We're having a little New Year's Eve gathering here at Chateau Jimmy & Michael, so it's time to make up the iPod part playlist.
My iPod makes me sad sometimes, whenever I get new music I have to take old music off. That's a very difficult thing for me to do, I want all my music all of the time, wherever I go! I never realized how much of an impact the iPod would have on my music listening. Before I would listen to the same CD over and over and over (literally see HERE) but now my iPod isn't big enough.
I've got 11,374 tracks on iTunes, that's equal to 31.6 days and 46.64 gigs worth of music. So there are 24 hours in a day so 31.6 days x 24 hours = 866.4 hours divide that by 6 listening hours per day, that's equal to 144 listening days and considering there are on average 20 business days per month that's 7.2 months worth of listening to music non-stop, I don't think I'll ever be able to do that, that's almost 40% of the year.
Damn I need a bigger iPod!!!!!!
Friday, December 29, 2006
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Only 3 days left
To finish all of your resolutions that you made for 2006.
I've only got one left - lose 25 pounds, maybe I'll call up Nicole Ritchie and see what her secrets are.
So do you have a New Year's Resolution?
I've only got one left - lose 25 pounds, maybe I'll call up Nicole Ritchie and see what her secrets are.
So do you have a New Year's Resolution?
I knew I was a Boy
Check out this site, The Gender Genie, which will analyze your writing and tell you whether you're a boy or a girl!
Whoo Hoo...I knew I was a boy!
Go check it out yourself....you're not afraid of what you'll discover will you?
Whoo Hoo...I knew I was a boy!
Go check it out yourself....you're not afraid of what you'll discover will you?
Movie Reviews - Two Great, One not finished
We went to see Dreamgirls on Christmas Day, all I can say is WOW. The movie was phenomenal, Jennifer Hudson was terrific, Beyonce was good and the movie did an amazing job of staying "true" to the stage version. I would highly recommend that you go see it, really. That's all of my review, there's enough other people out there critiquing it so I'll leave it to them, instead I want to talk about going to the theater on Opening Day which also happens to be Christmas Day.
The Boyfriend was saavy enough to purchase our tickets online (via Fandango) early in the morning because when we arrived about 45 minutes early for the show, the ticker board was flashing SOLD OUT, when we got inside we split up - me to the Snack Counter and him to scope out seats. By the time I was checking out with my two popcorns and water there were about 30 people in line at the snack bar, whew, we got here just in time! When I got to the theater The Boyfriend had scoped out two places for us to sit - one with reclining seats and one with the "loveseat" feature. We ended up sitting in the loveseats on the aisle, really good seats! We just sat back and watched as the theater slowly and then quickly started to fill up. I always find it funny that people wait to the last minute to get to the theater on opening day, especially when there's a group of 6 and they all want to sit together and get there 10 minutes before the show starts......do they really think they're going to sit together?!? The theater was filled with 'Mo's and Women, while we sat comfortably in our seats there were at least a dozen people who chose to sit in the aisles instead of sitting in the front section of seats.
We also watched Little Miss Sunshine this weekend. YOU MUST see this movie, it is fabulous, it's funny, it's endearing and it'll have you scratching your head! We loved it.
We also started to watch Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby.uhm.....well lets just say that we didn't really watch more than the first 30 minutes of the movie. I'm all about comedy and I love a stupid comedy (ala Airplane or Police Academy) but this was just WAY WAY too much, it just seemed like it was all shrieking and yelling and bad southern accents. I'm sorry, I know that I'll probably get booed for this, but I doubt that I'll ever put that DVD in my player again.
The Boyfriend was saavy enough to purchase our tickets online (via Fandango) early in the morning because when we arrived about 45 minutes early for the show, the ticker board was flashing SOLD OUT, when we got inside we split up - me to the Snack Counter and him to scope out seats. By the time I was checking out with my two popcorns and water there were about 30 people in line at the snack bar, whew, we got here just in time! When I got to the theater The Boyfriend had scoped out two places for us to sit - one with reclining seats and one with the "loveseat" feature. We ended up sitting in the loveseats on the aisle, really good seats! We just sat back and watched as the theater slowly and then quickly started to fill up. I always find it funny that people wait to the last minute to get to the theater on opening day, especially when there's a group of 6 and they all want to sit together and get there 10 minutes before the show starts......do they really think they're going to sit together?!? The theater was filled with 'Mo's and Women, while we sat comfortably in our seats there were at least a dozen people who chose to sit in the aisles instead of sitting in the front section of seats.
We also watched Little Miss Sunshine this weekend. YOU MUST see this movie, it is fabulous, it's funny, it's endearing and it'll have you scratching your head! We loved it.
We also started to watch Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby.uhm.....well lets just say that we didn't really watch more than the first 30 minutes of the movie. I'm all about comedy and I love a stupid comedy (ala Airplane or Police Academy) but this was just WAY WAY too much, it just seemed like it was all shrieking and yelling and bad southern accents. I'm sorry, I know that I'll probably get booed for this, but I doubt that I'll ever put that DVD in my player again.
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
You know you're getting old
Several weeks back I was out having a drink with some friends and as it usually ends up, we start talking about "the good old days" You know, the 80's and 90's, I was lamenting that the poster by the door of the liquor establishment said that you had to have been born before 1985 in order to purchase or consume alcoholic beverages.
Damn - I remember 1985! Really I do! That's what really sucks, I was a sophomore in High School and these kids who are now legal to drink were just being pushed out of their mothers Vah-Jay-Jay! My god am I getting old.
Well of course when it gets to the talk of "I'm getting old" it always gets to the point of "Oh no, I'm younger than you".
My piece de resistance statement went something like this "I was in my 20's in the 90's, I'm not that old." At which point one of the other revelers said, "Yeah , I was in my 20's in the 90's too." So since we had something in common we clinked our glasses and toasted to our good fortune. His next statment almost made me spit out my cocktail (and we all know that THAT is true Alcohol Abuse) "Yeah, I was 20 in 1999"
What did he just say? I looked dejectedly at him and said, "Well I sort of meant it the other way, I was 21 in 1990"
I guess the 90's was a long decade wasn't it? God I'm getting old!
Damn - I remember 1985! Really I do! That's what really sucks, I was a sophomore in High School and these kids who are now legal to drink were just being pushed out of their mothers Vah-Jay-Jay! My god am I getting old.
Well of course when it gets to the talk of "I'm getting old" it always gets to the point of "Oh no, I'm younger than you".
My piece de resistance statement went something like this "I was in my 20's in the 90's, I'm not that old." At which point one of the other revelers said, "Yeah , I was in my 20's in the 90's too." So since we had something in common we clinked our glasses and toasted to our good fortune. His next statment almost made me spit out my cocktail (and we all know that THAT is true Alcohol Abuse) "Yeah, I was 20 in 1999"
What did he just say? I looked dejectedly at him and said, "Well I sort of meant it the other way, I was 21 in 1990"
I guess the 90's was a long decade wasn't it? God I'm getting old!
The Boys Are Waiting (scroll down for the latest post)
Well you ask, what are they waiting for?
They're waiting for cards from you so they can try out some of their new poses.
You can not believe how many hours they have been spending at the gym just to get ready for you.
If you would like to have your card featured with the boys all you need to do is send it to:
The Boys
PO Box 408543
Chicago, IL 60640
While they're waiting I'll keep them in separate rooms so they're not constantly doing each other!
They're waiting for cards from you so they can try out some of their new poses.
You can not believe how many hours they have been spending at the gym just to get ready for you.
If you would like to have your card featured with the boys all you need to do is send it to:
The Boys
PO Box 408543
Chicago, IL 60640
While they're waiting I'll keep them in separate rooms so they're not constantly doing each other!
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
A Lost Christmas Card
Today in the mail I received (probably) the last of the Christmas Cards....the only problem.....I only got the FRONT of the envelope.....no back of the envelope, no card, JUST the front of the envelope.
So if you sent me a Christmas Card, I'm sorry to say that I didn't get it, but I love the sentiment behind it, in fact I'm going to save it and put it with the rest of my cards!
So here's what's on the front of the envelope:
Postmark: Knoxville, TN 379 on 14 Dec 2006 in the PM, it has a 37 Flag stamp on it with the 2 cent necklace up stamp. It was addressed to my "old" address on Ridge and was forwarded to me.
So if this was you, please let me know and I'll send you my new address!
So if you sent me a Christmas Card, I'm sorry to say that I didn't get it, but I love the sentiment behind it, in fact I'm going to save it and put it with the rest of my cards!
So here's what's on the front of the envelope:
Postmark: Knoxville, TN 379 on 14 Dec 2006 in the PM, it has a 37 Flag stamp on it with the 2 cent necklace up stamp. It was addressed to my "old" address on Ridge and was forwarded to me.
So if this was you, please let me know and I'll send you my new address!
Sunday, December 24, 2006
A Live Blogging Event
Merry Christmas one and all, I can say that because…well it’s my blog and I can say what ever I want, whenever I want…plus I can also say that because tonight I’m hosting my first ever live blogging event from the Midnight Mass at Holy Name Cathedral in downtown Chicago.
Tonight The Boyfriend is making dinner at his new apartment, so along with his mother and his son we’re going to Midnight Mass, this is huge for me, considering that I’m not a Catholic, nor am I religious in any manner…but you know what, that’s not gonna stop me!
So here we go:
11:45 pm – The church is really starting to fill up, it’s hard to believe that so many people are awake at this time of night, usually I’ve been in bed for a few hours drifting into my nightly fit (along with the help of my friend Xanex). I've discovered that at my age, Beauty Sleep no longer helps, I need a Beauty Coma!!
11:50 pm – Oh there’s one of the priests, he’s dressed awful fancy that’s for sure, I thought that priests were not supposed to have any worldly possessions and live a life of poverty…or does that only apply to nuns?
11:55 pm – the choir has arrived, a whole bunch of women in white robes (oh maybe they’re supposed to represent angels or something) and there’s a harpist and there’s a HUGE organ that they just uncovered…..you know what I mean, a huge PIPE organ…you’ve just got a dirty mind that’s all.
12:00 am – Ok, all quiet on the water front, oh there’s a processional starting, a couple of Altar Boys are carrying big pointy things down the center aisle, all the while being chased by some Priests. Honestly these Altar Boys aren’t all that cute, I don’t understand what all of the controversy is really about?!? Following the boys carrying sticks there’s a priest in a white dress, almost like a bride, but what’s that he's carrying? It’s like a big ball or something….but it’s smoking…..As he walks by I whisper loudly “Father, your dress is fabulous but your purse is on fire.” He gives me a dirty look. The bells start ringing frantically. Thank goodness I’m in the church because if I were a neighbor I’d be calling 911 and reporting them for making so much noise!
12:04 am – the first of many (I’m sure) kneeling down to pray.
12:05 am – Ok, it’s really weird, everyone is talking in unison, it seems as though I’m the only one who doesn’t know what to say. It reminds me of a musical where the whole town comes together to do a spontaneous number but they all know the words AND all of the dance steps…I mean if it’s supposed to be spontaneous why does it look so rehearsed?
12:09 am – Looking through the program I see there’s gonna be singing for everyone, Yeah!!! I like singing. The program is about 4 pages long (not too bad) The first song is "O Come All Yea Faithful" – I know that song. Plus there’s a whole bunch of other things listed here, maybe I should grab the bible and start reading to catch up...I wonder is there a Cliff’s Notes version?
12:12 am – The second verse of O’ Come….did not go over well, I’d never seen those lyrics before and apparently no one else had either, thank god for the choir, once we got to the last 2 lines, we were all back on course again. Oh yeah, the guy behind me is a belter…an off tune belter!
12:13 am – The building is shaking, sort of like when a low flying airplane goes by, I knew this was going to happen, I never should have come. I grab the bible and hold it over my head to ward off the possibly falling brimstone.
12:16 am – One of the choir girls is obviously a little bit more than a choir girl because she’s standing at the lectern with her hands up. Oh, I see, she’s telling us when to sing. Hands go up – we sing, easy enough!
12:17 am – Kneel & Pray
12:18 am – Stand & Pray
12:19 am – Kneel & Pray, thank god these kneelers have cushions on them, but still I’m leaning back and putting my butt on the pew, I’m not as young as I used to be.
12:20 am – Stand & Pray, ok this is getting too much, but apparently it’s even too much for the family in front of me, they look REALLY uncomfortable. Maybe this is their annual trip to Church. Mom looks a little hung over, she’s holding onto the pew in front of her and Dad is still kneeling with his eyes closed, I think he’s sleeping.
12:22 am – Floor is shaking again – ok, once was my fault this one must be for someone else who has made God angry…..oh figured it out, we’re right over the Red Line (The Subway)….whew, so glad that the church isn’t going to cave in because I came in tonight.
12:24 am – Priest is up front giving us the genealogy of the line of Christ, apparently it was 14 generations from this to that and then 14 more and 14 more…I’m confused?!? Who begat whom and became what? I thought it was all just about Mary and Joseph. Flip pages in bible faster to keep up.
12:28 am – Choir girls arms go up again, I don’t know these songs. People are still continuing to talk back to the priest in unison, starting to really freak me out. My mother always told me it was impolite to talk while someone else was talking so I’m just going to keep my mouth shut.
12:30 am – Belter Guy behind me is really off key, which makes it difficult for me to sing as well. In the program the song was listed as “Gloria.” I was getting really getting excited because I love that song from Laura Branigan…oh it’s not that song, it’s the other Gloria. Oh well.
12:35 am – Priest gives blessing tells us to say hi to our neighbors, so shake hands with folks in pew in front (Dad is still asleep I think) and belter guy behind me. Even though he’s loud and out of tune at least he knows the words. As I survey the crowd, come to realize that there aren’t a lot of cute catholic boys. I guess it’s just the girls that are hot in their school costumes – damn!
12:40 am – Choir Girls arms are up, time to sing something.
12:42 am – Priest is blessing the bread and the wine, oh yeah that’s right The Boyfriend said there would be wine tonight, thank goodness because my buzz is starting to wear off.
12:44 am – Everyone stands up and heads to the front for communion, I stay in my seat like a leper, and everyone stares at me as they walk back after receiving their body and blood of Christ – interestingly enough, everyone that’s walking past has their fingers interlocked and holding them out in front of themselves….they must teach them that move in Church school or something.
12:50 am – It’s true, there’s no such thing as a free lunch, now they’re passing the hat, only it’s not a hat it’s a basket on the end of a very long stick. The guy stops in front of me and forces me to put money in the basket. Don’t have any money, so throw in my bus pass that’s worth $5.00. They said the money was going to feed the homeless, now one of them can just ride the bus instead.
12:55 am – Closing time, yeah that’s right, they doled out their bread and wine and got money from us, so time to close up shop and tell us to be good. I'm still waiting for the organist to belt out the theme from Phantom of the Opera - that would be cool!
12:59 am – We’re not the first ones out of the church, surprisingly. But fortunately we’re only parked across the street, shouldn’t be too hard to get out.
1:03 am – At the car, someone has us fucking parked in. I mean for Christ’s sake it’s a church parking lot, stupid people.
1:10 am – someone finally comes to move their car, inconsiderate bastards…oh wait it’s the people that were sitting in front of us.
1:15 am – I swear church people are the most rude fucking inconsiderate bastards in the entire world, people are pulling out in front of us left and right, even though we have the right of way. Thank goodness I’m not driving, otherwise I would have taken us up on the sidewalk and wiped out a few people!
1:25 am – finally out on the street and heading home. All I can say is that fucking Santa Claus had better have been at the house already, because if he wakes me up I will NOT be happy.
Merry Christmas, one and all, I hope that you have a wonderful, happy, and safe Holiday with your family and your loved ones.
**NOTE*** - No Catholics were hurt in the making of this blog post! Oh yeah, and this whole thing was a joke, I hope you know that. We did go to the 6:00 pm session (is that what it's called, I don't know) and the entire event was beautiful, very churchy and very interesting. Hopefully I should be good until next years event!
Tonight The Boyfriend is making dinner at his new apartment, so along with his mother and his son we’re going to Midnight Mass, this is huge for me, considering that I’m not a Catholic, nor am I religious in any manner…but you know what, that’s not gonna stop me!
So here we go:
11:45 pm – The church is really starting to fill up, it’s hard to believe that so many people are awake at this time of night, usually I’ve been in bed for a few hours drifting into my nightly fit (along with the help of my friend Xanex). I've discovered that at my age, Beauty Sleep no longer helps, I need a Beauty Coma!!
11:50 pm – Oh there’s one of the priests, he’s dressed awful fancy that’s for sure, I thought that priests were not supposed to have any worldly possessions and live a life of poverty…or does that only apply to nuns?
11:55 pm – the choir has arrived, a whole bunch of women in white robes (oh maybe they’re supposed to represent angels or something) and there’s a harpist and there’s a HUGE organ that they just uncovered…..you know what I mean, a huge PIPE organ…you’ve just got a dirty mind that’s all.
12:00 am – Ok, all quiet on the water front, oh there’s a processional starting, a couple of Altar Boys are carrying big pointy things down the center aisle, all the while being chased by some Priests. Honestly these Altar Boys aren’t all that cute, I don’t understand what all of the controversy is really about?!? Following the boys carrying sticks there’s a priest in a white dress, almost like a bride, but what’s that he's carrying? It’s like a big ball or something….but it’s smoking…..As he walks by I whisper loudly “Father, your dress is fabulous but your purse is on fire.” He gives me a dirty look. The bells start ringing frantically. Thank goodness I’m in the church because if I were a neighbor I’d be calling 911 and reporting them for making so much noise!
12:04 am – the first of many (I’m sure) kneeling down to pray.
12:05 am – Ok, it’s really weird, everyone is talking in unison, it seems as though I’m the only one who doesn’t know what to say. It reminds me of a musical where the whole town comes together to do a spontaneous number but they all know the words AND all of the dance steps…I mean if it’s supposed to be spontaneous why does it look so rehearsed?
12:09 am – Looking through the program I see there’s gonna be singing for everyone, Yeah!!! I like singing. The program is about 4 pages long (not too bad) The first song is "O Come All Yea Faithful" – I know that song. Plus there’s a whole bunch of other things listed here, maybe I should grab the bible and start reading to catch up...I wonder is there a Cliff’s Notes version?
12:12 am – The second verse of O’ Come….did not go over well, I’d never seen those lyrics before and apparently no one else had either, thank god for the choir, once we got to the last 2 lines, we were all back on course again. Oh yeah, the guy behind me is a belter…an off tune belter!
12:13 am – The building is shaking, sort of like when a low flying airplane goes by, I knew this was going to happen, I never should have come. I grab the bible and hold it over my head to ward off the possibly falling brimstone.
12:16 am – One of the choir girls is obviously a little bit more than a choir girl because she’s standing at the lectern with her hands up. Oh, I see, she’s telling us when to sing. Hands go up – we sing, easy enough!
12:17 am – Kneel & Pray
12:18 am – Stand & Pray
12:19 am – Kneel & Pray, thank god these kneelers have cushions on them, but still I’m leaning back and putting my butt on the pew, I’m not as young as I used to be.
12:20 am – Stand & Pray, ok this is getting too much, but apparently it’s even too much for the family in front of me, they look REALLY uncomfortable. Maybe this is their annual trip to Church. Mom looks a little hung over, she’s holding onto the pew in front of her and Dad is still kneeling with his eyes closed, I think he’s sleeping.
12:22 am – Floor is shaking again – ok, once was my fault this one must be for someone else who has made God angry…..oh figured it out, we’re right over the Red Line (The Subway)….whew, so glad that the church isn’t going to cave in because I came in tonight.
12:24 am – Priest is up front giving us the genealogy of the line of Christ, apparently it was 14 generations from this to that and then 14 more and 14 more…I’m confused?!? Who begat whom and became what? I thought it was all just about Mary and Joseph. Flip pages in bible faster to keep up.
12:28 am – Choir girls arms go up again, I don’t know these songs. People are still continuing to talk back to the priest in unison, starting to really freak me out. My mother always told me it was impolite to talk while someone else was talking so I’m just going to keep my mouth shut.
12:30 am – Belter Guy behind me is really off key, which makes it difficult for me to sing as well. In the program the song was listed as “Gloria.” I was getting really getting excited because I love that song from Laura Branigan…oh it’s not that song, it’s the other Gloria. Oh well.
12:35 am – Priest gives blessing tells us to say hi to our neighbors, so shake hands with folks in pew in front (Dad is still asleep I think) and belter guy behind me. Even though he’s loud and out of tune at least he knows the words. As I survey the crowd, come to realize that there aren’t a lot of cute catholic boys. I guess it’s just the girls that are hot in their school costumes – damn!
12:40 am – Choir Girls arms are up, time to sing something.
12:42 am – Priest is blessing the bread and the wine, oh yeah that’s right The Boyfriend said there would be wine tonight, thank goodness because my buzz is starting to wear off.
12:44 am – Everyone stands up and heads to the front for communion, I stay in my seat like a leper, and everyone stares at me as they walk back after receiving their body and blood of Christ – interestingly enough, everyone that’s walking past has their fingers interlocked and holding them out in front of themselves….they must teach them that move in Church school or something.
12:50 am – It’s true, there’s no such thing as a free lunch, now they’re passing the hat, only it’s not a hat it’s a basket on the end of a very long stick. The guy stops in front of me and forces me to put money in the basket. Don’t have any money, so throw in my bus pass that’s worth $5.00. They said the money was going to feed the homeless, now one of them can just ride the bus instead.
12:55 am – Closing time, yeah that’s right, they doled out their bread and wine and got money from us, so time to close up shop and tell us to be good. I'm still waiting for the organist to belt out the theme from Phantom of the Opera - that would be cool!
12:59 am – We’re not the first ones out of the church, surprisingly. But fortunately we’re only parked across the street, shouldn’t be too hard to get out.
1:03 am – At the car, someone has us fucking parked in. I mean for Christ’s sake it’s a church parking lot, stupid people.
1:10 am – someone finally comes to move their car, inconsiderate bastards…oh wait it’s the people that were sitting in front of us.
1:15 am – I swear church people are the most rude fucking inconsiderate bastards in the entire world, people are pulling out in front of us left and right, even though we have the right of way. Thank goodness I’m not driving, otherwise I would have taken us up on the sidewalk and wiped out a few people!
1:25 am – finally out on the street and heading home. All I can say is that fucking Santa Claus had better have been at the house already, because if he wakes me up I will NOT be happy.
Merry Christmas, one and all, I hope that you have a wonderful, happy, and safe Holiday with your family and your loved ones.
**NOTE*** - No Catholics were hurt in the making of this blog post! Oh yeah, and this whole thing was a joke, I hope you know that. We did go to the 6:00 pm session (is that what it's called, I don't know) and the entire event was beautiful, very churchy and very interesting. Hopefully I should be good until next years event!
Friday, December 22, 2006
What is up with Rosie
I swear to god, she must be off of her Meds....what the hell is going on with her?
Now she's in a big fight with Donald Trump, she calls him a bad businessman, he calls her fat and stupid.
Apparently he was on Larry King Live last night and claimed that Rosie only got an Emmy because she was "nice" and that she probably has a very low IQ.....
What in the hell is going on here?
Now she's in a big fight with Donald Trump, she calls him a bad businessman, he calls her fat and stupid.
Apparently he was on Larry King Live last night and claimed that Rosie only got an Emmy because she was "nice" and that she probably has a very low IQ.....
What in the hell is going on here?
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
I'm obsessed - A Contest
With this Target Commercial:
Well I'm obsessed with the song, it haunts me in my sleep. It's playing all the time and I LOVE IT. I don't know what it is about the song but it just stays with me all of the time. I've been trying to figure out what the song is for ages...with no luck. Well I just found out!!!!!
Here's where the contest part comes in.....the first person to guess, without cheating (i.e. going to google - anyone can do that (I'm the perfect example))
WINS a prize
Honest...if You're Honest, I'll be Honest.
So to win the contest submit in the comments:
Name of the Song/Name of the Artist
Good Luck!!!!
Well I'm obsessed with the song, it haunts me in my sleep. It's playing all the time and I LOVE IT. I don't know what it is about the song but it just stays with me all of the time. I've been trying to figure out what the song is for ages...with no luck. Well I just found out!!!!!
Here's where the contest part comes in.....the first person to guess, without cheating (i.e. going to google - anyone can do that (I'm the perfect example))
WINS a prize
Honest...if You're Honest, I'll be Honest.
So to win the contest submit in the comments:
Name of the Song/Name of the Artist
Good Luck!!!!
These new gameshows
Has anyone else been watching this rash of night-time gameshows that are all over the TV? There's that really bad one with William Shatner "Show Me The Money" and then the one with Penn called "Identity" and there's 1 vs 100 with-- oh what's his name....but I think the best night-time game show is "Deal or No Deal" with Howie Mandel.
I watch these shows...along with my roommate....and we sit and yell at the tv, just like the rest of America, but there's really one big thing that bugs me about all of them.....
The contestants SUCK. These aren't "skill" games, so the people they find are the ones who are like the peppiest, perkiest, craziest people out there...I mean these people are up there acting ridiculous (or maybe it's just me) but these people are just totally out of control. But what's most annoying is that they're not even "smart" when they have to answer a question or match people up, they make the most annoying mistakes, which makes us just scream at the tv even more.
When we come home for lunch we usually catch the last 15 minutes of Millionaire, thank god because now that the show is on every day 15 times a day, the contestants and questions make me want to jump off our porch! The guy that was on yesterday had to use one of his lifelines on the FIRST question....yep, on the first question!!!!! The guy that was on today used two of his lifelines for the $4000 question, uhm HELLO.....and the question wasn't even hard. Oh my god I had to run around the house to stop from screaming at the guy.
But hey, that's what the networks want us to do don't they? Get mad at the people, interact with the TV and promote their shows for free on their blogs.....shit, just like I did.....oh well!
So what do you think of the new Night Time Game Shows - Smart or Annoying?
I watch these shows...along with my roommate....and we sit and yell at the tv, just like the rest of America, but there's really one big thing that bugs me about all of them.....
The contestants SUCK. These aren't "skill" games, so the people they find are the ones who are like the peppiest, perkiest, craziest people out there...I mean these people are up there acting ridiculous (or maybe it's just me) but these people are just totally out of control. But what's most annoying is that they're not even "smart" when they have to answer a question or match people up, they make the most annoying mistakes, which makes us just scream at the tv even more.
When we come home for lunch we usually catch the last 15 minutes of Millionaire, thank god because now that the show is on every day 15 times a day, the contestants and questions make me want to jump off our porch! The guy that was on yesterday had to use one of his lifelines on the FIRST question....yep, on the first question!!!!! The guy that was on today used two of his lifelines for the $4000 question, uhm HELLO.....and the question wasn't even hard. Oh my god I had to run around the house to stop from screaming at the guy.
But hey, that's what the networks want us to do don't they? Get mad at the people, interact with the TV and promote their shows for free on their blogs.....shit, just like I did.....oh well!
So what do you think of the new Night Time Game Shows - Smart or Annoying?
Not really TiVO
When I moved earlier this year one of the "new" things we got was Cable....I didn't have cable at my old place (long story short - when I first moved 4 years ago I wanted to get the Phone/Cable/Internet combo, but at that time you had to have an existing phone line that the cable "took over", since I was just moving I didn't have a phone and didn't want to pay 2 installation fees, ergo I never had cable and went with DSL instead...whew)
So we got cable....and along with cable we got the Comcast DVR (we can't call it TiVO because that's a trademarked name) and HDTV (fortunately the previous owners of the condo left us a 52" HDTV it's fabulous).
All I can say is Cable is FABULOUS!!!!! Having a DVR is even MORE FABULOUS!!!!! You can record anything and watch it at anytime....there's nothing better than watching Saturday Night Live early Sunday morning after a good nights sleep!
Even better is the ability to fast forward past the commericals and to the answer part of Wheel of Fortune. I like to play a game where I record Jeopardy, watch it and then invite friends over to watch it again (only I don't tell them I already saw it) you should see their jaws drop!
The only thing I don't like is when you're watching a program and you suddenly realize that you're watching commercials......commercials that you don't need to watch - it's so embarrassing!
So have you TiVO'd yet?
So we got cable....and along with cable we got the Comcast DVR (we can't call it TiVO because that's a trademarked name) and HDTV (fortunately the previous owners of the condo left us a 52" HDTV it's fabulous).
All I can say is Cable is FABULOUS!!!!! Having a DVR is even MORE FABULOUS!!!!! You can record anything and watch it at anytime....there's nothing better than watching Saturday Night Live early Sunday morning after a good nights sleep!
Even better is the ability to fast forward past the commericals and to the answer part of Wheel of Fortune. I like to play a game where I record Jeopardy, watch it and then invite friends over to watch it again (only I don't tell them I already saw it) you should see their jaws drop!
The only thing I don't like is when you're watching a program and you suddenly realize that you're watching commercials......commercials that you don't need to watch - it's so embarrassing!
So have you TiVO'd yet?
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Soft Drinks are gonna kill you
Well they may not kill you, that is unless you're driving down the expressway and you happen to drop your can of Coke which makes you swerve across 14 lanes of traffic and flip your SUV over....but otherwise Coke won't kill you, but it's pretty nasty in itself.
I was surfing around and found this website that tells you exactly what happens when you drink a sugar-ladden can of soda (or as they like to call it here in the Midwest - Pop, you know I never got that, we always called it Soda, when I first moved here I thought people were trying to start fights with me, they'd always say "Hey do you want a pop?" and I'd of course throw my arms up to cover my face and fall down into the fetal position to protect myself, fortunately I got over that).
But really, Soda in general is bad for you, I should know I drink way way too much of it! So take a gander at what happens when you drink a soda pop (see, now that use of pop is fine):
In The First
10 minutes: 10 teaspoons of sugar hit your system. (100% of your recommended daily intake.) You don’t immediately vomit from the overwhelming sweetness because phosphoric acid cuts the flavor allowing you to keep it down. (I assume they're talking about a regular 12oz can of soda, not the honking 20 oz bottles that are typcially the only thing available)
20 minutes: Your blood sugar spikes, causing an insulin burst. Your liver responds to this by turning any sugar it can get its hands on into fat. (There’s plenty of that at this particular moment)
40 minutes: Caffeine absorption is complete. Your pupils dialate, your blood pressure rises, as a response your livers dumps more sugar into your bloodstream. The adenosine receptors in your brain are now blocked preventing drowsiness.
45 minutes: Your body ups your dopamine production stimulating the pleasure centers of your brain. This is physically the same way heroin works, by the way. (chocolate works the same way, as I understand)
60 minutes: The phosphoric acid binds calcium, magnesium and zinc in your lower intestine, providing a further boost in metabolism. This is compounded by high doses of sugar and artificial sweeteners also increasing the urinary excretion of calcium.
60 Minutes: The caffeine’s diuretic properties come into play. (It makes you have to pee.) It is now assured that you’ll evacuate the bonded calcium, magnesium and zinc that was headed to your bones as well as sodium, electrolyte and water.
60 minutes: As the rave inside of you dies down you’ll start to have a sugar crash. You may become irritable and/or sluggish. You’ve also now, literally, pissed away all the water that was in the Coke. But not before infusing it with valuable nutrients your body could have used for things like even having the ability to hydrate your system or build strong bones and teeth.
Here's a LINK to the original article, they've got some other interesting things there as well.
So what are you drinking?
I was surfing around and found this website that tells you exactly what happens when you drink a sugar-ladden can of soda (or as they like to call it here in the Midwest - Pop, you know I never got that, we always called it Soda, when I first moved here I thought people were trying to start fights with me, they'd always say "Hey do you want a pop?" and I'd of course throw my arms up to cover my face and fall down into the fetal position to protect myself, fortunately I got over that).
But really, Soda in general is bad for you, I should know I drink way way too much of it! So take a gander at what happens when you drink a soda pop (see, now that use of pop is fine):
In The First
10 minutes: 10 teaspoons of sugar hit your system. (100% of your recommended daily intake.) You don’t immediately vomit from the overwhelming sweetness because phosphoric acid cuts the flavor allowing you to keep it down. (I assume they're talking about a regular 12oz can of soda, not the honking 20 oz bottles that are typcially the only thing available)
20 minutes: Your blood sugar spikes, causing an insulin burst. Your liver responds to this by turning any sugar it can get its hands on into fat. (There’s plenty of that at this particular moment)
40 minutes: Caffeine absorption is complete. Your pupils dialate, your blood pressure rises, as a response your livers dumps more sugar into your bloodstream. The adenosine receptors in your brain are now blocked preventing drowsiness.
45 minutes: Your body ups your dopamine production stimulating the pleasure centers of your brain. This is physically the same way heroin works, by the way. (chocolate works the same way, as I understand)
60 minutes: The phosphoric acid binds calcium, magnesium and zinc in your lower intestine, providing a further boost in metabolism. This is compounded by high doses of sugar and artificial sweeteners also increasing the urinary excretion of calcium.
60 Minutes: The caffeine’s diuretic properties come into play. (It makes you have to pee.) It is now assured that you’ll evacuate the bonded calcium, magnesium and zinc that was headed to your bones as well as sodium, electrolyte and water.
60 minutes: As the rave inside of you dies down you’ll start to have a sugar crash. You may become irritable and/or sluggish. You’ve also now, literally, pissed away all the water that was in the Coke. But not before infusing it with valuable nutrients your body could have used for things like even having the ability to hydrate your system or build strong bones and teeth.
Here's a LINK to the original article, they've got some other interesting things there as well.
So what are you drinking?
Sunday, December 17, 2006
Ive turned into a suburbanite
Question for you….what kind of clothes do you wear at home when you’re just hanging out?
Are you a khaki’s and dress shirt kinda person all the time, even on the weekends? I wear that stuff to work Monday thru Thursday, we have a very very very casual dress code at work, but I make sure that I always wear a nice shirt and pants.
But when I get home from work, I usually throw on a pair of track pants and a t-shirt….I do this almost every day…..
Then I realized, I turned into a suburbanite….I can’t help it, it’s so comfy.
So what are you wearing right now?
Are you a khaki’s and dress shirt kinda person all the time, even on the weekends? I wear that stuff to work Monday thru Thursday, we have a very very very casual dress code at work, but I make sure that I always wear a nice shirt and pants.
But when I get home from work, I usually throw on a pair of track pants and a t-shirt….I do this almost every day…..
Then I realized, I turned into a suburbanite….I can’t help it, it’s so comfy.
So what are you wearing right now?
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Your Astrological Signs Tells How Bad of a Driver You Are
Apparently a study was done comparing people's astrological sign to the number of tickets and accidents they've had.
Here's the list according to InsuranceHotline.com
12th place & the best drivers - Leo
11th place - Gemini
10th place - Cancer
9th place - Virgo
8th place - Capricorn
7th place - Sagittarius
6th place - Taurus
5th place - Scorpio
4th place - Pisces
3rd place - Aries
First Runner Up - Aquarius
Grand Prize Winner - Libra
Great, I'm an Aquarius (and admittedly I am a bad driver, but I've only been in one accident and had one speeding ticket more than 10 years ago). The bad news is The Boyfriend is a gemini - I'll never hear the end of that!
So what sign are you? Does it relate to your driving?
Here's the list according to InsuranceHotline.com
12th place & the best drivers - Leo
11th place - Gemini
10th place - Cancer
9th place - Virgo
8th place - Capricorn
7th place - Sagittarius
6th place - Taurus
5th place - Scorpio
4th place - Pisces
3rd place - Aries
First Runner Up - Aquarius
Grand Prize Winner - Libra
Great, I'm an Aquarius (and admittedly I am a bad driver, but I've only been in one accident and had one speeding ticket more than 10 years ago). The bad news is The Boyfriend is a gemini - I'll never hear the end of that!
So what sign are you? Does it relate to your driving?
Rules Rules Rules
Everyone wants rules but no one wants rules....I tell ya, it's getting harder and harder to live in a free country.
Remember my earlier posts, first about the backpacks and then the airport, well once again rules have come back to bite someone in the ass.
Only this time it's a 13 year old kid who got expelled from school for posessing a gun.....oh wait a minute let me tell you what happend.
A kid and his friend find an pellet gun in the bathroom, he takes it and turns it into authroities....do they congratulate him and say "Job well done son!" NO.......
Instead they say "oh the rules say that posession of a gun gets you expelled" even though it's not your gun, even though you found it, even though you were on your way to turn it in....nope, you're in posession of it, so you're outta here kid!
So now this kid, who was trying to do good, has been expelled from school....I guess it's the same as kids who get in trouble for having Tylenol because their school has a "zero tolerence" rule regarding drugs....even though it's supposed to mean cocaine, crack and the like.
Rules suck sometimes don't they?!?
Here's the story if you're interested in reading it. I feel bad for the kid.
Remember my earlier posts, first about the backpacks and then the airport, well once again rules have come back to bite someone in the ass.
Only this time it's a 13 year old kid who got expelled from school for posessing a gun.....oh wait a minute let me tell you what happend.
A kid and his friend find an pellet gun in the bathroom, he takes it and turns it into authroities....do they congratulate him and say "Job well done son!" NO.......
Instead they say "oh the rules say that posession of a gun gets you expelled" even though it's not your gun, even though you found it, even though you were on your way to turn it in....nope, you're in posession of it, so you're outta here kid!
So now this kid, who was trying to do good, has been expelled from school....I guess it's the same as kids who get in trouble for having Tylenol because their school has a "zero tolerence" rule regarding drugs....even though it's supposed to mean cocaine, crack and the like.
Rules suck sometimes don't they?!?
Here's the story if you're interested in reading it. I feel bad for the kid.
Why I don't have pets
I grew up on a farm in NE PA, we had animals around, but only a few pets. One of the first things I learned to do was differentiate between Pets and Livestock. We had two dogs a smattering of cats, some cows, pigs and chickens.
You learn right away that Dogs and Cats are fine to have as pets, but Cows, Chickens and Pigs are not pets....my sister always had a problem with this. But then again she also thought that Deer were pets too (but then we did have a pet deer growing up as well).
To quote from one of my favorite movies "Babe" "Oh dear, don't you know what pigs are for? They're for eating. Oh I'm sorry, did I say something to upset you?" Yep that's right, cows, pigs and chickens (at least on our farm) were for eatin' not for making best friends.
Every year for Easter our parents would buy us a calf or a piglet and we'd get to raise it for the year and then come autumn time...shoot that guy in the head and eat them all winter. Well granted, I never killed an animal, we always left that up to my dad - who for some reason had no problem killing a cow...hmmmmmm.....I don't have a problem eating it, I just have a problem killing it.
One year when we got calves, my sister got a Blue Holstein or something like that...but the black in it's coat was so dark that it was literally Blue, she named it Selsun Blue.
My sister always had a difficult time eating her 'friends' the rest of us were big old carnivores! Whenever we'd slaughter a cow my sister wouldn't eat ANY meat (even chicken) for fear that it was her cow.
I remember one time a "citified" aunt came to visit, a week earlier my dad had killed one of the cows and it was hanging in the barn to dry out and age(that's what you do, honest) my aunt came in and saw it and asked "What is that?" My Dad told her that was beef, she didn't believe him. She said that "beef comes from the grocery store on that little styrofoam plate." HONEST, she did...I was there!
We did have pets we didn't eat though, we had a cat named Motor - because it purred so much, a dog named Red - because it was red, and a dog named Hair - because it was a poodle and had a lot of hair. I know, not very imaginative names, but I had friends who named their dog Deeojee (d-o-g).
Once I moved away from home I had two cats, but unfortunately due to a room-mates allergies I had to send them to the farm to live - literally they went to a farm, not "The Farm." But I don't have any pets now, my room-mate does, but I don't (We'll talk more about that beast later).
The point of my post today was to warn you about not dying around your pets, especially like THIS GUY please be careful out there with your pets folks!
So do you have a pet? Have you ever eaten a pet?
You learn right away that Dogs and Cats are fine to have as pets, but Cows, Chickens and Pigs are not pets....my sister always had a problem with this. But then again she also thought that Deer were pets too (but then we did have a pet deer growing up as well).
To quote from one of my favorite movies "Babe" "Oh dear, don't you know what pigs are for? They're for eating. Oh I'm sorry, did I say something to upset you?" Yep that's right, cows, pigs and chickens (at least on our farm) were for eatin' not for making best friends.
Every year for Easter our parents would buy us a calf or a piglet and we'd get to raise it for the year and then come autumn time...shoot that guy in the head and eat them all winter. Well granted, I never killed an animal, we always left that up to my dad - who for some reason had no problem killing a cow...hmmmmmm.....I don't have a problem eating it, I just have a problem killing it.
One year when we got calves, my sister got a Blue Holstein or something like that...but the black in it's coat was so dark that it was literally Blue, she named it Selsun Blue.
My sister always had a difficult time eating her 'friends' the rest of us were big old carnivores! Whenever we'd slaughter a cow my sister wouldn't eat ANY meat (even chicken) for fear that it was her cow.
I remember one time a "citified" aunt came to visit, a week earlier my dad had killed one of the cows and it was hanging in the barn to dry out and age(that's what you do, honest) my aunt came in and saw it and asked "What is that?" My Dad told her that was beef, she didn't believe him. She said that "beef comes from the grocery store on that little styrofoam plate." HONEST, she did...I was there!
We did have pets we didn't eat though, we had a cat named Motor - because it purred so much, a dog named Red - because it was red, and a dog named Hair - because it was a poodle and had a lot of hair. I know, not very imaginative names, but I had friends who named their dog Deeojee (d-o-g).
Once I moved away from home I had two cats, but unfortunately due to a room-mates allergies I had to send them to the farm to live - literally they went to a farm, not "The Farm." But I don't have any pets now, my room-mate does, but I don't (We'll talk more about that beast later).
The point of my post today was to warn you about not dying around your pets, especially like THIS GUY please be careful out there with your pets folks!
So do you have a pet? Have you ever eaten a pet?
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Being the Emcee
We had our work "Holiday" party last week, of course in this era of total political correctness we can't call it a Christmas party in case we offend any of the muslims, jews, non-christians, etc that may work in our building or who may accidentally walk by on the sidewalk.
Our Holiday Party is pretty nice, it's at an offsite restaurant/banquet hall, the food is pretty good and we always have a charity raffle with bunches of cool presents.
This year, a few hours before the party one of my co-workers (who was on the planning committee) asked me if I would co-host with one of the team members, quickly since I knew there'd be a spotlight I said Sure!!!
Well it wasn't until an hour later that I found out that I was going to be the Emcee and that my co-worker was going to be my Vanna and draw raffle tickets out of the barrel and hand them to me.....uh oh, there REALLY was going to be a spotlight.
Well I'd been looking a little shaggy so after work I ran to the Barber Shop and have them give me a once over with their clippers! Then I had to rifle through my closet and find something appropriate to wear! Fortunately I found my velvet jacket from last year and a pair of pants that didn't have a button missing.
We arrived at the party and I had my two cocktails (but had extra tickets since the lady that organized it knew I was working and would probably need a little liquid confidence). Then we were told that we would have to draw all of the raffle tickets DURING Dinner! Which meant that I would have the wonderful opportunity of not being able to sit at my table and enjoy dinner.
Irregardless (as an old boss of mine used to say and would drive me crazy) I had a great time being the Emcee, I had big shoes to fill though. The guy who's been doing it for the last few years is no longer with the company and I knew that everyone was going to compare me to him. I guess if not everyone in the company knew who I was they did after I got finished!
I told my co-host Vanna that she was lucky she hadn't told me earlier, otherwise i would have had my whole Michael Richards act ready to go!
Plus wearing a velvet jacket had a lot of people touching....err petting me! There is a picture of me over on Flickr where I look like a pimp!
Our Holiday Party is pretty nice, it's at an offsite restaurant/banquet hall, the food is pretty good and we always have a charity raffle with bunches of cool presents.
This year, a few hours before the party one of my co-workers (who was on the planning committee) asked me if I would co-host with one of the team members, quickly since I knew there'd be a spotlight I said Sure!!!
Well it wasn't until an hour later that I found out that I was going to be the Emcee and that my co-worker was going to be my Vanna and draw raffle tickets out of the barrel and hand them to me.....uh oh, there REALLY was going to be a spotlight.
Well I'd been looking a little shaggy so after work I ran to the Barber Shop and have them give me a once over with their clippers! Then I had to rifle through my closet and find something appropriate to wear! Fortunately I found my velvet jacket from last year and a pair of pants that didn't have a button missing.
We arrived at the party and I had my two cocktails (but had extra tickets since the lady that organized it knew I was working and would probably need a little liquid confidence). Then we were told that we would have to draw all of the raffle tickets DURING Dinner! Which meant that I would have the wonderful opportunity of not being able to sit at my table and enjoy dinner.
Irregardless (as an old boss of mine used to say and would drive me crazy) I had a great time being the Emcee, I had big shoes to fill though. The guy who's been doing it for the last few years is no longer with the company and I knew that everyone was going to compare me to him. I guess if not everyone in the company knew who I was they did after I got finished!
I told my co-host Vanna that she was lucky she hadn't told me earlier, otherwise i would have had my whole Michael Richards act ready to go!
Plus wearing a velvet jacket had a lot of people touching....err petting me! There is a picture of me over on Flickr where I look like a pimp!
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Happy Holidays
Words cannot explain this.....I wasn't planning on watching the whole thing...but I did!
Hollywood Update
Oh yeah, I know you all come here looking for your Hollywood Update!
Apparently Nicole Ritchie (mis-spelling intentional) has been partying like a rockstar, popping Vicodin, smoking pot, drinking booze and driving! Go Nicole. Speaking from authority, it's fun to party like a rockstar...but geez, can't she afford a driver?
Also, that skank Angelina Jolie didn't "intend" to break up the lovely pairing of Jennifer Anniston (mis-spelling intentional) and Bradd Pitt....uhm, yeah right...you hooker! I can't belive that she is only AJ is only 31 years old...oh my god, I feel like an old cow right about now. The best part of AJ's story is when she says "...it was clear he was with his best friend, someone he loves and respects.” Well all I can say is better hang on AJ because if he did it to fab Jennifer, what makes you think he's not going to do the same thing to you? hmmmmm
Thus ends your Hollywood Update!
Apparently Nicole Ritchie (mis-spelling intentional) has been partying like a rockstar, popping Vicodin, smoking pot, drinking booze and driving! Go Nicole. Speaking from authority, it's fun to party like a rockstar...but geez, can't she afford a driver?
Also, that skank Angelina Jolie didn't "intend" to break up the lovely pairing of Jennifer Anniston (mis-spelling intentional) and Bradd Pitt....uhm, yeah right...you hooker! I can't belive that she is only AJ is only 31 years old...oh my god, I feel like an old cow right about now. The best part of AJ's story is when she says "...it was clear he was with his best friend, someone he loves and respects.” Well all I can say is better hang on AJ because if he did it to fab Jennifer, what makes you think he's not going to do the same thing to you? hmmmmm
Thus ends your Hollywood Update!
Monday, December 11, 2006
What's up with people? Part Deux
To continue my rant from last week....
The Seattle Airport has removed it's Christmas Trees from the airport because it's no longer PC to put up such a thing.
Apparently a Rabbi contacted the airport and told them that they should also put up a Menorah, in fact: "He had hired a lawyer and threatened to sue if the Port of Seattle didn’t add the menorah next to the trees, which had been festooned with red ribbons and bows."
So what did the airport do? Did they cave to this threat of a lawsuit by the good Rabbi? No, instead they said "Ok, then no Christmas at all." After they consulted with lawyers the "port staff believed that adding the menorah would have required adding symbols for other religions and cultures in the Northwest. The holidays are the busiest season at the airport, Betancourt said, and staff didn’t have time to play cultural anthropologists."
Well of course the Rabbi is pissed off now because the airport didn't cave to his demands of including a Menorah. The Airport did what it felt was correct - instead of trying to please everyone, they're pleasing no one.
Well remember Rabbi - be careful what you wish for.....you may just get it.
The best line of the article was the last line: “There is a concern here that the Jewish community will be portrayed as the Grinch.” -- Well if people weren't thinking that before, they are now, probably only because you said it first!
Here's the article if you'd care to indulge.
The Seattle Airport has removed it's Christmas Trees from the airport because it's no longer PC to put up such a thing.
Apparently a Rabbi contacted the airport and told them that they should also put up a Menorah, in fact: "He had hired a lawyer and threatened to sue if the Port of Seattle didn’t add the menorah next to the trees, which had been festooned with red ribbons and bows."
So what did the airport do? Did they cave to this threat of a lawsuit by the good Rabbi? No, instead they said "Ok, then no Christmas at all." After they consulted with lawyers the "port staff believed that adding the menorah would have required adding symbols for other religions and cultures in the Northwest. The holidays are the busiest season at the airport, Betancourt said, and staff didn’t have time to play cultural anthropologists."
Well of course the Rabbi is pissed off now because the airport didn't cave to his demands of including a Menorah. The Airport did what it felt was correct - instead of trying to please everyone, they're pleasing no one.
Well remember Rabbi - be careful what you wish for.....you may just get it.
The best line of the article was the last line: “There is a concern here that the Jewish community will be portrayed as the Grinch.” -- Well if people weren't thinking that before, they are now, probably only because you said it first!
Here's the article if you'd care to indulge.
Friday, December 08, 2006
Unboxing - the Quik Pod
Check out my new photo project - Unboxing!
Oh yeah, I really just want to show off my new toy to TBF!
Oh yeah, I really just want to show off my new toy to TBF!
For our Soliders in Iraq
Even though I don't agree with the current situation the US has brought on, I think that it's important that we still think of the people that are there defending our Country. They're doing a great thing, and unfortunately a lot of them will not be with their familes during the Christmas Season (hey it's my blog, I don't need to be PC), so during this time go to
Let's Say Thanks
While you're there you can pick out a thank you to send to one of the soliders currently serving in Iraq. Xerox has agreed to print the card and send it, FOR FREE.
You don't get to pick who it will go to (although there are some pretty hot soliders out there), but you can customize it a bit.
It is FREE and it will only take a few seconds.
Wouldn't it be wonderful if every solider serving received one?
Whether you are for or against the war, our guys and gals over there need to know we are behind them...
Let's Say Thanks
While you're there you can pick out a thank you to send to one of the soliders currently serving in Iraq. Xerox has agreed to print the card and send it, FOR FREE.
You don't get to pick who it will go to (although there are some pretty hot soliders out there), but you can customize it a bit.
It is FREE and it will only take a few seconds.
Wouldn't it be wonderful if every solider serving received one?
Whether you are for or against the war, our guys and gals over there need to know we are behind them...
WHY?
Why do I do it? I don't know....maybe because it's Friday....and it's been a hellacious week at work...I conducted more than 20 Web/Conference Calls this week, acted as the "emcee" at our Holiday Party last night, I'm losing my voice from doing all of the conference calls, my buttons are falling off my new coat, it's cold here, I don't know why I do it...but I just ate a whole box of these things:
And not the measly 4 pack like the picture...I ate the jumbo size....with 15 of the fuckers!
What did you eat today that you regret?
And not the measly 4 pack like the picture...I ate the jumbo size....with 15 of the fuckers!
What did you eat today that you regret?
What's up with people?
What is going on with people....especially the supposed "Stars"
Poor Lindsay Lohan can barely write an "adequite" letter to express her concern with the country because obviously, she has "such an impact on our younger generations, as well as generations older than me." Poor Lindsay Oh yeah, and Al Gore's really not sure who she is.
Then we've got Wesley Snipes being arrested for Tax Fraud, and Lou Diamond Philips on probation and doing community service because he popped his live-in girlfriend. It's sad because they say he's "best known for starring in La Bamba" uhm, hello...he also did the King & I on Broadway.
Even worse we've got a mother in Dayton, OH who was just booked for murdering her baby, oh yeah...she killed her baby by putting in the microwave - WTF?!?!? What did she think it was a bag of Orville Redenbacher's popcorn? I understand the whole Dayton thing, but why didn't she put herself in the oven instead (no offense to those of you in Dayton, I'm just kidding - I've been there, it's a pretty town).
But really.....what's going on with people...I guess they forgot that it's Christmas Time...oops, I mean Holiday Season!
Poor Lindsay Lohan can barely write an "adequite" letter to express her concern with the country because obviously, she has "such an impact on our younger generations, as well as generations older than me." Poor Lindsay Oh yeah, and Al Gore's really not sure who she is.
Then we've got Wesley Snipes being arrested for Tax Fraud, and Lou Diamond Philips on probation and doing community service because he popped his live-in girlfriend. It's sad because they say he's "best known for starring in La Bamba" uhm, hello...he also did the King & I on Broadway.
Even worse we've got a mother in Dayton, OH who was just booked for murdering her baby, oh yeah...she killed her baby by putting in the microwave - WTF?!?!? What did she think it was a bag of Orville Redenbacher's popcorn? I understand the whole Dayton thing, but why didn't she put herself in the oven instead (no offense to those of you in Dayton, I'm just kidding - I've been there, it's a pretty town).
But really.....what's going on with people...I guess they forgot that it's Christmas Time...oops, I mean Holiday Season!
Winter Jacket Update
Ok, I bought a new winter jacket not even 7 days ago and two of the buttons on the outside are already loose and hanging by a thread.
You all know how I feel about lost buttons
I don't know what I'm going to do....a jacket is much bigger investment than a pair of slacks!
You all know how I feel about lost buttons
I don't know what I'm going to do....a jacket is much bigger investment than a pair of slacks!
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Oh to live in the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave
You know, living with freedoms like we do in the United States means you need to put up with a lot of stuff.
You need to listen to people yelling and screaming on the street while carrying sandwich boards exclaiming how this is bad and that is bad...but that's the problem with Free Speech....free speech works for good and it works for the bad.....so you can't say Free Speech is only good if you have something important to say, it means you also have to listen to the loonies as well.
Plus, living in the land of the free has a lot of regulations...seriously, do you know how many laws there are regarding driving a car....for a free country there are a lot of rules we need to follow, like having a license, insurance, etc.
There's a school in Virginia who's gotten themselves into a whole bunch of "trouble" now because last year they let some folks use their "backpack mail" system to send notes home regarding their Vacation Bible School program...at first the school said no because their policy barred the "distribution of materials that were partisan or religious in nature." Well apparently the parent who asked this didn't like their "policy" and sicced their local County Counsel on them, and the school was forced to change it's policy.
But uh, oh.....now some kids want to advertise their Pagan Holiday event....and they're going to do it through the "backpack mail" system......
Oh you know some parents are gonna be pissed off about this one dontcha?
So it's important that you realize, be careful what you wish for.....you may just get it, and so does everyone else!
Here's the story if you'd like to take a look at it.
You need to listen to people yelling and screaming on the street while carrying sandwich boards exclaiming how this is bad and that is bad...but that's the problem with Free Speech....free speech works for good and it works for the bad.....so you can't say Free Speech is only good if you have something important to say, it means you also have to listen to the loonies as well.
Plus, living in the land of the free has a lot of regulations...seriously, do you know how many laws there are regarding driving a car....for a free country there are a lot of rules we need to follow, like having a license, insurance, etc.
There's a school in Virginia who's gotten themselves into a whole bunch of "trouble" now because last year they let some folks use their "backpack mail" system to send notes home regarding their Vacation Bible School program...at first the school said no because their policy barred the "distribution of materials that were partisan or religious in nature." Well apparently the parent who asked this didn't like their "policy" and sicced their local County Counsel on them, and the school was forced to change it's policy.
But uh, oh.....now some kids want to advertise their Pagan Holiday event....and they're going to do it through the "backpack mail" system......
Oh you know some parents are gonna be pissed off about this one dontcha?
So it's important that you realize, be careful what you wish for.....you may just get it, and so does everyone else!
Here's the story if you'd like to take a look at it.
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Buying Tips: A New Winter Jacket
As promised here are your Winter Jacket Buying Tips! Whether you’ve already bought your jacket for winter or if you’re currently basking in the joyous sun of the Southern Hemisphere, keep these tips handy. Print them out when you’re looking for your next jacket, you’ll be glad you did.
Remember, to be stylish you don’t need to be frumpy…..
The next time you’re looking for a jacket:
1) Make sure it fits. Not too big otherwise the wind will blow up through the bottom and you’ll be colder than you were before you left the house. If it’s too small you’ll look like a sausage – and no one wants to look like a bratwurst, regardless of how yummy they are!
2) Make sure it has lots of pockets. You want lots of pockets, I mean think about all of the extra accoutrements that you’re required to wear: hat, gloves, scarves, and don’t forget the normal things like cell phone, sunglasses (hey snow has a lot of glare), compact, lip moisturizer, hair brush (because you’re wearing a hat). One of my favorite coats had these extra pockets on the outside below the regular pockets for your gloves.
3) Go for a Zipper. What can I say about zippers…zippers are much better than buttons. Buttons are stylish, but buttons let the air in, especially when it’s blowing 30 mph (that’s 48 kph for our European friends). Even better get a jacket that has a zipper on the inside and buttons on the outside, you’ll stay warm and toasty AND be stylish!
4) Make sure it has gauntlets. You know those things around your wrists. I don’t know what they’re called, but make sure your jacket has some of those tight sweater like “grippys” at the end of the arm hole, it stops wind from blowing up your arms. Nothing worse than having cold arms, especially when you’re trying to hail a cab in the middle of a Nor’Easter!
5) The Neck Hole. Make sure the jacket zips or closes ALL the way to the top, there’s nothing worse than looking stylish in a great new pea coat and then realizing that you have to wear a turtleneck all winter because it doesn’t close all the way to the top!
6) Make sure you can get to your pockets. There’s nothing worse than having great pockets and not being able to access them! A lot of coats come with a handy cellphone pocket on the inside…..but if your coat doesn’t have dual zippers, you’ll find you have to expose yourself to the cold to get to your inside pockets!
7) Make sure it’s warm. Put that jacket on and run around the store for a few minutes, are you really hot? Then it’s perfect! Are you not breaking a sweat, then get a heavier jacket!
Remember, to be stylish you don’t need to be frumpy…..
The next time you’re looking for a jacket:
1) Make sure it fits. Not too big otherwise the wind will blow up through the bottom and you’ll be colder than you were before you left the house. If it’s too small you’ll look like a sausage – and no one wants to look like a bratwurst, regardless of how yummy they are!
2) Make sure it has lots of pockets. You want lots of pockets, I mean think about all of the extra accoutrements that you’re required to wear: hat, gloves, scarves, and don’t forget the normal things like cell phone, sunglasses (hey snow has a lot of glare), compact, lip moisturizer, hair brush (because you’re wearing a hat). One of my favorite coats had these extra pockets on the outside below the regular pockets for your gloves.
3) Go for a Zipper. What can I say about zippers…zippers are much better than buttons. Buttons are stylish, but buttons let the air in, especially when it’s blowing 30 mph (that’s 48 kph for our European friends). Even better get a jacket that has a zipper on the inside and buttons on the outside, you’ll stay warm and toasty AND be stylish!
4) Make sure it has gauntlets. You know those things around your wrists. I don’t know what they’re called, but make sure your jacket has some of those tight sweater like “grippys” at the end of the arm hole, it stops wind from blowing up your arms. Nothing worse than having cold arms, especially when you’re trying to hail a cab in the middle of a Nor’Easter!
5) The Neck Hole. Make sure the jacket zips or closes ALL the way to the top, there’s nothing worse than looking stylish in a great new pea coat and then realizing that you have to wear a turtleneck all winter because it doesn’t close all the way to the top!
6) Make sure you can get to your pockets. There’s nothing worse than having great pockets and not being able to access them! A lot of coats come with a handy cellphone pocket on the inside…..but if your coat doesn’t have dual zippers, you’ll find you have to expose yourself to the cold to get to your inside pockets!
7) Make sure it’s warm. Put that jacket on and run around the store for a few minutes, are you really hot? Then it’s perfect! Are you not breaking a sweat, then get a heavier jacket!
Monday, December 04, 2006
Buying Tips: Winter Jackets
Winter has hit Chicago with a vengance, only a short week ago we were enjoying crisp autumn days that were hovering around the 60's mark - a glorius side-effect of global warming - today we're hovering closer to the 20 degree mark! BRRRRRRR
When I moved earlier this year, it forced me to do some housecleaning - primarily going through my clothes and deciding what was not going to make residence at the new place, one of those things to go was "The Winter Jacket"
I'd had my old jacket for a few years and I was tired of it, it was blah and boring and had no sense of style.
Fortunately one of the by-products of dating The Boyfiend has been the unwitting immersion into fashion. I've been forced into buying fashionable clothes otherwise hear the lament of "Oh no you didn't buy that did you?"
I knew I had to buy a new winter jacket so it was forefront on my list. When we went to NYC in early November, my goal was to come home with a new winter jacket, but alas it was not to be. I found one jacket that I liked, but there was no way in this world that I would spend $600 on a jacket.....now I know,$600 isn't a lot for clothes, especially a name-brand well made clothes, but still......that's almost a full month's rent for god's sake! Regardless, after a futile search that included all of the traveling partners, a New York City Winter Jacket was not to be.
And I've been looking since....I wanted to find the perfect jacket, but unfortunately this past weekends events forced my jacket shopping to a premature ending - I had no choice but to find a Winter Jacket. But when 6 inches creeps up on you, you sort of take notice....oh that's 6 inches of snow - you dirty bird!
So I went shopping on Saturday to Burlington Coat Factory - just so you know they're not associated with Burlington Industries (they always have to make note of that - must be a lawsuit thing or other).
Well you know what, this post has gone on too long and I don't want to lose you....so look tomorrow for the Winter Jacket Buying Tips!
When I moved earlier this year, it forced me to do some housecleaning - primarily going through my clothes and deciding what was not going to make residence at the new place, one of those things to go was "The Winter Jacket"
I'd had my old jacket for a few years and I was tired of it, it was blah and boring and had no sense of style.
Fortunately one of the by-products of dating The Boyfiend has been the unwitting immersion into fashion. I've been forced into buying fashionable clothes otherwise hear the lament of "Oh no you didn't buy that did you?"
I knew I had to buy a new winter jacket so it was forefront on my list. When we went to NYC in early November, my goal was to come home with a new winter jacket, but alas it was not to be. I found one jacket that I liked, but there was no way in this world that I would spend $600 on a jacket.....now I know,$600 isn't a lot for clothes, especially a name-brand well made clothes, but still......that's almost a full month's rent for god's sake! Regardless, after a futile search that included all of the traveling partners, a New York City Winter Jacket was not to be.
And I've been looking since....I wanted to find the perfect jacket, but unfortunately this past weekends events forced my jacket shopping to a premature ending - I had no choice but to find a Winter Jacket. But when 6 inches creeps up on you, you sort of take notice....oh that's 6 inches of snow - you dirty bird!
So I went shopping on Saturday to Burlington Coat Factory - just so you know they're not associated with Burlington Industries (they always have to make note of that - must be a lawsuit thing or other).
Well you know what, this post has gone on too long and I don't want to lose you....so look tomorrow for the Winter Jacket Buying Tips!
Saturday, December 02, 2006
Thwarted Again
Whenever I have a good devious plan going....it gets thwarted right at the last minute.
The company I work for has a big location in Cleveland, OH and as you know, our lovely friend Andi lives in Cleveland.
We're rolling out some new stuff at work and some training needs to go on in Cleveland - I wasn't originally included - bastards, but at the 11th hour I was aked if I wanted to go.
But alas, the reason I was going was also the reason I couldn't go! So I almost had an airplane ticket in my grasp when it was suddenly withdrawn....foild again!
Oh, I also found out today why it's great to be a Plus Size Model!
We got our first snow yesterday, today was beautiful so a bunch of it was thawing, but it really just turned into ice.
When I was taking the garbage out I slid on the ice and landed on my big cushy ass! My hands were full of garbage so I landed on my elbows and ass. It pays to be a Plus Size Model!
The company I work for has a big location in Cleveland, OH and as you know, our lovely friend Andi lives in Cleveland.
We're rolling out some new stuff at work and some training needs to go on in Cleveland - I wasn't originally included - bastards, but at the 11th hour I was aked if I wanted to go.
But alas, the reason I was going was also the reason I couldn't go! So I almost had an airplane ticket in my grasp when it was suddenly withdrawn....foild again!
Oh, I also found out today why it's great to be a Plus Size Model!
We got our first snow yesterday, today was beautiful so a bunch of it was thawing, but it really just turned into ice.
When I was taking the garbage out I slid on the ice and landed on my big cushy ass! My hands were full of garbage so I landed on my elbows and ass. It pays to be a Plus Size Model!
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