am I just too sensitive?

This is kinda a lazy pic post; but there are a few things wrong. So, they’re wrong, but I’ve gotta admit, still a lil funny.

So, for my b-day, I had to re-register my cars. Who says ya don’t get anything for $50 now-a-days. Lookit… I got these 2 cute lil black stickers for $100! The lady offered to give me a sticker that doesn’t expire til May 2010 for just an extra $50. I declined.

Next up… I got this lovely letter in the mail to remind me that I’m now “of a certain age”. Yeah, it’s nice to save money, but couldn’t they just say that they’re giving me a refund b/c my “hair’s a bit longer”? Or, b/c they’re excited that shrugs are no longer in style?

I trust there’s one on the way to me for my 2007 Corolla too?
~fingers crossed~

And last up, I saw this on one of my MyYahoo! pages. I have multiple MyYahoo pages set up by categories. Anyway, I thought this was a lil inappropriate.

heehee…. he said huckleberry

Now for another installment of conversations in real-life:

My dad talkin to my sister on speaker-phone w/ my mom & me. He’s trying to describe an actress to her.

pappa: She looks like that woman… you know… from the James Bond movie…… Huckleberry.

my sis: huh? Huckleberry?

mom: HALLE BERRY!!!

hee hee. Yeah, not much, but it kinda cracked me up. Cause we all know my history w/ Halle Berry.

me & my cultured self

Ah, yes…. What have I been up to? Well, being the east-sider that I am now, last week I went to an orchestra concert AND the opera.

Yeah, ya heard me.

The orch concert was amazing; there’s nothing quite like hearing a full orchestra live in a great hall. That was Wed night. Then, Sat night, I went to see La Bohème at Playhouse Square downtown. Just us gals went; there were supposed to be 6 ladies, but 2 had to back out.

By the time the lights went up for the 2nd intermission, I was just bawling. We had to go out to get tissues b/c 2 of us were just in tears. Thank goodness for waterproof mascara, no?

Tomorrow night, one of my fabulous friends arranged for all of us to go see John Caparulo at Playhouse Square. My friends are really the best! We are going to be in the 2nd row for a show that’s being taped to dvd for Comedy Central?!?!!? Are you kiddin me? I just love my friends.

Not for that, per se, but b/c they really are great. I’ve been a Ms. Cranky-Pissy-pants lately, & they’ve dealt with me accordingly.

I’m also excited that we’re going to Bricco before the show. They just opened it up here, across the street from Playhouse Square, & I was there just last Sat after the girls & I left the opera. It’s totally fab, so I can’t wait!

hello… glass house anyone?

Oh, you tough football boys crack me UP! Thanks for this, though. I did need a laugh today.

I mean, whatev, maybe they are piping in extraneous noise. I just really don’t think the Pats are in any position to point fingers at any other team right now. Sorry, kids, but you kinda forfeited that right when y’all went shady.

Not that all the football teams aren’t being shady. Cause they’re all pulling something. They are guys, after all.

Now I’ve gotta stay up late to see what Dave’s gonna say about this. Cause Dave films his show around 4-ish, & the story’s out already, & the Colts are his team.

*click on the pic to go to the story. Oh, & ProFootballTalk.com has audio of it.

UPDATE: Dave’s in reruns this week due to the Writer’s Strike. So, I’ll be in bed by 9:30 pm (since I only got about 4 &#189 hours last night).

why ask?

Ok, so this might be like 15 years late in my asking this….

But we’ve all heard that lil tongue twister….

How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?

Um…. who came up w/ this? Why ask?

If it can’t chuck wood, it’s like saying

“how many years can you go w/out breathing air if you could go years w/out breathing air?”

So, this just is the randomness that pops into my head that I normally don’t share w/ anyone ever.

But I’m just posting it now cause I’m off to Cinci for a day & a half, & I wanted the ‘Bron off the top of my page. Peace out yo.

I’m bloody finicky

You guys don’t know this about me, but I’m pretty picky. I like to call it “particular”. But basically, it can be seen as high-maintenance to some. But I’m even high-maintenance for myself. But I’ll do the extra work for myself to make things the way I like it, b/c I’ll enjoy it more that way.

Quick example? I like my Bloody Mary’s made from scratch. Yes, it means mixing up like 7 different ingredients, but it’s way better than any “mix”.

I’ve also had a rough last 2 days. Well, last 5 days really. But b/t yesterday & today at work, I seriously thought it had to be Thurs already, b/c I’ve already done so much.

And I emailed w/ my girls today, like I occasionally do. Whatever, don’t judge me, y’all email your friends while working too. And besides, it keeps me saner than otherwise. So, anyway, after my long, stressful day, I noticed that my bff had left a million comments on some pics I had online, & I emailed her to see if she’d done any work today at all. This is why I love my girl. Her response made me chuckle.I would also post some of the other emails that led up to this, b/c we’ve been emailing all day about absolutely nothing. I don’t think I’d ever post that stuff b/c it’s not really appropriate material for this blog. But I can tell you it involves TMZ, Channing Tatum, & Cristiano Ronaldo. Yeah. Oh, & telemundo.

But the point is that she’s right; it does ask if you’re all fussy & stuff at the bottom. And I have filled out tons of Yahoo surveys b/c I am fussy about all that stuff. And I’m a Yahoo-enthusiast & want to make sure they do things the way I like it.

Yeah, so I didn’t have a real post today (um, remember at the beginning when I told you how crazy busy I was?). But I did think it was funny that Yahoo decided to put that add at the bottom of my email to her.

pimping my old gay posts

So, I really posted today about the whole Tucker fiasco (below). But once you read it, you’re gonna be all worked up & mad at stupid ppl. And let’s face, most ppl are stupid.

So, I’m linking to myself so that you can all go back in time (via l’archive de moi), & read a funny. Click below:

Oh, & check out this article I found:

It mentions how in medieval France, they had a term “affrerement” (like brotherment) that served as a legal contract. They “pledged to live together sharing ‘un pain, un vin, et une bourse’ — one bread, one wine, and one purse.”

Anyway, it’s also an interesting article. So, check it yo.

stop squirrelling around

haha, get it? Squirrel-ling around? Squirrel? heehee. hahaha.

Sorry, I’m in a bit of a silly mood this morn. So, you wanna know what I saw yesterday? Well, I was on the phone w/ Mr. T; so I went out to our patio area at work so I can talk to him in peace. Yesterday was a pretty warm day here in Cleve. It was probably like 95-98 w/ the heat index factored in.

Just like 3 feet in front of me is this drainage thing (b/c they really do over-water the foliage here). It was in the shade, so I figured the metal had to be all niiiiice & coooool. Why else would this squirrel decide to sprawl himself out on it? This sight really cracked me up.Oh, & I just got a new phone a couple of weeks ago. It’s the LG enV and it’s just the coolest thing EV-ER. It’s got an amazing camera on it, & the pic above was taken on my cute new lil camera phone. Did I mention it’s orange? So. CUTE! I’m calling it butternut though, I have a wallet that’s orange too, but on the label, it didn’t say orange, it said butternut. So, since the phone matches the wallet ex-act-ly, I’m calling the phone butternut too.

See? Now you get it. Squirrelling around! heehee.

resenting authorities everywhere

I know I’m not being a posting machine; it’s only cause I have a lot of stuff going on, & have no time. I get up early in the morn for work, don’t really return home until 10 pm (or later, or the next day sometimes), & have barely anytime to do anything. I’m thankful for the day off work tomorrow b/c it means I can do laundry & have some clean clothes again. I’m also thankful for Mr. T, cause he did all my dirty, dirty dishes. And there were quite a few.

Even though I’m not posting, I’m still reading y’all’s blogs & the news. So, I saw an article about Oliver Stone requesting to make a documentary about Iranian president Mahmoud Ahmadinejad. Well, the Iranian prez rejected the offer b/c Stone is part of “Great Satan” cultural establishment.

The media advisor to the Prez said, “I sent a negative answer by Ahmadinejad to Oliver Stone…. It is right that this person is considered part of the opposition in the U.S., but opposition in the U.S. is a part of the Great Satan.

This is all fine & good. If someone thinks someone else is a Great Satan, then of course they would want nothing to do w/ that person.

*total sidenote: I think I’m really digging that term “Great Satan”… there’s this whore that I completely hate (like really hate as a human being, seriously). And, I have a name I call her, but it’s way worse than whore (whore being the more publishable word; & no, it doesn’t involve the ‘f’ word, it’s waaaay worse). But I think I will also start to refer to her as a “Great Satan”.

Anyway, the whole point of this post is what Oliver Stone said in response. I found it quite funny.

I have been called a lot of things, but never a great satan. I wish the Iranian people well, and only hope their experience with an inept, rigid ideologue president goes better than ours.

The pic to the left is of from Feb 2002 when Stone spent 3 days w/ Fidel Castro for his documentary of him, Comandante. I think it’s a cool looking picture. And the pic above is my montage of finger pointing that cracks me up. It’s really only there for me, b/c I’m sure no one else will find it as funny as I do.

My life as a 12-year old girl

Today’s post is actually 2 separate installments of my real-life conversations. One actually happened during the month of January, & the other yesterday. While I consider myself extremely intelligent, sometimes I realize I come off as a 12-year old girl. The following are examples of these circumstances.

In January, my parents decided to leave us visit India for a month. Yes, they took off for a month-long vacation to India. During this time, I took over their guardian role for my teenage brother. He’s in high school, so I took him to a college day thing, & I was in charge of cooking dinner, making sure he ate*, did homework, & also the fun job of chauffeuring him to & fro his important high school activities. On one such occasion, I was to pick him up from a group study session (or group project, or something):

[I pull up & he comes out of the building. As he approaches the car, a Justin Timberlake song comes on the radio.]
Me: Ooouuu, you lucked out! This JT song just began.
Him: Uh, I don’t like Justin Timberlake.
Me: Oh, so maybe you’re not so lucky. [as I proceed to turn the volume up.]
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At work yesterday, this woman called me & gave me her address so that I can send her something. She lives in Arlington, VA; right next to the nation’s capitol.

Me: so that’s xxx Garfield Street? Garfield, as in the cat?
Her: uhhh….
Me: [light bulb going off]Um, I guess that’s probably Garfield, as in the president, huh? [realizing that a street named Garfield next to the nation’s capitol is named after a former prezzie, not a kitty.]
Her: Yeah, it’s Garfield like the president.