the occasional email saying, "Hey, you don't seem like some fucking hack... do you want this job we are offering?" but that has never once happened on Craigslist. Currently I am writing another book, "Something or other part 2"(catch my drift) Also from Barnes and Noble, so I must be an entertaining writer... my credentials would certainly bear me out, and if you ever get back to me I may send you some samples, but that's not likely to happen, and fuck you very much for that.
I am also an illustrator and graphic designer. My titles were Art Director and Sr. Editor and been a creative director at a small ad agency, but it's extremely doubtful that anyone will even read this missive, let alone get back to me on it, so eat a large bowl of fuck, you collective group of shit-heels, you.
I am a published author and illustrator, I even have a short film, which I directed, animated and voiced in the Smithsonian. You may have heard of it…it’s that famous fucking museum in the nation's capitol. They have dinosaur bones, Fonzie's jacket, and my goddamned animated short... not too fucking shabby. Pretty damned remarkable if you ask most people. Most people who have nothing to do with Craigslist would think so, but you guys are Craigslist people, so you will never know how well I could do your stupid job. Douche bags!
Also, I do improv two nights a week in Los Angeles, so I'm a performer. I've written for the web, magazines, short stories, books, I have "recognizable credits," I've written in teams, in a pair, and solo.
I am a mother-fucking-one-of-a-kind-talent, but fuck you all in each of your pink puckered assholes, because you will not ever get back to me to find out for yourselves. (p/s my favorite line of the whole thing)
Let me also stress to you touchholes that I don't only "work blue" but I don't care in this case, because no one will ever read this email anyway, and if they do, there is absolutely no chance they will hit the reply button. That’s just not what Craigslist people do.
I fervently hope you all get bitten by poisonous rats, and the sickness causes your blood to actually heat up inside your body. I wish for your internal organs to swell up to 7 times their normal size, and your penises to drop off; Unless you have a vagina, in which case I pray it will grow larger and larger until it meets at the top of your head, and you split in half and die.
I do appreciate you taking time out of your busy day to read my email, I'm a team player, and would love the opportunity to work in a creative atmosphere.
Looking forward to hearing back from you, and God bless, (pp/s this is my boss's favorite line)
Joe Schmo
I swear I actually received this in an email for to be considered for a position. And yes, I do want to call him, but its not exactly my call.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Everybody Likes a Quickie
And so this post shall be quick...
24
OH DEAR GOD! How many more people can die on this show? Honestly the person I felt the most sorry for was the security dude stuck in holding with Lyn. Of course Lyn needed to redeem himself - after all it was his fault that the terrorist got in. Like I told Scott - it was like watching an old Star Trek episode and seeing Crewman#3 "Bob" go on a planet with Capt Kirk and you knew that he was the one that wasnt going to make it back.
RIP Harry - RIP
Move
Got a call from the new landlords - looks like I can start moving in my stuff tomorrow (woohoo!) I'll officially be in this weekend. I cannot wait. The thing that I'm most excited about is that I'm going to start cooking again. Where I'm at now, I cant cook - not like without ability, but more like no access. The stove doesnt work. So I will be at home every night whipping up new recipes - YES!
Mr. G was right...
I finally got a professional massage last night and it was so worth every penny.
Dont they ever learn?
I got the BEST cover letter EVER today for a job application. I will be posting it later because it deserves its own moment in the sun.
Thursday, March 09, 2006
No Bessie No!
If you know me even a little bit, you know that I have a thing for cows. Some people collect pigs others dogs, I like cows. Yes - let the mocking begin. Anyways, I found this website and thought it was funny - what I like most about it is when you roll your mouse over cow it goes flying. Kind of reminds me of this computer game Jacob and I love to play (and when I say love I mean LOOOOVE). Its from Nick.com's website and you have create electric fences to capture chickens. But if the chickens get caught in the electric pulse - you blow them. Its hours of quality fun to hear those chickens squeal. Man I'm demented.
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Take your pick...
What's funnier?
1) A woman sending a horrible picture of her posed in Goth attire as her job application
OR
2) A woman telling you, during a job interview, that her female Chihuahua likes to dry hump a cat.
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Edgar - NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Damn that Edgar not getting his ass out of CTU before being taken over by the nerve gas. Seriously, I teared up last night while watching him turn the corner, almost in slow motion and then see Chloe and the rest of the gang in the sealed situation room. BTW – what is up with Ponyboy looking like a child molester?
Monday, March 06, 2006
Tips from Me to You
One of the reasons why I havent been posting is because I have been busy recruiting. There are great things about recruiting - like finding a person you really like and hope they go all the way through and get the job. Then there are the times when you are sitting in the interview and hoping that there is a fire so you have a reason to run out of the room screaming. I've compiled a bit of tidbits or morsels of knowledge when interviewing for a job.
1) Dont throw a hissy fit about getting your parking validated. You are asking us for a job!
2) Dont tell us that part of your 5 year plan is to open up a brothel.
3) Dont bring your friend to an interview because she needs a job too. The appointment was just for you.
4) Yes, the receptionist's opinion is taken seriously - so be nice to them!
5) Please, for the love of God, if you sign the application and you state that you DON’T have any misdemeanors and/or felonies make sure that’s the truth. This whole “Uh, I didn’t know that was going to come up” doesn’t work.
6) Working Full Time means 40 hours a week, if you want your days off that means working nights, if you say you can work weekends, that means EVERY weekend.
7) Make the time to create a “professional” email address – your credibility does go down a bit if your email address is bigbuttlover69@ilikebigbutts.com (Yes I made it up)
8) Please, don’t flirt
9) There is a fine line between confident and arrogant.
10) When I ask you what kind of company you want to work for, don’t read from our company description in our job ad.
11) Professional references means people you have worked with or for – not the manager of the fast food restaurant you frequent twice a week.
1) Dont throw a hissy fit about getting your parking validated. You are asking us for a job!
2) Dont tell us that part of your 5 year plan is to open up a brothel.
3) Dont bring your friend to an interview because she needs a job too. The appointment was just for you.
4) Yes, the receptionist's opinion is taken seriously - so be nice to them!
5) Please, for the love of God, if you sign the application and you state that you DON’T have any misdemeanors and/or felonies make sure that’s the truth. This whole “Uh, I didn’t know that was going to come up” doesn’t work.
6) Working Full Time means 40 hours a week, if you want your days off that means working nights, if you say you can work weekends, that means EVERY weekend.
7) Make the time to create a “professional” email address – your credibility does go down a bit if your email address is bigbuttlover69@ilikebigbutts.com (Yes I made it up)
8) Please, don’t flirt
9) There is a fine line between confident and arrogant.
10) When I ask you what kind of company you want to work for, don’t read from our company description in our job ad.
11) Professional references means people you have worked with or for – not the manager of the fast food restaurant you frequent twice a week.
Friday, March 03, 2006
My Eye Is A Football
This is posted at the request of everyone who missed the 2nd period of the Kings game last night because we were too busy laughing our asses off to care about the game.
Last week I went to the optometrist to get my annual eye exam. When I walked in, he asked me if there was anything in particular that I had issues with – a question that up until that day, I had always said no to. So I tell him that I basically had 3 things:
1) I get headaches when I wear my glasses for an extended period of time
2) When driving at night, I see little halos around the lights
3) Every now and then I see little floaties in my eye (I know it sounds weird, work with me)
So he goes on with the exam and at the end of it he starts doing the big overview. Up until this point, all of my appointments have ended the same way – “Your vision hasn’t changed, are you sure you don’t want Lasik surgery?” Like I said…up until this point. He sits on his little stool and proceeds to go over my initial questions/concerns.
First he talks about the halos and my vision at night. He tells me that I have astigmatism in my left eye. Let me remind you that nothing has changed for me in 6 years – I get this shock to my system as if I have just been told I have cancer…why I don’t know, just the way I reacted to the news. I have heard of astigmatism but honestly I don’t know what it is…so he tells me that my eye is supposed to be the shape of a basketball and instead it is the shape of a football. Funny thing I that when I told this story last night – someone said that! Like its what they teach to optometrists in training to say when they are explaining astigmatism to people. Anyways, I’m still kind of jolted by the news and I ask about if its going to get better and if I can wear contacts. Its not that bad but it aint gonna ever get better.
Next up is the floaties issue. He tells me about how there is a gel-like fluid in your eyeball and sometimes little fluid breaks off and that’s what you see – the floaties and the doctor is telling me that it looks like wiggly things and I say “Well mine look like sperm” then he says “Some people say sperm”. Let me also add that this guy is this middle aged Asian man – for you kids that went to MKHS, think of Mr. Lee-Sung. He then asks me if I’ve seen flashing lights and I say no – he then proceeds to tell me that if I see a sudden surge of these floaties (like from 10/15 to 100) and flashes of light to call him immediately because it’s a sign that my retina is detaching. WOW – first astigmatism then retina detaching, what’s next?
So he takes my glasses and he wants to test the prescription. He comes back and tells me that he knows the reason why I get headaches – the prescription on my glasses is off in my right eye. My prescription is -4.00 and my glasses are -4.50 (that’s a lot people!) and I have been using contacts that are -4.25. I have been living a LIE! Remember, I have been using these same glasses for 6 YEARS. I felt like I had seen the light (but not in the retina detaching way).
After the appointment was over, I had to drive out see some friends and on the way I opted to call my mom and check in (because god knows if I don’t call at least once a day she thinks I’m dead). So she answers the phone and we chit chat and I tell her about my trip to the optometrist and I get to the astigmatism part (by now I’m more concerned about the floaties).
This is our conversation (because she was speaking in Spanish I’m going to leave it because it makes the conversation sooo much better):
Me: I went to the optometrist to have my eyes checked.
Mom: Que te dijo? (What did he tell you?)
Me: The doctor told me I have astigmatism in my left eye.
Mom: Aye Dios Mio! (Oh My God!)
Me: Mom its not a big deal, my eye is shaped like a football – but its not that bad.
Dad (in the background): Que paso Myriam? (What happened Myriam?)
Mom (to my dad): Melissa tiene un “astigmatism” en el ojo! (Melissa has an astigmatism in her eye!)
Dad (gets on the phone): Mija, eso es mi culpa. Lo agarastes de mi. (Mija, that’s my fault, you got that from me)
Mom (back on the phone): Estas bien? (Are you ok?)
Me: I’m fine (wondering why I overreacted in the first place). Ok, I have to go bye!
A couple of days later, I’m in a public restroom and all of a sudden I see a light flashing. The first thing that comes to mind is that my retina is detaching; like I’m wondering if I should up and run or wipe first. Then I look up and realize that the light bulb in the bathroom is going out…
Last week I went to the optometrist to get my annual eye exam. When I walked in, he asked me if there was anything in particular that I had issues with – a question that up until that day, I had always said no to. So I tell him that I basically had 3 things:
1) I get headaches when I wear my glasses for an extended period of time
2) When driving at night, I see little halos around the lights
3) Every now and then I see little floaties in my eye (I know it sounds weird, work with me)
So he goes on with the exam and at the end of it he starts doing the big overview. Up until this point, all of my appointments have ended the same way – “Your vision hasn’t changed, are you sure you don’t want Lasik surgery?” Like I said…up until this point. He sits on his little stool and proceeds to go over my initial questions/concerns.
First he talks about the halos and my vision at night. He tells me that I have astigmatism in my left eye. Let me remind you that nothing has changed for me in 6 years – I get this shock to my system as if I have just been told I have cancer…why I don’t know, just the way I reacted to the news. I have heard of astigmatism but honestly I don’t know what it is…so he tells me that my eye is supposed to be the shape of a basketball and instead it is the shape of a football. Funny thing I that when I told this story last night – someone said that! Like its what they teach to optometrists in training to say when they are explaining astigmatism to people. Anyways, I’m still kind of jolted by the news and I ask about if its going to get better and if I can wear contacts. Its not that bad but it aint gonna ever get better.
Next up is the floaties issue. He tells me about how there is a gel-like fluid in your eyeball and sometimes little fluid breaks off and that’s what you see – the floaties and the doctor is telling me that it looks like wiggly things and I say “Well mine look like sperm” then he says “Some people say sperm”. Let me also add that this guy is this middle aged Asian man – for you kids that went to MKHS, think of Mr. Lee-Sung. He then asks me if I’ve seen flashing lights and I say no – he then proceeds to tell me that if I see a sudden surge of these floaties (like from 10/15 to 100) and flashes of light to call him immediately because it’s a sign that my retina is detaching. WOW – first astigmatism then retina detaching, what’s next?
So he takes my glasses and he wants to test the prescription. He comes back and tells me that he knows the reason why I get headaches – the prescription on my glasses is off in my right eye. My prescription is -4.00 and my glasses are -4.50 (that’s a lot people!) and I have been using contacts that are -4.25. I have been living a LIE! Remember, I have been using these same glasses for 6 YEARS. I felt like I had seen the light (but not in the retina detaching way).
After the appointment was over, I had to drive out see some friends and on the way I opted to call my mom and check in (because god knows if I don’t call at least once a day she thinks I’m dead). So she answers the phone and we chit chat and I tell her about my trip to the optometrist and I get to the astigmatism part (by now I’m more concerned about the floaties).
This is our conversation (because she was speaking in Spanish I’m going to leave it because it makes the conversation sooo much better):
Me: I went to the optometrist to have my eyes checked.
Mom: Que te dijo? (What did he tell you?)
Me: The doctor told me I have astigmatism in my left eye.
Mom: Aye Dios Mio! (Oh My God!)
Me: Mom its not a big deal, my eye is shaped like a football – but its not that bad.
Dad (in the background): Que paso Myriam? (What happened Myriam?)
Mom (to my dad): Melissa tiene un “astigmatism” en el ojo! (Melissa has an astigmatism in her eye!)
Dad (gets on the phone): Mija, eso es mi culpa. Lo agarastes de mi. (Mija, that’s my fault, you got that from me)
Mom (back on the phone): Estas bien? (Are you ok?)
Me: I’m fine (wondering why I overreacted in the first place). Ok, I have to go bye!
A couple of days later, I’m in a public restroom and all of a sudden I see a light flashing. The first thing that comes to mind is that my retina is detaching; like I’m wondering if I should up and run or wipe first. Then I look up and realize that the light bulb in the bathroom is going out…
Shannon earns herself a post on the blog...
So I was watching Jeopardy on Wednesday night and one of the answers about some British philosopher was "John Locke". Got me to thinking, hmmmmm, LOST. There are no accidents on LOST. So, I researched the philosopher John Locke but had a hard time understanding most of what I was reading. Popped over to Wikipedia and found this connection...Hope you find it interesting.
Philosophy
John Locke, after whom the character John Locke is named, was a famous social contract philosopher who dealt with the relationship between nature and civilization. Also, the TV Locke's father is named Anthony Cooper, named for Lord Anthony Ashley-Cooper, the real-world John Locke's political mentor and patron. The real Locke believed that, in the state of nature, all men had equal rights to punish transgressors; to ensure fair judgment for all, governments were formed to better administer the laws. This philosophy is paralleled by the character of Locke, who embraces both nature and the need for organization among the survivors.
Here's another one:
Games
Locke is frequently connected with games. He teaches and plays backgammon with Walt, demonstrates Mouse Trap to a child in a flashback scene in "Deus Ex Machina", and plays Risk with a co-worker in "Walkabout". In " Exodus, Part 2" while handling dynamite, Locke asks Jack if he ever played Operation, joking that he "always got nailed by the funny bone"; he then proceeds to make a buzzing sound while lifting one of the fragile explosives. A startled Jack questions, "Do you like to play games, John?" Locke smiles and says "Absolutely."
Philosophy
John Locke, after whom the character John Locke is named, was a famous social contract philosopher who dealt with the relationship between nature and civilization. Also, the TV Locke's father is named Anthony Cooper, named for Lord Anthony Ashley-Cooper, the real-world John Locke's political mentor and patron. The real Locke believed that, in the state of nature, all men had equal rights to punish transgressors; to ensure fair judgment for all, governments were formed to better administer the laws. This philosophy is paralleled by the character of Locke, who embraces both nature and the need for organization among the survivors.
Here's another one:
Games
Locke is frequently connected with games. He teaches and plays backgammon with Walt, demonstrates Mouse Trap to a child in a flashback scene in "Deus Ex Machina", and plays Risk with a co-worker in "Walkabout". In " Exodus, Part 2" while handling dynamite, Locke asks Jack if he ever played Operation, joking that he "always got nailed by the funny bone"; he then proceeds to make a buzzing sound while lifting one of the fragile explosives. A startled Jack questions, "Do you like to play games, John?" Locke smiles and says "Absolutely."
Celebrity Sightings!
Damn the last 24 hrs have been exciting in the celebrity sightings department!
At the hockey game last night, we saw Pat Sajak. Yes, I screamed "Can I buy a vowel!" - huh Rozanne.
While walking from the METRO station, we saw David Spade filming in a movie.
While in Hollywood and Highland - saw James Pickens Jr who plays the Chief on Grey's Anatomy.
Walking back from Hollywood and Highland (along with all the Oscar Hooplah) saw Doris Roberts getting the mini-red carpet treatment.
Oh yeah, and also saw lots of fake boobies - thats for Rozanne.
At the hockey game last night, we saw Pat Sajak. Yes, I screamed "Can I buy a vowel!" - huh Rozanne.
While walking from the METRO station, we saw David Spade filming in a movie.
While in Hollywood and Highland - saw James Pickens Jr who plays the Chief on Grey's Anatomy.
Walking back from Hollywood and Highland (along with all the Oscar Hooplah) saw Doris Roberts getting the mini-red carpet treatment.
Oh yeah, and also saw lots of fake boobies - thats for Rozanne.
Thursday, March 02, 2006
LOST - Finally!
We got ourselves a game people! LOST freaking RULED last night and I barely got home in time to see it. Damn that invite for drinks and the lack of parking in my hood - never the less..moving on.
Things that were picked up on - just for Scott.
Things that were picked up on - just for Scott.
- The song that the airplane mobile played was "Catch A Falling Star And Put It In Your Pocket." This is the same song that Claire asked the potential adoptive parents if they knew, in her flashback last season. She asked them if they knew "Catch A Falling Star" and the woman answered that she did, and Claire said that they should sing it to her baby, because her dad used to sing it to her. So, question, could Claire's father somehow possibly be involved?
- On the same mobile, all the airplanes said "Oceanic Airlines."
- The guy talking to Ethan outside the room was M.C. Gainey, aka Mr. Friendly, aka Zeke... without the use of his fake hair and prosthetics. So, since that was Zeke, we now know that there is another "Him" who is in charge, thanks to what he said to Ethan: 'You were supposed to make the list and then bring her in... Well, what I am I supposed to tell HIM? Do you know what HE's gonna do when HE finds out.' Again, I'm not saying my gut instincts out loud: I'm *GUESSING* (only a guess) it could be A)Henry Gale or B) (and this one's way out there) Claire's father?
- Hurley's Numbers were on the injection bottle that Ethan injected into Claire's stomach.
(p/s I totally just stole those from Kristin from EOnline-but she just categorized them so nicely!)
I have to say that the episode was exactly what we've been waiting for. I loved Sawyer's comeback to Kate's "I need a gun and you dont get to ask why" line. I hope that Locke doesnt fall for the little mind screw that Henry Gale is doing on him. And what was that all about with Eko cutting off those chin hairs?
Now back to work.
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Potpourri of TV Fun!
Yes, I know its been a while - even got an IM with tude about the lack of post (JUAN!). My only computer access is at work and I've been, whats the word - WORKING! So I will try to type as fast as I can while I cover the receptionist and have some downtime from the interviewing and such.
24
The Hobbit is going down! Not saying anymore since Scott thought it was more important to play volleyball than the possible death of Agent Aaron. Quite the butt clencher Scott, quite the butt clencher.
American Idol
The girls sucked last night and the bitch has come out!
24
The Hobbit is going down! Not saying anymore since Scott thought it was more important to play volleyball than the possible death of Agent Aaron. Quite the butt clencher Scott, quite the butt clencher.
American Idol
The girls sucked last night and the bitch has come out!
Her name is Brenna and for sheer entertainment I hope she stays on.
I still have my faves though...
Girls: Katherine McPhee, Lisa Tucker, and Paris
The boys sing tonight and I have already jumped on the bandwagons...Ace, Chris, and Taylor
(God how I love Ace)
Amazing Race
Thank God Amazing Race is back and with force! Little tidbits from the premiere last night - as you might know teams of 2 compete for a million buckaroos by racing around the world. Already I'm picking sides!
Lifelong "friends" - ok - say you are gay, its ok. And what the hell was that all about the whole "bring out the genie" crap? They said that its their little joke that when they need luck they pull out the genie. I swear he was going to pull out his penis.
The Screaming Sisters – oh my god these ladies were getting on my nerves! I hope they are out next.
Lake – LAKE! Your name is LAKE! What cracked me up was that he introduced himself to someone as Lake like the ocean and the guy said, I’m Ray, like the sun. Ugh, I’m going to hate him all season long.
Pretty boys – one guy is actually good to look at but he has his nipples pierced – what makes you think that’s attractive? Its not – just makes me want to hook a leash on you and lead you around…wait that aint a bad idea….
Double D’s – you know there is going to be some Real World hooking up between these tramps and the pretty boys – I’m just sayin’
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