Wednesday, August 06, 2008
SOTD 8/6/08: Close To You, The Carpenters
Why do birds
Suddenly appear?
Everytime you are near
Just like me
They long to be
Close to you
Why do stars
Fall down from the sky?
Everytime you walk by
Just like me
They long to be
Close to you
(*) on the day that you were born
The angels got together and decided
To create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moondust in your hair
Of gold and starlight in your eyes of blue
(**) that is why all the girls in town
Follow you all around
Just like me
They long to be
Close to you
Repeat (*)
Repeat (**)
Just like me
They long to be
Close to you
Woo... close to you...
Suddenly appear?
Everytime you are near
Just like me
They long to be
Close to you
Why do stars
Fall down from the sky?
Everytime you walk by
Just like me
They long to be
Close to you
(*) on the day that you were born
The angels got together and decided
To create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moondust in your hair
Of gold and starlight in your eyes of blue
(**) that is why all the girls in town
Follow you all around
Just like me
They long to be
Close to you
Repeat (*)
Repeat (**)
Just like me
They long to be
Close to you
Woo... close to you...
Tuesday, August 05, 2008
What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?
I got a brief lunch from the McDonald's drive thru today and underwent an experience I have almost every time I *go* through this particular drive thru.
Them: Here's your meal (hands over bag) and your tea
Me: Thanks. Hey, can I have some ketchup too?
Them: What?
Me: Ketchup
Them: Oh, sure
Sometimes we repeat that last step a few times--Ketchup. What? Ketchup. What?
What's my problem, you ask?
It's this:
Fast food server, you've just handed me my food--heck you've probably done this 200 times by this point today and
NOTHING RHYMES WITH KETCHUP!!
You're hanging your *head* out the drive thru window of a fast food restaurant, you've just handed me a bag containing french fries, and nothing. rhymes. with. ketchup.
What do you think I just asked for? Could it really be anything other than ketchup? Could you wait 5 seconds for your ears to get the word ketchup to your brain before you say what**? Does it have to be like this every time?
Srsly.
Just hand over the ketchup
(What?)
Them: Here's your meal (hands over bag) and your tea
Me: Thanks. Hey, can I have some ketchup too?
Them: What?
Me: Ketchup
Them: Oh, sure
Sometimes we repeat that last step a few times--Ketchup. What? Ketchup. What?
What's my problem, you ask?
It's this:
Fast food server, you've just handed me my food--heck you've probably done this 200 times by this point today and
NOTHING RHYMES WITH KETCHUP!!
You're hanging your *head* out the drive thru window of a fast food restaurant, you've just handed me a bag containing french fries, and nothing. rhymes. with. ketchup.
What do you think I just asked for? Could it really be anything other than ketchup? Could you wait 5 seconds for your ears to get the word ketchup to your brain before you say what**? Does it have to be like this every time?
Srsly.
Just hand over the ketchup
(What?)
**
Stop now if you don't want to read about bras.
Well, I figured it was only fair to warn. Underwear is one of my favorite subjects and pastimes, so, really it's no surprise, but...
A couple weeks ago I went to the Renaissance Faire with a girlfriend of mine. Before the event, she and I went looking for something fun to wear whilst hassling the knights and hurling tomatoes at the Vegetable Justice guy.
We went to several places (Torrid, Charlotte Russe, Hot Topic), but finally ended up finding something for her at Frederick's of Hollywood. Not something icky either! It was super cute--a corset, yes, but really cute.
Which bring me to the point of my post. I always thought F of H was a place one would go to get slinky--peut etre even trashy--lingerie (not that there's anything wrong with that), but while I was there I ended up buying some actual, wearable underthings.
Ladies! They actually have attractive/sexy, functional bras that feel good! I had no idea! Why didn't anyone ever tell me this? They've ones that fit (even) me, and what's more, in the size that fits me, all the stuff I want conatained stays contained! And they're cute too--good patterns and styles. Even polka dots!
Much better (albeit harder to get to) than that other underwear store at which I have the white VIP credit card. You know, the one they send you to replace the pink one? After you've spent 6 million dollars.
Anyway. Frederick's of Hollywood. Go. And take me with you.
A couple weeks ago I went to the Renaissance Faire with a girlfriend of mine. Before the event, she and I went looking for something fun to wear whilst hassling the knights and hurling tomatoes at the Vegetable Justice guy.
We went to several places (Torrid, Charlotte Russe, Hot Topic), but finally ended up finding something for her at Frederick's of Hollywood. Not something icky either! It was super cute--a corset, yes, but really cute.
Which bring me to the point of my post. I always thought F of H was a place one would go to get slinky--peut etre even trashy--lingerie (not that there's anything wrong with that), but while I was there I ended up buying some actual, wearable underthings.
Ladies! They actually have attractive/sexy, functional bras that feel good! I had no idea! Why didn't anyone ever tell me this? They've ones that fit (even) me, and what's more, in the size that fits me, all the stuff I want conatained stays contained! And they're cute too--good patterns and styles. Even polka dots!
Much better (albeit harder to get to) than that other underwear store at which I have the white VIP credit card. You know, the one they send you to replace the pink one? After you've spent 6 million dollars.
Anyway. Frederick's of Hollywood. Go. And take me with you.
Monday, August 04, 2008
My college roommate Tim...
Boy, I could start a lot of sentences with that.
...once bought a hamster that ended up having 6 babies the day after he brought it home.
...only ate his bacon if it was just barely warmed and still wiggly.
...did a very good Bob Dylan impression
...was the only one in Grant South who liked Korean Beef from the cafeteria
...used to call me "--edith", since everyone else called me "Mere"
...always wore his "dress" green jeans on dates
...once got peed on by his dorm roomie on the middle of the night while he was lying in his own bed
...always called cigarettes "squares"
and most importantly to this post
...used to call to call the bathroom: The Evacuation Station
You can imagine my laughter, then, when I saw this poster on the wall at HCZ. I *do* like to see my options well marked and posted on the wall in the copy room.
'Case I forget.
...once bought a hamster that ended up having 6 babies the day after he brought it home.
...only ate his bacon if it was just barely warmed and still wiggly.
...did a very good Bob Dylan impression
...was the only one in Grant South who liked Korean Beef from the cafeteria
...used to call me "--edith", since everyone else called me "Mere"
...always wore his "dress" green jeans on dates
...once got peed on by his dorm roomie on the middle of the night while he was lying in his own bed
...always called cigarettes "squares"
and most importantly to this post
...used to call to call the bathroom: The Evacuation Station
You can imagine my laughter, then, when I saw this poster on the wall at HCZ. I *do* like to see my options well marked and posted on the wall in the copy room.
'Case I forget.
How many people do you know with an Atari tattoo?
Myself, I just know one. And she rocks! :)
Mmmm, chocolate martinis. If you're ever in Gurnee near Monkey Dish, I highly recommend trying one. Or 5. But, really, one oughta do it.
Ok, this is the last you'll have to hear about my birthday...
...until December when the half-birthday celebrations begin!
I had a really super fun birthday dinner on Friday in the city! Ate homemade dinner with real plates and actual cloth napkins, sat on the balcony and looked at the Sears Tower (which, although I've lived near it my whole life, is really quite remarkable), got to hold an adorable newborn baby, watched James Bond (Goldeneye specifically), did a better job of sleeping through the night. Very much fun!
Some pics...my adorable birthday cake (which I'm told is Belle?), the Sears Tower (with a 1.3 mp cell phone camera in the dark--forgive), and one of my birthday presents which, although I hate to admit it, is funny cause it's true. I do like a good tiara :).
I had a really super fun birthday dinner on Friday in the city! Ate homemade dinner with real plates and actual cloth napkins, sat on the balcony and looked at the Sears Tower (which, although I've lived near it my whole life, is really quite remarkable), got to hold an adorable newborn baby, watched James Bond (Goldeneye specifically), did a better job of sleeping through the night. Very much fun!
Some pics...my adorable birthday cake (which I'm told is Belle?), the Sears Tower (with a 1.3 mp cell phone camera in the dark--forgive), and one of my birthday presents which, although I hate to admit it, is funny cause it's true. I do like a good tiara :).
SOTD 8/4/08: Real Love, Mary J Blige
Audio
We are lovers true and through and though
we made it through the storm
I really want you to realize
I really want to put you on
I've been searchin' for someone
To satisfy my every need
Won't you be my inspiration
Be the real love that I need
Real love
I'm searchin' for a real love
Someone to set my heart free
Real love
I'm searchin' for a real love
Oooh, when I met you I just knew
That you would take my heart and run
Until you told me how you felt for me
You said I'm not the one
So I slowly came to see
All of the things that you were made of
And now I hope my dreams and inspirations
Lead me to want some real love
I got to have a real love
Loves so true and oh baby
I thought your love was true
I thought you were the answer to
The questions in my mind
But it seems that I was wrong
If I stay strong maybe
I'll find my real love
So I try my best and pray to God
He'll send me someone real
To caress me and to guide me towards
A love my heart can feel
Now I know I can be faithful
I can be your all in all
I'll give you good lovin' through the summertime,
winter, spring, and fall
(x2)
You see I'm searching for a real love
And I don't know where to go
Been around the world and high and low
And still I'll never know
How it feels to have a real love
Cause it seems it's not around
Gotta end it in this way because it
Seems he can't be found
(x2)
We are lovers true and through and though
we made it through the storm
I really want you to realize
I really want to put you on
I've been searchin' for someone
To satisfy my every need
Won't you be my inspiration
Be the real love that I need
Real love
I'm searchin' for a real love
Someone to set my heart free
Real love
I'm searchin' for a real love
Oooh, when I met you I just knew
That you would take my heart and run
Until you told me how you felt for me
You said I'm not the one
So I slowly came to see
All of the things that you were made of
And now I hope my dreams and inspirations
Lead me to want some real love
I got to have a real love
Loves so true and oh baby
I thought your love was true
I thought you were the answer to
The questions in my mind
But it seems that I was wrong
If I stay strong maybe
I'll find my real love
So I try my best and pray to God
He'll send me someone real
To caress me and to guide me towards
A love my heart can feel
Now I know I can be faithful
I can be your all in all
I'll give you good lovin' through the summertime,
winter, spring, and fall
You see I'm searching for a real love
And I don't know where to go
Been around the world and high and low
And still I'll never know
How it feels to have a real love
Cause it seems it's not around
Gotta end it in this way because it
Seems he can't be found
Sunday, August 03, 2008
SOTN 8/3/08: Theme Song to "The Facts of Life"
Audio
You take the good, you take the bad,
you take them both and there you have
The facts of life, the facts of life.
There’s a time you got to go and show
You’re growin’ now you know about the facts of life,
The facts of life.
When the world never seems to be livin up to your dreams
And suddenly you’re finding out
The facts of life are all about you, you.
It takes a lot to get ‘em right
When you’re learning the facts of life. (learning the facts of life)
Learning the facts of life (learning the facts of life)
Learning the facts of life.
You take the good, you take the bad,
you take them both and there you have
The facts of life, the facts of life.
There’s a time you got to go and show
You’re growin’ now you know about the facts of life,
The facts of life.
When the world never seems to be livin up to your dreams
And suddenly you’re finding out
The facts of life are all about you, you.
It takes a lot to get ‘em right
When you’re learning the facts of life. (learning the facts of life)
Learning the facts of life (learning the facts of life)
Learning the facts of life.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
SOTD 7/30/08: Realize, Colby Caillat
Audio
Take time to realize
That your warmth is
Crashing down on me
Take time to realize
That I am on your side
Well didn't I, didn't I tell you
But I can't spell it out for you
No it's never gonna be that simple
No I can't spell it out for you
If you just realize
What I just realized
That we'd be perfect for each other
And we'll never find another
Just realize
What I just realized
We'd never have to wonder
If we missed out on each other, now
Take time to realize
Oh oh, I'm on your side
Didn't I, didn't I tell you
Take time to realize
Oh oh, I'm on your side
Oh ooo oh ooo oh
But I can't spell it out for you
No it's never gonna be that simple
No I can't spell it out for you
If you just realize
What I just realized
That we'd be perfect for each other
And we'll never find another
Just realize
What I just realized
We'd never have to wonder
If we missed out on each other, but
It's not the same
No it's never the same
If you don't feel it too
If you meet me half way
If you would meet me half way
It could be the same for you
If you just realize
What I just realized
That we'd be perfect for each other
And we'll never find another
Just realize
What I just realized
We'd never have to wonder
If we missed out on each other
Just realize
What I just realized
That we'd be perfect for each other
And we'll never find another
Just realize
What I just realized
We'd never have to wonder
If we missed out on each other, now
Missed out on each other now
Missed out on each other now
Missed out on each other now
Take time to realize
That your warmth is
Crashing down on me
Take time to realize
That I am on your side
Well didn't I, didn't I tell you
But I can't spell it out for you
No it's never gonna be that simple
No I can't spell it out for you
If you just realize
What I just realized
That we'd be perfect for each other
And we'll never find another
Just realize
What I just realized
We'd never have to wonder
If we missed out on each other, now
Take time to realize
Oh oh, I'm on your side
Didn't I, didn't I tell you
Take time to realize
Oh oh, I'm on your side
Oh ooo oh ooo oh
But I can't spell it out for you
No it's never gonna be that simple
No I can't spell it out for you
If you just realize
What I just realized
That we'd be perfect for each other
And we'll never find another
Just realize
What I just realized
We'd never have to wonder
If we missed out on each other, but
It's not the same
No it's never the same
If you don't feel it too
If you meet me half way
If you would meet me half way
It could be the same for you
If you just realize
What I just realized
That we'd be perfect for each other
And we'll never find another
Just realize
What I just realized
We'd never have to wonder
If we missed out on each other
Just realize
What I just realized
That we'd be perfect for each other
And we'll never find another
Just realize
What I just realized
We'd never have to wonder
If we missed out on each other, now
Missed out on each other now
Missed out on each other now
Missed out on each other now
SOTD 7/29/08: When I Grow Up, Pussy Cat Dolls
I'm never going to...
Boys call you sexy
And you don’t care what they say
See everytime you turn around they screaming your name
Boys call you sexy
And you don’t care what they say
See everytime you turn around they screaming your name
Now ive got a confession
When I was young I wanted attention
And I promised myself that I’d do anything
Anything at all for them to notice me
But I aint complaining
We all wanna be famous
So go ahead and say what you wanna say
You don’t know what its like to be nameless
Want them to know what your name is
Cus see when I was younger I would say
When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star,
I wanna be in movies
When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have groupies
When I grow up
Be on tv
People know me
Be on magazines
When I grow up
Fresh and clean
Number one chick when I step out on the scene
Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
They used to tell me I was silly
Until I poped up on the tv
I always wanted to be a superstar
And knew that singing songs would get me this far
But I aint complaining
We all wanna be famous
So go ahead and say what you wanna say
You don’t know what its like to be nameless
Want them to know what your name is
Cus see when I was younger I would say
When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star,
I wanna be in movies
When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have groupies
When I grow up
Be on tv
People know me
Be on magazines
When I grow up
Fresh and clean
Number one chick when I step out on the scene
Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
I see them staring at me
Oh im a trendsetter
Yes this is true cus what I do, no one can do it better
You can talk about me, cus im a hot topic
I see you watching me watching me and I know you want it
When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star,
I wanna be in movies
When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have groupies
When I grow up
Be on tv
People know me
Be on magazines
When I grow up
Fresh and clean
Number one chick when I step out on the scene
Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star,
I wanna be in movies
When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have groupies
When I grow up
Be on tv
People know me
Be on magazines
When I grow up
Fresh and clean
Number one chick when I step out on the scene
Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
Boys call you sexy
And you don’t care what they say
See everytime you turn around they screaming your name
Boys call you sexy
And you don’t care what they say
See everytime you turn around they screaming your name
Now ive got a confession
When I was young I wanted attention
And I promised myself that I’d do anything
Anything at all for them to notice me
But I aint complaining
We all wanna be famous
So go ahead and say what you wanna say
You don’t know what its like to be nameless
Want them to know what your name is
Cus see when I was younger I would say
When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star,
I wanna be in movies
When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have groupies
When I grow up
Be on tv
People know me
Be on magazines
When I grow up
Fresh and clean
Number one chick when I step out on the scene
Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
They used to tell me I was silly
Until I poped up on the tv
I always wanted to be a superstar
And knew that singing songs would get me this far
But I aint complaining
We all wanna be famous
So go ahead and say what you wanna say
You don’t know what its like to be nameless
Want them to know what your name is
Cus see when I was younger I would say
When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star,
I wanna be in movies
When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have groupies
When I grow up
Be on tv
People know me
Be on magazines
When I grow up
Fresh and clean
Number one chick when I step out on the scene
Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
I see them staring at me
Oh im a trendsetter
Yes this is true cus what I do, no one can do it better
You can talk about me, cus im a hot topic
I see you watching me watching me and I know you want it
When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star,
I wanna be in movies
When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have groupies
When I grow up
Be on tv
People know me
Be on magazines
When I grow up
Fresh and clean
Number one chick when I step out on the scene
Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star,
I wanna be in movies
When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have groupies
When I grow up
Be on tv
People know me
Be on magazines
When I grow up
Fresh and clean
Number one chick when I step out on the scene
Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it
What's with the shoes?
Specifically today in the middle of the Walmart parking lot, but really, all over the place. On the side of the road, on the highway median, next to the tollbooth at the Cumberland Toll last week, tied together and thrown over the power lines (my personal favorite), next to stop signs, in the parking lot of my gym.
I, myself, have never accidentally come home without my shoes. I've never been driving along and had my shoe fly off and land on the side of the road (although those of you who know me IRL might not believe me)--and what's more, if my shoe did fly off, I'd stop and get it. And neither has a spare pair of my shoes thrown itself out the window onto the macadam.
I do not understand. Where do all the spare shoes come from?
I, myself, have never accidentally come home without my shoes. I've never been driving along and had my shoe fly off and land on the side of the road (although those of you who know me IRL might not believe me)--and what's more, if my shoe did fly off, I'd stop and get it. And neither has a spare pair of my shoes thrown itself out the window onto the macadam.
I do not understand. Where do all the spare shoes come from?
Thursday, July 24, 2008
If I didn't have my social butterfly merit badge already...
...I certainly will after this weekend!
Tomorrow I'm going down to the city (the big big city). Yep, I think this might be the final birthday celebration of my year, which isn't bad, considering it's been almost a month. Not sure where we're going, but I'm sure it will involve drinking. Lots and lots of drinking. At least that's what I was told. Also possibly something about a balloon animal hat.
Saturday I am babysitting my incredibly (incredibly) cute niece while my sissy and BIL Nick are out doing...something.
Sunday? The Renaissance Faire! I can't wait to put on my corset and give some knight a hard time!!! I think it might serve the other people in my life well too, as I should have some of the edge taken off me by the time I leave the faire. [Sarcasm, just one of the free services I offer.]
Either that or I'll just be warmed up and ready to go, and good luck to the next soul I run into. We shall see... ;)
Tomorrow I'm going down to the city (the big big city). Yep, I think this might be the final birthday celebration of my year, which isn't bad, considering it's been almost a month. Not sure where we're going, but I'm sure it will involve drinking. Lots and lots of drinking. At least that's what I was told. Also possibly something about a balloon animal hat.
Saturday I am babysitting my incredibly (incredibly) cute niece while my sissy and BIL Nick are out doing...something.
Sunday? The Renaissance Faire! I can't wait to put on my corset and give some knight a hard time!!! I think it might serve the other people in my life well too, as I should have some of the edge taken off me by the time I leave the faire. [Sarcasm, just one of the free services I offer.]
Either that or I'll just be warmed up and ready to go, and good luck to the next soul I run into. We shall see... ;)
Yes--Ty--there really is a social butterfly
It was insinuated today that I am a social butterfly! Well, I never.
This, from the guy who wrote "Hi!" on my arm during the 9am meeting (the one that has monetary fines for disturbing the peace. And arriving late. And not having your phone on Shhh. And not having your stuff done. And making outgoing phone calls).
He should *so* have to pay a dollar for writing on me.
Speaking of Hooters. Well, okay, not really, but it's where some of the boys went to lunch today and it's on my mind. Now, I've been to this Hooters and honestly, the only worthwhile girls are the curly-haired one and the red-headed one. The rest make you want to scratch your eyes out. Especially the one with the dark hair all ratted up on top of her head. Eww. I don't get it. Is there a Hooters with attractive women serving eats? I'm just curious.
And. AND!! Get some new dance tights for the love of God! They make those heavy Lycra dance tights in the sandal foot/sheer-to-waist variety in dance stores all over town! I have some--do you want mine?
Mother of pearl, why don't they just wear black bras under white shirts while they're at it? Accidental trashiness is just a shame. If you're gonna do it, do it right.
And I'm not being catty, either. I can deal with competition from pretty girls.
Usually in the alley behind the restaurant.
I rarely break a nail.
This, from the guy who wrote "Hi!" on my arm during the 9am meeting (the one that has monetary fines for disturbing the peace. And arriving late. And not having your phone on Shhh. And not having your stuff done. And making outgoing phone calls).
He should *so* have to pay a dollar for writing on me.
Speaking of Hooters. Well, okay, not really, but it's where some of the boys went to lunch today and it's on my mind. Now, I've been to this Hooters and honestly, the only worthwhile girls are the curly-haired one and the red-headed one. The rest make you want to scratch your eyes out. Especially the one with the dark hair all ratted up on top of her head. Eww. I don't get it. Is there a Hooters with attractive women serving eats? I'm just curious.
And. AND!! Get some new dance tights for the love of God! They make those heavy Lycra dance tights in the sandal foot/sheer-to-waist variety in dance stores all over town! I have some--do you want mine?
Mother of pearl, why don't they just wear black bras under white shirts while they're at it? Accidental trashiness is just a shame. If you're gonna do it, do it right.
And I'm not being catty, either. I can deal with competition from pretty girls.
Usually in the alley behind the restaurant.
I rarely break a nail.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
SOTD 7/21/08: Shake It, Metro Station
Best if turned up to eleven, with your foot out the window*
I'll take you home if you don't leave me at the front door (front door)
Your body's cold, but girl we're getting so warm
And I was thinking of ways that I could get inside (get inside)
Tonight you're falling in love (let me go now)
The feelings stirring me up (here we go now)
Now if she does it like this will you do it like that
Now if she touches like this, will you touch her right back
Now if she moves like this, will you move it like that (come on)
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Your lips tremble but your eyes are in a straight stare (straight stare)
you're on the bed but your clothes are laying right there
And I was thinking of places that I could hide
Tonight you're falling in love (let me go now)
The feelings stirring me up (here we go now)
Now if she does it like this will you do it like that
Now if she touches like this, will you touch her right back
Now if she moves like this, will you move it like that (come on)
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
I saw you dancing and I couldn't get you off my mind
(I could tell that you could tell that I was taking my time)
I was thinking of ways that you would stay and be mine
(Your body's shaking, turn me on, so I can turn out the lights)
Now if she does it like this will you do it like that
Now if she touches like this, will you touch her right back
Now if she moves like this, will you move it like that (come on)
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
*I might make this my new theme song. I think everyone should shake it. Even you Wisconsinites--work it. Uh huh, Canada, it's your turn to shine.
I'll take you home if you don't leave me at the front door (front door)
Your body's cold, but girl we're getting so warm
And I was thinking of ways that I could get inside (get inside)
Tonight you're falling in love (let me go now)
The feelings stirring me up (here we go now)
Now if she does it like this will you do it like that
Now if she touches like this, will you touch her right back
Now if she moves like this, will you move it like that (come on)
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Your lips tremble but your eyes are in a straight stare (straight stare)
you're on the bed but your clothes are laying right there
And I was thinking of places that I could hide
Tonight you're falling in love (let me go now)
The feelings stirring me up (here we go now)
Now if she does it like this will you do it like that
Now if she touches like this, will you touch her right back
Now if she moves like this, will you move it like that (come on)
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
I saw you dancing and I couldn't get you off my mind
(I could tell that you could tell that I was taking my time)
I was thinking of ways that you would stay and be mine
(Your body's shaking, turn me on, so I can turn out the lights)
Now if she does it like this will you do it like that
Now if she touches like this, will you touch her right back
Now if she moves like this, will you move it like that (come on)
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
*I might make this my new theme song. I think everyone should shake it. Even you Wisconsinites--work it. Uh huh, Canada, it's your turn to shine.
New stuff in Woodstock
A new cafe (they spell it caffe, but I do as I please) that appears to be planning to serve gelato and other wonderful things. If you're familiar with the actual Woodstock Square, it's going to be where Tip Top Bistro was. If you're familiar with the movie Groundhog Day, it's going to be where the Tip Top Cafe was.
Also, where Harvest Moon restaurant used to be, an Irish pub named--what else--O'Leary's is under construction. Ahh, 2 of my favorite things combined into one: Irish and pub
Also, where Harvest Moon restaurant used to be, an Irish pub named--what else--O'Leary's is under construction. Ahh, 2 of my favorite things combined into one: Irish and pub
Sunday, July 20, 2008
If I'm awake, you're awake.
I actually slept pretty well this weekend!
Course, now here it is a school night and I'm lying here on my stomach with my head under the pillow talking to you all, instead of sleeping. All I need now is a comic book, a flashlight, and a walkie talkie to talk to my friend next door.
I should stay at my parents' house once in a while, cause then I could employ the time-honored: "Mommmmm? Can I have a glass of waterrrrrr?"*
Something to consider.
*And yes, I *am* spoiled enough to have a mom who really would bring me a glass of water.
SOTD 7/20/08: Sweet City Woman, The Stampeders
OH this is one of my favorite songs of all time!! I'm so glad my subconscious dredged it up!
I love banjo music (shut up) and this particular song reminds me of a singular incident in college that was particularly enjoyable. I was driving down Normal Rd past the library thoroughly enjoying Sweet City Woman and I nearly ran over a boy I had a HUGE crush on, who was crossing the street. He stopped to pretend-scold me and I was nearly suffocated by the Davidoff Cool Water. Sighhhhh :)
He was my lab partner. Black leather jacket, short hair, Travis...something...
Anyway--The Stampeders
The best verse?
Like a country mornin', all snuggled in dew
Ah she's got a way to make a man feel shiny and new
And she sing in the evenin', oh familiar tunes
And she feeds me love and tenderness and macaroons
Ain't nobody don't like macaroons...
I love banjo music (shut up) and this particular song reminds me of a singular incident in college that was particularly enjoyable. I was driving down Normal Rd past the library thoroughly enjoying Sweet City Woman and I nearly ran over a boy I had a HUGE crush on, who was crossing the street. He stopped to pretend-scold me and I was nearly suffocated by the Davidoff Cool Water. Sighhhhh :)
He was my lab partner. Black leather jacket, short hair, Travis...something...
Anyway--The Stampeders
The best verse?
Like a country mornin', all snuggled in dew
Ah she's got a way to make a man feel shiny and new
And she sing in the evenin', oh familiar tunes
And she feeds me love and tenderness and macaroons
Ain't nobody don't like macaroons...
Just like in Se7en, when they're out in the desert...
...and that FedEx truck pulls up and the guy gets out with a box, and you don't think to yourself, "Huh, wonder what's in the box?", but, instead, your very first thought is,
"That's the perfect size box for a human head".
Tooo many horror movies.
"That's the perfect size box for a human head".
Tooo many horror movies.
You know you've seen too many horror movies when...
I'm alone in the house right now. I've been boxing things up and moving stuff down to the dining room, coiling cords, dusting, reading a few pages from a scary book I just got, here and there in between. It's quiet in the house, no TV or radio on.
So, just now, I had my head under the bed as I was pulling some stuff out from under it and heard a faint, sort of musical tone--kind of like a music box. I quickly determined that it wasn't my cellphone (as my current ringtone is crickets) and a super-creepy sense of there's-someone-in-my-house dread totally washed over me. Eeek! Goosebumps and everything.
Then, as I realized the tune was a little familiar, it's summer, and I live in the suburbs, I looked out my bedroom window. Yep, it was the ice cream truck.
But, as the post title says, how do you know you've seen too many horror movies?
When you're home alone, and you hear faint, tinny, unplaceably creepy music, and you look out the bedroom window into the encroaching twilight to see that the music is coming from the ice cream truck that is heading up the hill toward your house, and you feel MORE scared instead of LESS??
THAT, my friend, is when you know you've seen too many scary movies.
So, just now, I had my head under the bed as I was pulling some stuff out from under it and heard a faint, sort of musical tone--kind of like a music box. I quickly determined that it wasn't my cellphone (as my current ringtone is crickets) and a super-creepy sense of there's-someone-in-my-house dread totally washed over me. Eeek! Goosebumps and everything.
Then, as I realized the tune was a little familiar, it's summer, and I live in the suburbs, I looked out my bedroom window. Yep, it was the ice cream truck.
But, as the post title says, how do you know you've seen too many horror movies?
When you're home alone, and you hear faint, tinny, unplaceably creepy music, and you look out the bedroom window into the encroaching twilight to see that the music is coming from the ice cream truck that is heading up the hill toward your house, and you feel MORE scared instead of LESS??
THAT, my friend, is when you know you've seen too many scary movies.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
This is actually a pretty decent place to eat!
I've been to Noodles & Company a few times for dinner, and honestly, even though it's a pasta chain, I'm starting to really like it. I'm usually in there alone (with my Newcastle Brown Ale and my books about murder, making out, or a combination thereof) and I've only had one dish, the spicy Penne Rosa, but everything looks good and there are always a bunch of people in the one that's closest to my house, which makes for good people watching.
Give it a shot if there's one near you. A plate of penne with spinach, tomatoes, mushrooms, and chicken plus a glass of water and a beer for around $10. You really can't beat that.
Plus their website is fun and quirky, so they deserve props for that. Although...the home page is open in another IE window as I type this, and I'm noticing that the strange and repetitive music they have on it is really starting to remind me of some of the horror movies I've seen. Hmmmmmm, creepy.
Give it a shot if there's one near you. A plate of penne with spinach, tomatoes, mushrooms, and chicken plus a glass of water and a beer for around $10. You really can't beat that.
Plus their website is fun and quirky, so they deserve props for that. Although...the home page is open in another IE window as I type this, and I'm noticing that the strange and repetitive music they have on it is really starting to remind me of some of the horror movies I've seen. Hmmmmmm, creepy.
SOTD 7/19/08: You and I Both, Jason Mraz
Audio
Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me
Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
Others only read of the love, the love that I love.
See I'm all about them words
Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words
Hundreds of pages, pages, pages forwards
More words then I had ever heard and I feel so alive
You and I, you and I
Not so little you and I anymore
And with this silence brings a moral story
More importantly evolving is the glory of a boy
Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just dream of
And if you could see me now
Well I'm almost finally out of
I'm finally out of
Finally deedeedeedee
Well I'm almost finally, finally
Well I'm free, oh, I'm free
And it's okay if you have go away
Oh just remember the telephone works both ways
And if I never ever hear them ring
If nothing else I'll think the bells inside
Have finally found you someone else and that's okay
Cause I'll remember everything you sang
Cause you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see now
well I'm almost finally out of.
I'm finally out of, finally, deedeeededede
well I'm almost finally, finally, finally out of words.
Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me
Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
Others only read of the love, the love that I love.
See I'm all about them words
Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words
Hundreds of pages, pages, pages forwards
More words then I had ever heard and I feel so alive
You and I, you and I
Not so little you and I anymore
And with this silence brings a moral story
More importantly evolving is the glory of a boy
Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just dream of
And if you could see me now
Well I'm almost finally out of
I'm finally out of
Finally deedeedeedee
Well I'm almost finally, finally
Well I'm free, oh, I'm free
And it's okay if you have go away
Oh just remember the telephone works both ways
And if I never ever hear them ring
If nothing else I'll think the bells inside
Have finally found you someone else and that's okay
Cause I'll remember everything you sang
Cause you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see now
well I'm almost finally out of.
I'm finally out of, finally, deedeeededede
well I'm almost finally, finally, finally out of words.
Friday, July 18, 2008
Fine, I'll go to sleep
Since none of yous are awake. I did actually sleep on the couch this evening, but, true to form, I'll probably now lie here awake.
We'll see...hopefully I won't be back.
We'll see...hopefully I won't be back.
SOTD 7/18/08: Lost, Katy Perry
Yes yes, I know, more Katy Perry :)
Audio
I'm out on my own again
Face down in the porcelain
Feeling so high but looking so low
Party favors on the floor
Group of girls banging on the door
So many new fair-weather friends ooo?
(CHORUS)
Have you ever been so lost
Known the way and still so lost
(V2)
Caught in the eye of a hurricane
Slowly waving goodbye like a pageant parade
So sick of this town pulling me down
My mother says I should come back home but
Can?t find the way cause the way is gone
So if I pray am I just sending words into outer space
(CHORUS)
Have you ever been so lost
Known the way and still so lost
Another night waiting for someone to take me home
Have you ever been so lost
(BRIDGE)
Is there a light
Is there a light
At the end of the road
I'm pushing everyone away
Cause I can?t feel this anymore
Can't feel this anymore
(CHORUS)
Have you ever been so lost
Known the way and still so lost
Another night waiting for someone to take me home
Have you ever been so lost
Have you ever been so LOST.
Audio
I'm out on my own again
Face down in the porcelain
Feeling so high but looking so low
Party favors on the floor
Group of girls banging on the door
So many new fair-weather friends ooo?
(CHORUS)
Have you ever been so lost
Known the way and still so lost
(V2)
Caught in the eye of a hurricane
Slowly waving goodbye like a pageant parade
So sick of this town pulling me down
My mother says I should come back home but
Can?t find the way cause the way is gone
So if I pray am I just sending words into outer space
(CHORUS)
Have you ever been so lost
Known the way and still so lost
Another night waiting for someone to take me home
Have you ever been so lost
(BRIDGE)
Is there a light
Is there a light
At the end of the road
I'm pushing everyone away
Cause I can?t feel this anymore
Can't feel this anymore
(CHORUS)
Have you ever been so lost
Known the way and still so lost
Another night waiting for someone to take me home
Have you ever been so lost
Have you ever been so LOST.
And just when you though you were safe from my birthday for a whole nother year...
...da dum da dum, I have yet another opportunity to celebrate it! And what's more, I have been promised a balloon animal hat, which, as anyone who knows me in real life can attest, I am *absolutely* going to wear around town. Assuming it fits in the cab. Oh, it'll fit in the cab.
I'm kind of seeing how far into the year I can stretch the endless birthday celebration. I do still have one more offer...maybe I can hold out til August for that one.
I'm kind of seeing how far into the year I can stretch the endless birthday celebration. I do still have one more offer...maybe I can hold out til August for that one.
The cheddar curtain isn't so bad if you just slide by
Yep, I braved the state line on Thursday night and went up and visited friends of mine for dinner and entertainment (which is notably different from dinner and tournament, unless Guitar Hero counts). Where they are hardly counts as Wisconsin, really, they're right on the border; but hey, on the border is pret-ty fun!
You know, that's what Wisconsin is all about--dinner plus entertainment. Wisconsin doesn't want you to have to do it yourself**. I don't think I've ever been to a supper club where there wasn't an accordion guy or a guitar player or even a karaoke singer. The last time I was in a supper club (eating my fried chicken in someone's converted living room), my friends and I sang the harmony backup for Suspicious Minds. We rocked that former living room...we may have even gotten a free bowl of peas for our efforts, it's hard to say.
It *is* very strange to see people smoking in bars/restaurants in the Lesser White North, though. You'd not think that 13 years of my bar-going life would be erased by the time that has passed since Illinois banned it, yet...still.
I did observe some pretty skillful Guitar Hero--though I declined to play myself, as I hadn't had enough to drink at that point. I think one of the rules of GH should be that you have to put your all into it--none of this playing while lying on the couch crap. If you see the "Whammy" flashing, I wanna see the full arm extension. Make it worth the price of my admission, you know? I'm just sayin.
And so eventually, it was time to head home because *yawn*, I'm not as young as I once was. All the way home I was so tired, *so* tired. Couldn't wait to crawl in bed. And when I did?
&^%#@*% insomnia.
**Much like Canada, Wisconsin is interested in your overall happiness. I appreciate that.
You know, that's what Wisconsin is all about--dinner plus entertainment. Wisconsin doesn't want you to have to do it yourself**. I don't think I've ever been to a supper club where there wasn't an accordion guy or a guitar player or even a karaoke singer. The last time I was in a supper club (eating my fried chicken in someone's converted living room), my friends and I sang the harmony backup for Suspicious Minds. We rocked that former living room...we may have even gotten a free bowl of peas for our efforts, it's hard to say.
It *is* very strange to see people smoking in bars/restaurants in the Lesser White North, though. You'd not think that 13 years of my bar-going life would be erased by the time that has passed since Illinois banned it, yet...still.
I did observe some pretty skillful Guitar Hero--though I declined to play myself, as I hadn't had enough to drink at that point. I think one of the rules of GH should be that you have to put your all into it--none of this playing while lying on the couch crap. If you see the "Whammy" flashing, I wanna see the full arm extension. Make it worth the price of my admission, you know? I'm just sayin.
And so eventually, it was time to head home because *yawn*, I'm not as young as I once was. All the way home I was so tired, *so* tired. Couldn't wait to crawl in bed. And when I did?
&^%#@*% insomnia.
**Much like Canada, Wisconsin is interested in your overall happiness. I appreciate that.
The Wisconsin gaming commission gets tired of waiting for the Archdiocese of Milwaukee...
...and just puts the rules about sex right on the slot machines where everyone can see them
Protestants:
Catholics:
Protestants:
Catholics:
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
A day like all days, that alters and illuminates the events of our times
Well, that's what my dad says about days like today, anyway. Course, he also says a phrase in some foreign language (whose name I would need to clarify) that means: "You have been weighed in the balance and found to be lacking." I used to describe some of my old boyfriends with that phrase...
Speaking of old boyfriends ;) I found out that one of my old boyfriends is getting married next fall. I'm happy for him! His dad is 6 foot 11 and is the subject of one of my favorite stories***
I had a very fun day at work today :) It was skirt day! A few weekends ago, I went shopping with a new and good girlfriend of mine. We bought ourselves disgustingly matchy-matchy $5 plaid skirts from Eddie Bauer (hers blue, mine pink and tan).
We mostly bought them because they were originally $89 (which makes me want to shop at the full priced Eddie Bauer store on the 5th of never). I mean, really, it's just linen. Yes, they're cut on the bias, which is very cool, but still...linen. However, given that we got an $85 deal, we couldn't pass them up. Reason 2 is we felt the need to prove that my girlfriend really does have legs.
And now, after wearing a delightfully cut linen skirt, she also knows why I always sway like a bell when I've got a long skirt on. You can't resist it...I dare you to try. Girls *or* boys.
Anyway, it was a day that gave me multiple opportunities to harrass my friends to death, which as we all know is one of my favorite things. Does it help that I only really hassle the people I truly like? I mean, not that it's going to stop me, but...
Discussed the finer fashion differences between a wrinkle and a crease in a pair of dark blue jeans, ate good lunch at the Chinese restaurant (with more harrassment--and would have gotten to take the Boy Intern shoe shopping, if our pain-in-the-*ss ride hadn't come back to actually let us in the car**), had a busy afternoon (including arguments about work stuff--we all know how I feel about expressing my opinion), talked to a good friend on my way to the softball field, saw some of my chicks @ the game, talked to another good friend on the way home.
Ate milk and cookies for dinner and am now doing my starfish impersonation.
Such a nice day. It doesn't make for very entertaining blog material, but it's not all the time that you have a day that leaves you still smiling when you crawl into bed at night. Today was a day like that for me :)
**So yeah, our ride drove off into the sunset without us (yes, I can take a good dose of the crap I dish out, I figure it's only fair ;) and I suggested to the Boy Intern that we go shoe shopping @ Marshalls. He asked why. Um, it's shoe shopping? Boy Intern, reeeeaaaally...I'm offering you a change to hone your dude skills for your return to the harem that is the American University. Here, listen...girl likes shoes, girl likes shopping for shoes, girl's affection for boy grows if boy spends time with her doing things she likes sometimes-particularly if boy looks at her admiringly, girl's growing affection for boy leads to making out.
Ergo...
Shoe shopping with girl = increased chance for making out. See? Not so crazy after all, huh? Yeah no, didn't think so ;)
***jm's dad was a police officer and jm told me a story about one time he pulled over a semi-truck. Apparently the driver wasn't watching when Officer M walked up to the truck, but when the guy turned his head, Officer M's head was right there in his window (seeing as how he's 6 foot 11 and all).
The driver told Officer M to get the f*ck off his truck. Officer M said I'm not on your truck, please give me your license and insurance. The driver again told the officer to get off his f*cking truck, to which Officer M responded the same.
The driver started to get a lil irate, so Officer M said okay. He raised his hands and walked 3 steps backwards. The driver quickly realized that he had been pulled over by a guy who was nearly 7 feet tall. OH!
He handed over his license and insurance. Quietly. :)
Speaking of old boyfriends ;) I found out that one of my old boyfriends is getting married next fall. I'm happy for him! His dad is 6 foot 11 and is the subject of one of my favorite stories***
I had a very fun day at work today :) It was skirt day! A few weekends ago, I went shopping with a new and good girlfriend of mine. We bought ourselves disgustingly matchy-matchy $5 plaid skirts from Eddie Bauer (hers blue, mine pink and tan).
We mostly bought them because they were originally $89 (which makes me want to shop at the full priced Eddie Bauer store on the 5th of never). I mean, really, it's just linen. Yes, they're cut on the bias, which is very cool, but still...linen. However, given that we got an $85 deal, we couldn't pass them up. Reason 2 is we felt the need to prove that my girlfriend really does have legs.
And now, after wearing a delightfully cut linen skirt, she also knows why I always sway like a bell when I've got a long skirt on. You can't resist it...I dare you to try. Girls *or* boys.
Anyway, it was a day that gave me multiple opportunities to harrass my friends to death, which as we all know is one of my favorite things. Does it help that I only really hassle the people I truly like? I mean, not that it's going to stop me, but...
Discussed the finer fashion differences between a wrinkle and a crease in a pair of dark blue jeans, ate good lunch at the Chinese restaurant (with more harrassment--and would have gotten to take the Boy Intern shoe shopping, if our pain-in-the-*ss ride hadn't come back to actually let us in the car**), had a busy afternoon (including arguments about work stuff--we all know how I feel about expressing my opinion), talked to a good friend on my way to the softball field, saw some of my chicks @ the game, talked to another good friend on the way home.
Ate milk and cookies for dinner and am now doing my starfish impersonation.
Such a nice day. It doesn't make for very entertaining blog material, but it's not all the time that you have a day that leaves you still smiling when you crawl into bed at night. Today was a day like that for me :)
**So yeah, our ride drove off into the sunset without us (yes, I can take a good dose of the crap I dish out, I figure it's only fair ;) and I suggested to the Boy Intern that we go shoe shopping @ Marshalls. He asked why. Um, it's shoe shopping? Boy Intern, reeeeaaaally...I'm offering you a change to hone your dude skills for your return to the harem that is the American University. Here, listen...girl likes shoes, girl likes shopping for shoes, girl's affection for boy grows if boy spends time with her doing things she likes sometimes-particularly if boy looks at her admiringly, girl's growing affection for boy leads to making out.
Ergo...
Shoe shopping with girl = increased chance for making out. See? Not so crazy after all, huh? Yeah no, didn't think so ;)
***jm's dad was a police officer and jm told me a story about one time he pulled over a semi-truck. Apparently the driver wasn't watching when Officer M walked up to the truck, but when the guy turned his head, Officer M's head was right there in his window (seeing as how he's 6 foot 11 and all).
The driver told Officer M to get the f*ck off his truck. Officer M said I'm not on your truck, please give me your license and insurance. The driver again told the officer to get off his f*cking truck, to which Officer M responded the same.
The driver started to get a lil irate, so Officer M said okay. He raised his hands and walked 3 steps backwards. The driver quickly realized that he had been pulled over by a guy who was nearly 7 feet tall. OH!
He handed over his license and insurance. Quietly. :)
SOTD 7/16/08: No One, Alicia Keys
I know some people search the world
To find something like what we have
I know people will try
Try to divide
Something so real
So till the end of time
Im telling you that
No one no one no one
Can get in the way of what I'm feeling
No one no one no one
Can get in the way of what I feel for you
Oh oh oh....
Ears
To find something like what we have
I know people will try
Try to divide
Something so real
So till the end of time
Im telling you that
No one no one no one
Can get in the way of what I'm feeling
No one no one no one
Can get in the way of what I feel for you
Oh oh oh....
Ears
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
All the rocket scientists are busy doing rocket scientry.
Me: having walked up to Lane 1 with cart. Lane 1 has little white light illuminated
Team Member: "Lane 2 is closed, you'll have to go over to Lane 1"
Me: looking up, "Okay"
Team Member: "Lane 2 is closed, there's no one signed in."
Me: "Okay, sounds good"
Team Member: "Ma'am! You need to take your purchases over to Lane 1! Lane 2 is closed! Or you can go to any of the other open lanes."
Me: "I think I'm in Lane 1 already."
Team Member: "Oh. Sorry, I mean Lane 1 is closed, Lane 2 is open."
Me: "But the light's not on. I'm really more comfortable in a lane that's got the light on"
Team Member: "Oh...kay." walks away
Well, I have to get it out of my system somehow. ;) There is a very select population of people who can take what I dish out in this world, and, really, only one who can take it full strength. I know I aggravated the situation. I couldn't help it! It was served to me on a silver platter and you never want to anger the comedy gods.
Sometimes it's safer for me to let my aggression bleed out in situations like this than to take it out on the Skittle Eaters at work. Plus it was kinda funny. You don't go to hell for hassling unsuspecting service industry workers, do you? ;)
Team Member: "Lane 2 is closed, you'll have to go over to Lane 1"
Me: looking up, "Okay"
Team Member: "Lane 2 is closed, there's no one signed in."
Me: "Okay, sounds good"
Team Member: "Ma'am! You need to take your purchases over to Lane 1! Lane 2 is closed! Or you can go to any of the other open lanes."
Me: "I think I'm in Lane 1 already."
Team Member: "Oh. Sorry, I mean Lane 1 is closed, Lane 2 is open."
Me: "But the light's not on. I'm really more comfortable in a lane that's got the light on"
Team Member: "Oh...kay." walks away
Well, I have to get it out of my system somehow. ;) There is a very select population of people who can take what I dish out in this world, and, really, only one who can take it full strength. I know I aggravated the situation. I couldn't help it! It was served to me on a silver platter and you never want to anger the comedy gods.
Sometimes it's safer for me to let my aggression bleed out in situations like this than to take it out on the Skittle Eaters at work. Plus it was kinda funny. You don't go to hell for hassling unsuspecting service industry workers, do you? ;)
Five bonus points if you can tell me what commercial...
this song is in (without googling it!). I really like this song too, I had no idea it was by Madness!
It Must Be Love
It Must Be Love
Speaking of string quartets...
Well if I wasn't, I was about to. I really dig string music--it kinda turns me on. Course, then, so do drums...anyway...
Listen to this!
Or Dance Dance, if you'd prefer
I really like a widely varied selection of music types--I guess I like eclecticism in all that touches me, really. I'm a little bit in like with The String Quartet!
Listen to this!
Or Dance Dance, if you'd prefer
I really like a widely varied selection of music types--I guess I like eclecticism in all that touches me, really. I'm a little bit in like with The String Quartet!
There's a Fall Out Boy song I need to find
It's not Dance Dance, Sugar We're Goin Down, or Thanks for the Memories. I can't remember any of the lyrics or tune, but I know ever time it comes on the radio I love it.
Oh yeah, so there's a clue--it's been released to radio.
Any ideas--I'm open to just about anything at this point...must...find....song...
Oh yeah, so there's a clue--it's been released to radio.
Any ideas--I'm open to just about anything at this point...must...find....song...
SOTD 7/14/08L Won't Go Home Without You, Maroon 5
The words that would mend the things that were broken
But now it's far too late, she's gone away
Every night you cry yourself to sleep
Thinking: "Why does this happen to me?
Why does every moment have to be so hard?"
Hard to believe that
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
The taste of her breath, I'll never get over
The noises that she made kept me awake
Oh
The weight of things that remain unspoken
Built up so much it crushed us everyday
Every night you cry yourself to sleep
Thinking: "Why does this happen to me?
Why does every moment have to be so hard?"
Hard to believe that
[ Won't Go Home Without You lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ]
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
Of all the things I felt but never really shown
Perhaps the worst is that I ever let you go
I should not ever let you go, oh oh oh
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
And I won't go home without you
And I won't go home without you
And I won't go home without you
Audio
But now it's far too late, she's gone away
Every night you cry yourself to sleep
Thinking: "Why does this happen to me?
Why does every moment have to be so hard?"
Hard to believe that
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
The taste of her breath, I'll never get over
The noises that she made kept me awake
Oh
The weight of things that remain unspoken
Built up so much it crushed us everyday
Every night you cry yourself to sleep
Thinking: "Why does this happen to me?
Why does every moment have to be so hard?"
Hard to believe that
[ Won't Go Home Without You lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ]
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
Of all the things I felt but never really shown
Perhaps the worst is that I ever let you go
I should not ever let you go, oh oh oh
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
And I won't go home without you
And I won't go home without you
And I won't go home without you
Audio
Sunday, July 13, 2008
What is this a picture of, you ask yourself?
*sniff* It just about brings tears to my eyes. ;)
(I'm 106 miles from Chicago. I'm in the back of the van. It's dark and I'm wearing sunglasses.)
Alas, time to head back to the real world.
I do, however, get to ride next to my funny and beautiful niecey though, so that does make the return trip worthwhile. (She's sleeping while holding my arm--if I move too much, she squeezes me. I love her :)
I'm trying to post a vacay pic I didn't post yesterday: it's the cedar hot tub (the round thing with the stovepipe coming out the top). My uncle and cousin put it together just like a whiskey barrel (no glue, just water-swelled wood. Fill it up with lake water and light the wood stove, 30 mins later you've got a hot tub!
They have a big wooden oar to stir the water to an even temp. For years I've been trying to get them to invest in some giant foam carrots and onions, cause when someone's stirring the tub from above, you kind of feel like...well...soup.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Peace and quiet...
The grown-ups are still laughing and playing the bodhran and harmonicas in the room above my head, but I'm ready for sleep.
Sweet dreams everyone...
What a beautiful day :)
On tap for tonight? Illegal fireworks, ice cream, and the family harmonica and drum jam. So fun :) I'm pretty lucky.
Friday, July 11, 2008
Mobile posting is trying to defy me...
...and we all know how I feel about blogs that fight back. Let's see if this one works...
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Welll, I'm going to give sleeping a shot...
...let's see if I do any better than last night. Maybe I'll take Ambien, it's been a while since I crashed into any doorframes on my way to the bathroom. I'd say I'm due.
Hopefully you won't hear from me in the middle of the night, but you probably will...sighhh
Hopefully you won't hear from me in the middle of the night, but you probably will...sighhh
And since I'm posting songs I really like...
my favorite version of my favorite Christmas song. It's my blog, i's Xmas if I say so. :)
Third one down, the Ronettes
Third one down, the Ronettes
SOTD 7/10/08: I Will, Beatles cover
And when at last I find you
Your song will fill the air
Sing it loud so I can hear you
Make it easy to be near you
For the things you do endear you to me
Oh, you know I will
Listeny part
Your song will fill the air
Sing it loud so I can hear you
Make it easy to be near you
For the things you do endear you to me
Oh, you know I will
Listeny part
I'm on vacation tomorrow...
...which explains why I fairly recently arrived home from work.
It does not explain:
--why it rains every time I decide to get the driveway sealcoated
--why I have to keep adjusting my office chair
--why Amy from Kennesaw doesn't want to go dancing with me
--why there's a missing knot on hw's ceiling
--or why Lincoln needs to sit next to me with one paw resting on my arm. Although it *is* pretty cute. For a psycho cat.
Anyway--before I left work, I made sure to fill up my candy dishes enough so that the slackers would stop by, but left them low enough so that they'd feel the need to get more candy. Then I locked the candy drawer.
Muhuhahahahaha
It does not explain:
--why it rains every time I decide to get the driveway sealcoated
--why I have to keep adjusting my office chair
--why Amy from Kennesaw doesn't want to go dancing with me
--why there's a missing knot on hw's ceiling
--or why Lincoln needs to sit next to me with one paw resting on my arm. Although it *is* pretty cute. For a psycho cat.
Anyway--before I left work, I made sure to fill up my candy dishes enough so that the slackers would stop by, but left them low enough so that they'd feel the need to get more candy. Then I locked the candy drawer.
Muhuhahahahaha
SOTD 7/9/08: Doctor My Eyes, Jackson Browne
Doctor, my eyes have seen the years
Through the slow parade of tears without crying
Now I want to understand
I have done all that I could
To see the evil and the good without hiding
You must help me if you can
Doctor my eyes
Tell me what is wrong
Was I unwise to leave them open for so long?
Listen
And an alternate version cause I'm a sucker for the Jackson 5
Through the slow parade of tears without crying
Now I want to understand
I have done all that I could
To see the evil and the good without hiding
You must help me if you can
Doctor my eyes
Tell me what is wrong
Was I unwise to leave them open for so long?
Listen
And an alternate version cause I'm a sucker for the Jackson 5
It's a caucasian thing, you wouldn't understand.
I'm really not a hot sauce fan. And it's not just that I don't like hot things (although that's sort of true too), I really just don't think it tastes good. Which, as wb informed me at lunch, is a "caucasian thing".
He--being non-caucasian himself--apparently is the expert on such matters.
However, you know what *is* a caucasian thing? Peanut butter and bacon sandwiches. Uh *huh*
He--being non-caucasian himself--apparently is the expert on such matters.
However, you know what *is* a caucasian thing? Peanut butter and bacon sandwiches. Uh *huh*
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
All right, I'm going to sleep.
Which is to say, I'm going to lie down in my bed (like a starfish) with the lights off. If you're bored at 130, txt me, odds are I'll be awake...it's what I do best.
Course, now I've got TV to watch whilst I lie in bed, which is cool. As was the cable guy...more on that later...
Course, now I've got TV to watch whilst I lie in bed, which is cool. As was the cable guy...more on that later...
And so it seems I may have new readers...
So welcome Tall Guy From Wisconsin, Guy With A View Of The Sears Tower, and Guy Whose Back Hurts (although *you* sir, I daresay, probably would be better distracted from your back pain if you would just try the teriyaki sauce in your eye). It's nice to see you here! I mean, it'd be better if you were Canadian (cause we all know how I feel about that), but still...
Anyone else I missed?
You'll find stuff's kind of haphazard here, I've not been sleeping very well lately (which means the SOTDs have gone walkabout) and work has been pretty time-consuming (so I've been coming home and going to sleep...although not very successfully, as I said above [see...above]). Sometimes my sass-mouth readers chastize me for not writing more regularly. Sometimes I listen to them. It's a give and take relationship.
So there you go. Random and inconsistent, that's how I roll. I figure if you put me in your collection of 157 other websites to check every day, you probably should only have to do, what, 2-3 hours of work each day, max?
I think that's fair.
Anyone else I missed?
You'll find stuff's kind of haphazard here, I've not been sleeping very well lately (which means the SOTDs have gone walkabout) and work has been pretty time-consuming (so I've been coming home and going to sleep...although not very successfully, as I said above [see...above]). Sometimes my sass-mouth readers chastize me for not writing more regularly. Sometimes I listen to them. It's a give and take relationship.
So there you go. Random and inconsistent, that's how I roll. I figure if you put me in your collection of 157 other websites to check every day, you probably should only have to do, what, 2-3 hours of work each day, max?
I think that's fair.
Dear guy whose back hurts;
Hope you're feeling better! I'm glad you got a laugh--that's really what I'm here for--on earth, not just on the internet--to provide random entertainment for people who google random crap.
Random crap...it's my speciality ;)
Random crap...it's my speciality ;)
Sunday, June 29, 2008
SOTD 6/29/08: Kelly Clarkson, Miss Independent
Miss independent
Miss self-sufficient
Miss keep your distance, mmmm
Miss unafraid
Miss out of my way
Miss don't let a man interfere, no
Miss on her own
Miss almost grown
Miss never let a man help her off her throne
So, by keeping her heart protected
She'll never, ever feel rejected
Little miss apprehensive
Said ooh, she fell in love
(Chorus)
What is this feeling taking over?
Thinking no one could open the door
Surprise, it's time, to feel what's real
What happened to miss independent's no longer need to be defensive?
Goodbye, old you, when love, is true
(Verse 2)
Misguided heart
Miss play it smart
Miss if you wanna use that line, you better not start, no
But she miscalculated
She didn't wanna end up jaded
And this miss decided not to miss out on true love
So, by changing a misconception
She went in a new direction
And found inside, she felt a connection
She fell in love
(Chorus)
What is this feeling taking over?
Thinking no one could open the door
Surprise, it's time, to feel what's real
What happened to miss independent's no longer need to be defensive?
Goodbye, old you, when love, is true (when love, is true)
(Bridge)
When miss independent walked away
No time for love that came her way
She looked in the mirror and thought today
What happened to miss no longer afraid?
It took some time for her to see
How beautiful love could truly be
No more talk of why can't that be me
I'm so glad I've finally seen
(Chorus)
What is this feeling taking over?
Thinking no one could open the door
Surprise, it's time, to feel what's real
What happened to miss independent's no longer need to be defensive?
Goodbye, old you, when love, is true (when love, is true)
Miss independent
Miss self-sufficient
Miss keep your distance, mmmm
Miss unafraid
Miss out of my way
Miss don't let a man interfere, no
Miss on her own
Miss almost grown
Miss never let a man help her off her throne
So, by keeping her heart protected
She'll never, ever feel rejected
Little miss apprehensive
Said ooh, she fell in love
(Chorus)
What is this feeling taking over?
Thinking no one could open the door
Surprise, it's time, to feel what's real
What happened to miss independent's no longer need to be defensive?
Goodbye, old you, when love, is true
(Verse 2)
Misguided heart
Miss play it smart
Miss if you wanna use that line, you better not start, no
But she miscalculated
She didn't wanna end up jaded
And this miss decided not to miss out on true love
So, by changing a misconception
She went in a new direction
And found inside, she felt a connection
She fell in love
(Chorus)
What is this feeling taking over?
Thinking no one could open the door
Surprise, it's time, to feel what's real
What happened to miss independent's no longer need to be defensive?
Goodbye, old you, when love, is true (when love, is true)
(Bridge)
When miss independent walked away
No time for love that came her way
She looked in the mirror and thought today
What happened to miss no longer afraid?
It took some time for her to see
How beautiful love could truly be
No more talk of why can't that be me
I'm so glad I've finally seen
(Chorus)
What is this feeling taking over?
Thinking no one could open the door
Surprise, it's time, to feel what's real
What happened to miss independent's no longer need to be defensive?
Goodbye, old you, when love, is true (when love, is true)
Miss independent
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
SOTD 6/25/08: Katy Perry, Hot n Cold
Cause you're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in then you're out
You're up then you're down
You're wrong when it's right
It's black and it's white
We fight, we break up
We kiss, we make up
(you)You don't really want to stay, no
(but you)But you don't really want to go-o
You're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in and you're out
You're up and you're down
I just got the cd and my brain is bathed in it!
You're yes then you're no
You're in then you're out
You're up then you're down
You're wrong when it's right
It's black and it's white
We fight, we break up
We kiss, we make up
(you)You don't really want to stay, no
(but you)But you don't really want to go-o
You're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in and you're out
You're up and you're down
I just got the cd and my brain is bathed in it!
Monday, June 23, 2008
Toothpaste
Yes it is possible to get it in your eyes without some sort of weird thing going on in your bathroom. And it hurrrrts!
Tea
I really like tea. A lot. A lot a lot. And not so much hot tea, although I do also like that, but really, sun tea. Terribly bitter, strong, black, unsweetened, room temperature tea. I know, someone who sleeps thru the night as well as I do (not) should probably avoid the caffeine, but I think there's more than just caffeine in it cause I can't live without it. (I also like to leave it sitting out so that it gets even more bitter and---disgustingly--warm. It's probably all the bacteria that make it taste increasingly bitter. Ew, I know.)
I was in Toronto several years ago, where one can only get horribly sweet tea. I couldn't wait to get back to the US of A so I could get me some miserable bitter McDonald's tea. Mmmmm
Like I've told people I know, I like my tea like I like...
...my Catholicism...dark, with a hint of punishment
...Ed Harris...a little aged, but still *very* tasty
...my ex-boyfriends...bitter and bottled up
...my lifeguards...brown and wet
...I had to delete this one, because it was too obnoxious. Funny though ;)
...This one too
So have a good night! If you're awake between 1 and 4, call me, I'll be here. Drinking my tea.
I was in Toronto several years ago, where one can only get horribly sweet tea. I couldn't wait to get back to the US of A so I could get me some miserable bitter McDonald's tea. Mmmmm
Like I've told people I know, I like my tea like I like...
...my Catholicism...dark, with a hint of punishment
...Ed Harris...a little aged, but still *very* tasty
...my ex-boyfriends...bitter and bottled up
...my lifeguards...brown and wet
...I had to delete this one, because it was too obnoxious. Funny though ;)
...This one too
So have a good night! If you're awake between 1 and 4, call me, I'll be here. Drinking my tea.
Word of the Day for Friday June 20th
Defenestrate.
Now, I speak myself a little French, and when I first looked at Friday's WOTD, I thought, huh. Interesting, fenestre means window, I wonder what defenestrate means.
Well, it means to throw (someone) out of the window!! There's a world in the English language whose sole purpose is to describe what happens when you throw the object of your least affection (for me, Wayne) out of the nearest portal.
Like I told some of mes amis already, I really wanted to try out my new word on Friday (grrrrr), however, I managed to restrain myself. Now, if you find you're not able to resist your own defenestration urges (and we all know how powerful they are), SEND ME PICTURES!
I will soooo post them :)
Now, I speak myself a little French, and when I first looked at Friday's WOTD, I thought, huh. Interesting, fenestre means window, I wonder what defenestrate means.
Well, it means to throw (someone) out of the window!! There's a world in the English language whose sole purpose is to describe what happens when you throw the object of your least affection (for me, Wayne) out of the nearest portal.
Like I told some of mes amis already, I really wanted to try out my new word on Friday (grrrrr), however, I managed to restrain myself. Now, if you find you're not able to resist your own defenestration urges (and we all know how powerful they are), SEND ME PICTURES!
I will soooo post them :)
SOTD 6/23/08: Katy Perry, Ur So Gay
You’re so sad maybe you should buy a happy meal
You’re so skinny you should really Super Size the deal
Secretly you’re so amused
That nobody understands you
I’m so mean cause I cannot get you outta your head
I’m so angry cause you’d rather MySpace instead
I can’t believe I fell in love with someone that wears more makeup than…
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like boys
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like…
Parental Advisory Audio
You’re so skinny you should really Super Size the deal
Secretly you’re so amused
That nobody understands you
I’m so mean cause I cannot get you outta your head
I’m so angry cause you’d rather MySpace instead
I can’t believe I fell in love with someone that wears more makeup than…
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like boys
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like…
Parental Advisory Audio
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Not an SOTD, but
I've been looking for this version!
Maxamillion
Marvin Gaye had it right when it comes to you-know-what, I suppose, but this one really surpasses when it comes to the time-honored art of booty-shaking. Which, by the way, I am trying to arrange.
Who wants to go dancing?!? You're even welcome, Kennesaw, if you want to make the drive, but I can't promise much...(it is the suburbs after all....)
Maxamillion
Marvin Gaye had it right when it comes to you-know-what, I suppose, but this one really surpasses when it comes to the time-honored art of booty-shaking. Which, by the way, I am trying to arrange.
Who wants to go dancing?!? You're even welcome, Kennesaw, if you want to make the drive, but I can't promise much...(it is the suburbs after all....)
SOTD 6/19/08: Britney Spears, Gimme More
Center of attention ('tention)
Even when they're up against the wall
You got me in a crazy position (Yeah)
If you're on a mission (Uh-huh)
You got my permission (Oh)
We can get down like there's no one around
We'll keep on rockin' (Keep on rockin')
We'll keep on rockin', rockin' (Uh-uh)
Cameras are flashing while we're dirty dancing
They keep watchin' (Wait)
Keep watchin
(Feel's like the crowd is saying)
Listen
Even when they're up against the wall
You got me in a crazy position (Yeah)
If you're on a mission (Uh-huh)
You got my permission (Oh)
We can get down like there's no one around
We'll keep on rockin' (Keep on rockin')
We'll keep on rockin', rockin' (Uh-uh)
Cameras are flashing while we're dirty dancing
They keep watchin' (Wait)
Keep watchin
(Feel's like the crowd is saying)
Listen
Scratching your cr*tch? That's fine. But those shelled legumes, well, that's just not acceptable
A sign outside BIL Nick's softball game today...
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
SOTD 6/17/08: West End Girls, Pet Shop Boys
Sometimes you're better off dead
There's gun in your hand and it's pointing at your head
You think you're mad, too unstable
Kicking in chairs and knocking down tables
In a restaurant in a West End town
Call the police, there's a madman around
Running down underground to a dive bar
In a West End town
Listen
There's gun in your hand and it's pointing at your head
You think you're mad, too unstable
Kicking in chairs and knocking down tables
In a restaurant in a West End town
Call the police, there's a madman around
Running down underground to a dive bar
In a West End town
Listen
I have weird dreams.
Really weird ones. Disconnected, nonsensical dreams. I've been told it's a good thing I never did drugs, my dreams being what they are, who knows if I'd have recovered...
Last night's dream
Rob and Juan, from HCX, and I are driving around all night looking for a Texaco station.
Then, when dawn breaks, Juan brings me back and drops me off at my house. It's a white Colonial. There is a row of green planters in front of the living room windows, but one of them has fallen to pieces. Wedged in between 2 other planters, in its place, is one of those green Rubbermaid totes.
In front of the row of planters is a row of rocks, covered with moss. Two of the rocks don't really have moss on them though, they're just spray-painted green.
And then I woke up.
Last night's dream
Rob and Juan, from HCX, and I are driving around all night looking for a Texaco station.
Then, when dawn breaks, Juan brings me back and drops me off at my house. It's a white Colonial. There is a row of green planters in front of the living room windows, but one of them has fallen to pieces. Wedged in between 2 other planters, in its place, is one of those green Rubbermaid totes.
In front of the row of planters is a row of rocks, covered with moss. Two of the rocks don't really have moss on them though, they're just spray-painted green.
And then I woke up.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
I went back to search how long ago...
...it was that the Llama Song showed up in my subconscious. Monday Oct 9, 2006!
So, one one hand, I feel a little better that5 I'm not boring you all to death with repear SOTD. On the other hand, my subconscious has been chewing on llama llama cheesecake llama for 1.5 years.
That's not right.
So, one one hand, I feel a little better that5 I'm not boring you all to death with repear SOTD. On the other hand, my subconscious has been chewing on llama llama cheesecake llama for 1.5 years.
That's not right.
Whoa Hey!
Just realized (or, realised, if you speak Canadian) that my Me and the Moon SOTD post contained a link that was considerably more off color than the one I intended. I'm not saying the one I did intend is all that classy either, I'm just saying that here at mairzydoats, I want you to get exactly the right level of lowbrow humor that I'm looking for.
Not too much, not too little.
Not too much, not too little.
SOTD 6/15/08 (Llama llama cheesecake llama)
It's the Llama song again. I know...horrible...I don't know what's wrong with my sleeping brain
My niecebaby turned 2 yesterday!
Oh, I can't believe she's 2! She's so wonderful :)
Like I was telling hw the other day, it wasn't until she was born that I truly felt that "I'd risk my life for hers" feeling. And she's not even my kid!
I love her :)
Happy Birthday CLA!
Like I was telling hw the other day, it wasn't until she was born that I truly felt that "I'd risk my life for hers" feeling. And she's not even my kid!
I love her :)
Happy Birthday CLA!
Monday, June 09, 2008
Sunday, June 08, 2008
SOTD 6/8/08: Me and The Moon, Gaelic Storm
Me and the moon stayed up all night;
I brought the whiskey! He brought the light!
Me and the moon stayed up all night;
I brought the whiskey! He brought the light!
A' quarter to three, we're feeling fine
when the sun comes up I'm gonna miss my friend moonshine.
Don't have audio for this one, but here's a totally unrelated piece of Irish song. It's not high class, but it's funny (make sure the little pitchers aren't around.)
I brought the whiskey! He brought the light!
Me and the moon stayed up all night;
I brought the whiskey! He brought the light!
A' quarter to three, we're feeling fine
when the sun comes up I'm gonna miss my friend moonshine.
Don't have audio for this one, but here's a totally unrelated piece of Irish song. It's not high class, but it's funny (make sure the little pitchers aren't around.)
Movie Review: The Strangers
For the newbies, you might find some things below to be spoiler-ey. I try to put true spoilers in secret decoder mouse mode, but you never know. Caveat read-or.
Cute Persons to look at (0-5): 2
Yep, I'm gonna go with a 2. The lead chick is Liv Tyler, whom I think is quite attractive.
For the girls...the main guy squeeze is Scott Speedman. He's totally a fencesitter for me--I'm not really feeling him, but I know that if I were at a party and he turned out to be nice or smart or funny, I would probably fall deeply in like with him.
Plus he's Canadian (sigh). And we all know how I feel about that.
That's really it. Honestly, there are really only the 2 of them in the movie. There are a few creepy people and a best dude friend, but the above choices are pretty much it!
A Satisfying Ending (0-5): 1. Booooo. Seriously--like I've said a million times, I get enough uncertainty in my real life. I like my movies to be wrapped up nicely at the end with a big giant bow on top.
Maybe there'll be a sequel, but I just don't care. Grrrr. Not a bad ending, just not one that makes me happy. And, since it's an M-ocracy here, I get to make all the rules ;)
Action/adventureness (0-5): 3. Decent! Good action, good running around and stuff. I like.
Love storyness (0-5): 3. I'm going to give it a 3. You can see that the leads really do care for each other, which is really nice to see.
Good Scaryness (0-5): 3. Some pretty good scenes that made me jump and cover my eyes. The psych-out factor was pretty well done.
Kissing (0-5): 2. A 2 only because there wasn't enough of it. I like lots of kissing in my movies--lots and lots of it. There's a decent make out scene, although it was interruptus-ed, which is kind of a bummer. Still, all in all, good.
Cinematography/Special Effects (1-5): 3. Pretty good. Well shot, interesting camera angles, different things to look at, good creepy surprises.
Extra Credit: None that I can think of.
Total: 17/35. Worth seeing if you like scary movies. If it had had a big red bow on top, I think I would have really liked it. I was left with the "but..why..and what about?" at the end, which isn't my favorite, but all in all, it was pretty good.
Cute Persons to look at (0-5): 2
Yep, I'm gonna go with a 2. The lead chick is Liv Tyler, whom I think is quite attractive.
For the girls...the main guy squeeze is Scott Speedman. He's totally a fencesitter for me--I'm not really feeling him, but I know that if I were at a party and he turned out to be nice or smart or funny, I would probably fall deeply in like with him.
Plus he's Canadian (sigh). And we all know how I feel about that.
That's really it. Honestly, there are really only the 2 of them in the movie. There are a few creepy people and a best dude friend, but the above choices are pretty much it!
A Satisfying Ending (0-5): 1. Booooo. Seriously--like I've said a million times, I get enough uncertainty in my real life. I like my movies to be wrapped up nicely at the end with a big giant bow on top.
Maybe there'll be a sequel, but I just don't care. Grrrr. Not a bad ending, just not one that makes me happy. And, since it's an M-ocracy here, I get to make all the rules ;)
Action/adventureness (0-5): 3. Decent! Good action, good running around and stuff. I like.
Love storyness (0-5): 3. I'm going to give it a 3. You can see that the leads really do care for each other, which is really nice to see.
Good Scaryness (0-5): 3. Some pretty good scenes that made me jump and cover my eyes. The psych-out factor was pretty well done.
Kissing (0-5): 2. A 2 only because there wasn't enough of it. I like lots of kissing in my movies--lots and lots of it. There's a decent make out scene, although it was interruptus-ed, which is kind of a bummer. Still, all in all, good.
Cinematography/Special Effects (1-5): 3. Pretty good. Well shot, interesting camera angles, different things to look at, good creepy surprises.
Extra Credit: None that I can think of.
Total: 17/35. Worth seeing if you like scary movies. If it had had a big red bow on top, I think I would have really liked it. I was left with the "but..why..and what about?" at the end, which isn't my favorite, but all in all, it was pretty good.
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Everyone say hi to Patrick
He's new.
"Hi Patrick"
There, now you have to fend for yourself. And The Eh Team* is a pretty tough opponent, so....
:)
*(The A Team theme song is stuck in your heads now, isn't it? You're welcome)
"Hi Patrick"
There, now you have to fend for yourself. And The Eh Team* is a pretty tough opponent, so....
:)
*(The A Team theme song is stuck in your heads now, isn't it? You're welcome)
SOTD 6/4/08: I Kissed a Girl (Katy Perry)
I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry Chapstick
I kissed a girl, just to try it
Hope my boyfriend don't mind it
Ears
It has a good beat, I can dance to it. I give it a 10!
The taste of her cherry Chapstick
I kissed a girl, just to try it
Hope my boyfriend don't mind it
Ears
It has a good beat, I can dance to it. I give it a 10!
Sunday, June 01, 2008
More SOTD
Saturday's SOTD, btw, has been stuck in my head for a week. My subconscious has really sunk its teeth in on that one. Other good Daft Punk?
Around The World (last one on the page)
One More Time (4th one)
Something About Us (first one--I so dig this song!)
Around The World (last one on the page)
One More Time (4th one)
Something About Us (first one--I so dig this song!)
I think I'm done fooling around for the night, so
after changing a bunch of stuff (including editing actual html, at which I am a total novice), if I've made anything unreadable, just let me know and I'll fix it.
A lot of the fooling was to make links open in a new window, because I think it's annoying when they don't. However, you can always right-click and ask it to open in a new window if it's not working right.
And then tell me so I can fight with it some more.
For example, why can I make the music links pop open using target="a_blank", but other links (like Jeffrey Dean Morgan) cease to work at all if I use that (unless you right click)?
Canada? Any suggestions?
A lot of the fooling was to make links open in a new window, because I think it's annoying when they don't. However, you can always right-click and ask it to open in a new window if it's not working right.
And then tell me so I can fight with it some more.
For example, why can I make the music links pop open using target="a_blank", but other links (like Jeffrey Dean Morgan) cease to work at all if I use that (unless you right click)?
Canada? Any suggestions?
SOTD 5/31/08: Harder Better Faster Stronger (Daft Punk)
Work it harder
Make it better
Do it faster
Makes us stronger
More than ever
Hour after
Our work is
Never over
Listen
Make it better
Do it faster
Makes us stronger
More than ever
Hour after
Our work is
Never over
Listen
Until I remember how to delete comments,
you can pretty much guarantee that any "get rich quick" or "buy this awesome stereo from Brazil" comments are from spam bots or people with a lot of time on their hands, and, are totally not supported by me or my staff. (Which is also me.)
On to find out how to delete.
On to find out how to delete.
I've got a trip to the bodyshop in my future...
...to get the sharkbites looked at. It's really time, and what with summer coming, I don't my babycar to be uncomfortable with her swimsuit body and all.
Sharkbite #1 (http://mairzydoats.blogspot.com/2006/12/bp-carwash-took-bite-out-of-my-car.html#links) as you might remember, is long overdue for fixing.
Sharkbite #2 (above) is rather newer. See, when you take your car to the city, you risk it making the journey in one piece ;). She's tough though, the 4Runner, she took it in stride--the garage door popped that piece right off without causing too much other harm.
The sharkbit-er, less so. And I really am enjoying rubbing it in. A little. In the nicest possible way, of course.
;)
An update on HCZ
So, I've now worked for HCZ for just over a month and I still really like it. Still no free tampons, but all in all it's pretty good. Let me go over my initial list with some updates...
Better
-BETTER GDP!!! That is Good Documentation Practices, for those not in my industry. Oh so much better! GDP is still better. Needs work, but most of the problems are people who are unfamiliar with the rules, not resistant to them. So I've got that going for me, which is nice.*
-Free pop (although I don't drink it). Still don't drink the pop, but oh, the free iced tea. If i could just figure out how to run a line from the machine upstairs down to my cubby hole, I could have caffeine EVERYSINGLESECONDOFMYLIFE!!! Um, sorry, every single second. We'll leave it at that (caffeinecaffeinecaffeine).
-3 lunchrooms, for when you need a change of scenery. I've still only eaten in one of them.
-CINNAMON ROLL COFFEE!! Tastes just like the "toast coffee" from HCX...mmmmmm.... (caffeinecaffeinecaffeine)
-No automatic flush toilets (ie no more wet you know what...) I am having a hard time shaking the habit of planning one's exit from the stall (gathering yr self and yr stuff and getting out without getting wet). This may take some time....
-I sit next to Rob J, who is really funny! I got my welcome present of a laser pointer from him this morning and he said that he will be willing to chase the dot upon request. He also proactively asked me not to call HR on him, cause he's just kidding. About whatever things he may say in the future. He's still funny, and so are a bunch of the other folks I've met. Interestingly, I've gone from sitting next to one guy who listen to techno incessantly to ANOTHER GUY WHO LISTENS TO TECHNO INCESSANTLY. I think it might be some sort of penance. I'm not sure.
Worse
-Not as many people to talk to. This one's getting better. As anyone who knows me IRL can attest, I have never had a problem making friends with strangers...and have continued that habit.
-Not as many cute boys to look at. A few, yes, but alas, still true. Sigh.
-Lunch is super boring. Sitting in a 2nd floor lunchroom with a bunch of chicks. Borrring. (However, my 1st year at HCY was terrible too, until I made some good friends, soooo) Lunch-is still locationally boring, but better company-wise
-Only 1 building, nowhere to visit when you're tired of your desk.
Got 2 words for you: Ware. House.
Weirder
-In order to get from my desk to the washroom and back, I must pass through no fewer than 8 doors. Toast coffee machine? 6 doors. Lunchroom #1? 4 doors. It is a constant door-opening fiesta! And it's not like they're locked doors, no, just doors to open, you know, just cause. I nearly feel like the energy I use to replace my arm at my side is unwarranted. Maybe I'll just walk around with my arm stuck out...(no, that wouldn't be strange at all...). Tomorow I'm counting the number of times I have to open a door. I shall report back :) 128. That was the result of the door count. 128. Ridiculous.
All in all, things are good. I'm still bossy and people are still mostly ok with it, since it's really for the betterment of HCZkind that I do what I do.
I do still need to find someone to play catch with me at lunch, which is proving a challenge. Too bad there aren't any watersports here, then I'd really show em a thing or 2.
One could always surf the pond...
*Never miss the opportunity for a line from Caddyshack. Never.
Better
-BETTER GDP!!! That is Good Documentation Practices, for those not in my industry. Oh so much better! GDP is still better. Needs work, but most of the problems are people who are unfamiliar with the rules, not resistant to them. So I've got that going for me, which is nice.*
-Free pop (although I don't drink it). Still don't drink the pop, but oh, the free iced tea. If i could just figure out how to run a line from the machine upstairs down to my cubby hole, I could have caffeine EVERYSINGLESECONDOFMYLIFE!!! Um, sorry, every single second. We'll leave it at that (caffeinecaffeinecaffeine).
-3 lunchrooms, for when you need a change of scenery. I've still only eaten in one of them.
-CINNAMON ROLL COFFEE!! Tastes just like the "toast coffee" from HCX...mmmmmm.... (caffeinecaffeinecaffeine)
-No automatic flush toilets (ie no more wet you know what...) I am having a hard time shaking the habit of planning one's exit from the stall (gathering yr self and yr stuff and getting out without getting wet). This may take some time....
-I sit next to Rob J, who is really funny! I got my welcome present of a laser pointer from him this morning and he said that he will be willing to chase the dot upon request. He also proactively asked me not to call HR on him, cause he's just kidding. About whatever things he may say in the future. He's still funny, and so are a bunch of the other folks I've met. Interestingly, I've gone from sitting next to one guy who listen to techno incessantly to ANOTHER GUY WHO LISTENS TO TECHNO INCESSANTLY. I think it might be some sort of penance. I'm not sure.
Worse
-Not as many people to talk to. This one's getting better. As anyone who knows me IRL can attest, I have never had a problem making friends with strangers...and have continued that habit.
-Not as many cute boys to look at. A few, yes, but alas, still true. Sigh.
-Lunch is super boring. Sitting in a 2nd floor lunchroom with a bunch of chicks. Borrring. (However, my 1st year at HCY was terrible too, until I made some good friends, soooo) Lunch-is still locationally boring, but better company-wise
-Only 1 building, nowhere to visit when you're tired of your desk.
Got 2 words for you: Ware. House.
Weirder
-In order to get from my desk to the washroom and back, I must pass through no fewer than 8 doors. Toast coffee machine? 6 doors. Lunchroom #1? 4 doors. It is a constant door-opening fiesta! And it's not like they're locked doors, no, just doors to open, you know, just cause. I nearly feel like the energy I use to replace my arm at my side is unwarranted. Maybe I'll just walk around with my arm stuck out...(no, that wouldn't be strange at all...). Tomorow I'm counting the number of times I have to open a door. I shall report back :) 128. That was the result of the door count. 128. Ridiculous.
All in all, things are good. I'm still bossy and people are still mostly ok with it, since it's really for the betterment of HCZkind that I do what I do.
I do still need to find someone to play catch with me at lunch, which is proving a challenge. Too bad there aren't any watersports here, then I'd really show em a thing or 2.
One could always surf the pond...
*Never miss the opportunity for a line from Caddyshack. Never.
SOTD 6/1/06: Semi Charmed Life
The sky it was gold, it was rose,
I was taking sips of it through my nose,
And I wish I could get back there,
Some place back there,
Smiling in the pictures you would take,
Doing crystal myth,
Will lift you up until you break,
It won't stop,
I won't come down, I keep stock,
With a tick tock rhythm and a bump for the drop,
And then I bumped up. I took the hit I was given,
Then I bumped again,
And then I bumped again.
Listen
--> Semi Charmed Life, Third Eye Blind
I was taking sips of it through my nose,
And I wish I could get back there,
Some place back there,
Smiling in the pictures you would take,
Doing crystal myth,
Will lift you up until you break,
It won't stop,
I won't come down, I keep stock,
With a tick tock rhythm and a bump for the drop,
And then I bumped up. I took the hit I was given,
Then I bumped again,
And then I bumped again.
Listen
--> Semi Charmed Life, Third Eye Blind
43 Things
I used to keep this list in my head, however, now, with the advent of the internet and all, I've moved it to this site called 43Things. What list, you say? Why, the list of random things I've always wanted to do. I suppose, for some, it might be finishing graduate school or teaching a child to read, but you know, I'm just not that noble. I just don't think anyone reading this would find that very interesting.
Yeah, and so, I guess I'd like to have solve world hunger on my list, but what was the first thing that popped into my head? Forklift certification.
No, my job doesn't require me to be forklift certified and I'm not looking for one that does, but do you know how much fun I think it would be to put on a short dress and some red heels and waltz into a bar, in, say, Cicero or Blue Island [<--insert Chicago accent here], and chat up some guys about warehouse stuff, you know? Mebbe talk about the Bears and what's hot at over at www.repolift.com, over a nice Polish sausage?
Very very fun. Extra super fun. And dude, I would laugh all the way home!
So, my list, which currently numbers 5 things, is a little more eclectic (surprise, surprise.) I'm still adding, cause, I mean, I really hope there are more than 5 things I want to accomplish in this life.
My 43 Things
Yeah, and so, I guess I'd like to have solve world hunger on my list, but what was the first thing that popped into my head? Forklift certification.
No, my job doesn't require me to be forklift certified and I'm not looking for one that does, but do you know how much fun I think it would be to put on a short dress and some red heels and waltz into a bar, in, say, Cicero or Blue Island [<--insert Chicago accent here], and chat up some guys about warehouse stuff, you know? Mebbe talk about the Bears and what's hot at over at www.repolift.com, over a nice Polish sausage?
Very very fun. Extra super fun. And dude, I would laugh all the way home!
So, my list, which currently numbers 5 things, is a little more eclectic (surprise, surprise.) I'm still adding, cause, I mean, I really hope there are more than 5 things I want to accomplish in this life.
My 43 Things
Another gorgeous day!
And between shopping for and planting flowers with my mom yesterday, and sitting on the deck all day to day, I'd say I'm a good medium to medium-well at this point. A little salt and pepper, some A1, I'd make a pretty good dinner!
Yes, mom, I know I should be wearing sunscreen, but sometimes I don't feel like it...until later...when even with the Advil I just took, I certainly do feel like it (shrimp on the barbie, that is.)
Anyway, here a pic. In my defense, my verysmartphone's camera does lean on the reds a little, so it's not as bad as it will seem. However, that little circle? The fastener on my swimsuit top, burned into me for the rest of eternity...
Do NOT tell my mom I got a sunburn. I can hear it now, "OH Merri, don't you have any sunscreen?"
I'm gonna get t-shirt with this conversation printed on it :). Or maybe a tattoo (to go along with my Trident submarine tat, mom) ;)
Do you want to know who I am totally adding to The List?
Jeffrey Dean Morgan
Yes, he's the actor who played the Winchester boys' dad on Supernatural. And yes, I'm aware of how creepy it is that I'd like to have both "Dean" from the show (here, on the right), and the guy who played his dad over for dinner. What can I say, I'm equal opportunity.
JDM played an Irish guy (with a reeeally questionable accent) in the movie PS I Love You...mrrrrrow. I totally recommend it for the kitchen scene alone (sighhh!).
Yes, he's the actor who played the Winchester boys' dad on Supernatural. And yes, I'm aware of how creepy it is that I'd like to have both "Dean" from the show (here, on the right), and the guy who played his dad over for dinner. What can I say, I'm equal opportunity.
JDM played an Irish guy (with a reeeally questionable accent) in the movie PS I Love You...mrrrrrow. I totally recommend it for the kitchen scene alone (sighhh!).
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