Tuesday, November 30, 2004
holy of holy crap
THIS is what you'll be watching at 6 a.m. when you can't sleep. miracle spring water? ugh..preying upon the masses, the desperate and the sick.
Monday, November 29, 2004
accidental drinkiness
oh crap...those smirnoff ice...they are just like juice!
so i'm drinking some with my dinner -- maple and brown sugar oatmeal with toast -- and then i realize how funny an aol commercial is. and we all know that aol does not HAVE funny commercials, let alone the commercial where they are showing aol members sarcastically asking for a computer virus...but the guy, he asked that his computer make a noise like a YETTI, and then he actually made the YETTI noise! is was funny, right? it's not just the sauce, right???
i think i'm going to start posting more photos on my blog. just because.
so i'm drinking some with my dinner -- maple and brown sugar oatmeal with toast -- and then i realize how funny an aol commercial is. and we all know that aol does not HAVE funny commercials, let alone the commercial where they are showing aol members sarcastically asking for a computer virus...but the guy, he asked that his computer make a noise like a YETTI, and then he actually made the YETTI noise! is was funny, right? it's not just the sauce, right???
i think i'm going to start posting more photos on my blog. just because.
Friday, November 26, 2004
ahhh, time off....
time off is pretty delightful. today i've not done too much, but it's been enjoyable -- a trip to target with the abbey; the grocery and video stores saw my cheery mug; i made some sweet artichoke dip (8 oz of cream cheese, 1/2 cup of parmesean cheese, 1/2 cup mayo, 14oz of artichoke hearts, heat for 20-25 min. at 350) that is horribly bad for the body but it's SOOO GOOOOD with yummy bread. try it, you shan't be sorry.
the abbey is playing with barbies upstairs and i think the next step on the agenda for the day is to watch Predator once the child is in bed. i've not seen the entire movie and, after all, if it was good enough for the governator AND jesse the body, it's good enough for me.
well, abbey has just announced that she'll be watching the disney channel movie, "the cheetah girls." yep, that's right. "the cheetah girls." envy my television set.
the abbey is playing with barbies upstairs and i think the next step on the agenda for the day is to watch Predator once the child is in bed. i've not seen the entire movie and, after all, if it was good enough for the governator AND jesse the body, it's good enough for me.
well, abbey has just announced that she'll be watching the disney channel movie, "the cheetah girls." yep, that's right. "the cheetah girls." envy my television set.
Wednesday, November 24, 2004
and so the days off begin!
okay...so not going to minot this weekend, therefore abbey and i are now watching "elf."
it's funny! and bob newhart, priceless. completely priceless. his delivery..it's just great. almost as great as will ferrell saying "shocking!"
so i had some skin things removed from my face today, they were on both sides of my nose (i know, this is delightful to read, huh?) and it really effing hurt. lidocaine in the face with a needle -- no good, i tell you. then the cauterization of the wound...HURRAH FOR PAIN AND THE SMELL OF BURNING FLESH!
now it's reduced to a stinging sensation and i'm supposed to keep lil' bandaids over the spots. however i don't know if you have tried to wear a bandaid on the sides of your nose, but if so, then you've probably learned that they not only tickle but also like to fall off. consistently. and damn it, i'm running out of little square bandaids! all i'll have left are the ones for big wounds and it just won't be right! i demand a recount! (what?)
speaking of recount (nice segue!), have you had a look at blackboxvoting.org? any thoughts on what is happening and how NO ONE is talking about it?
so on the agenda tomorrow will a little time and money spent at the old country buffet in woodbury. a step up from the royal trough in minot, but still that element of... crazy mass eating. if you look around sometimes all you can see are mouths chewing food...it's gets surreal.
there is this side of nostalgia i have about thanksgiving day -- watching the macy's parade with my sisters (switching the channels to try to avoid commercials was a task), the smell of food cooking...
and then there is the reality that i remember that i would always block out -- parents frantically trying to prepare an 18-course meal and there not being enough people helping out or there were too many cooks in the kitchen -- literally. but it was fine, b/c i think that many families were like mine.
it was chaotic and hectic but it was good -- and don't get me wrong, because my first thoughts of this time of year are not the ones about stress and chaos and spilling the 7up on the table, but of the cool feeling you have as a kid, watching the parade and wishing like hell you could be as cool as your sisters.
and now it's time for more abbey-ness. happy turkey day, everyone.
it's funny! and bob newhart, priceless. completely priceless. his delivery..it's just great. almost as great as will ferrell saying "shocking!"
so i had some skin things removed from my face today, they were on both sides of my nose (i know, this is delightful to read, huh?) and it really effing hurt. lidocaine in the face with a needle -- no good, i tell you. then the cauterization of the wound...HURRAH FOR PAIN AND THE SMELL OF BURNING FLESH!
now it's reduced to a stinging sensation and i'm supposed to keep lil' bandaids over the spots. however i don't know if you have tried to wear a bandaid on the sides of your nose, but if so, then you've probably learned that they not only tickle but also like to fall off. consistently. and damn it, i'm running out of little square bandaids! all i'll have left are the ones for big wounds and it just won't be right! i demand a recount! (what?)
speaking of recount (nice segue!), have you had a look at blackboxvoting.org? any thoughts on what is happening and how NO ONE is talking about it?
so on the agenda tomorrow will a little time and money spent at the old country buffet in woodbury. a step up from the royal trough in minot, but still that element of... crazy mass eating. if you look around sometimes all you can see are mouths chewing food...it's gets surreal.
there is this side of nostalgia i have about thanksgiving day -- watching the macy's parade with my sisters (switching the channels to try to avoid commercials was a task), the smell of food cooking...
and then there is the reality that i remember that i would always block out -- parents frantically trying to prepare an 18-course meal and there not being enough people helping out or there were too many cooks in the kitchen -- literally. but it was fine, b/c i think that many families were like mine.
it was chaotic and hectic but it was good -- and don't get me wrong, because my first thoughts of this time of year are not the ones about stress and chaos and spilling the 7up on the table, but of the cool feeling you have as a kid, watching the parade and wishing like hell you could be as cool as your sisters.
and now it's time for more abbey-ness. happy turkey day, everyone.
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
a very queer eye thanksgiving
i'm 26 minutes into the bravo special where the fab five meet up with the gents from the previous season to see how they have done...have they stayed on the correct path or, in the case of twin brothers, have they gone back to peeing in bottles next to the bed?
so i make it to the first commercial break and i turn off the tv. am i ashamed to watch this? is it exploitative that this show exists?
well that lasted about six damn seconds b/c the tv is back on and i'm learning about making biscuits and the proper kind of brine for soaking a turkey.
and these twin brothers (fraternal, not identical, so you can see who really started it) can't keep themselves from wrestling. just spontaneous wrestling. what gives?
i should sleep.
oh, and i worked out today for thd second damn day in a row. i think i might even do it tomorrow. i'll keep you posted.
what a sorry, bland post. so sad.
so i make it to the first commercial break and i turn off the tv. am i ashamed to watch this? is it exploitative that this show exists?
well that lasted about six damn seconds b/c the tv is back on and i'm learning about making biscuits and the proper kind of brine for soaking a turkey.
and these twin brothers (fraternal, not identical, so you can see who really started it) can't keep themselves from wrestling. just spontaneous wrestling. what gives?
i should sleep.
oh, and i worked out today for thd second damn day in a row. i think i might even do it tomorrow. i'll keep you posted.
what a sorry, bland post. so sad.
and for lunch?
Progresso Lentil Soup... don't know it til you've tried it, i say!
and most days when i'm eating my soup i'll finish it and think, "boy, that soup sure went fast." however today is not the case. my thought today is, "boy, will i have enough lunchtime to eat all these lentils? will this bowl of lentils ever end?"
and most days when i'm eating my soup i'll finish it and think, "boy, that soup sure went fast." however today is not the case. my thought today is, "boy, will i have enough lunchtime to eat all these lentils? will this bowl of lentils ever end?"
Monday, November 22, 2004
kevin costner post-apocalyptic night!
holy shite... "waterworld" is on the usa network...okay, if kevin costner is "evolved" in it, having gills and all, but does he eat fish?
"nothin's free in waterworld..."
what a horrible line delivered in such a horrible manner. i might just have to keep a tally of horrible dialogue...wait, i think someone did that when they wrote the screenplay for this.
"nothin's free in waterworld..."
what a horrible line delivered in such a horrible manner. i might just have to keep a tally of horrible dialogue...wait, i think someone did that when they wrote the screenplay for this.
how'd my weekend fare?
this was a list of things to do this last weekend (or was it the weekend before?) as shown in a previous entry:
• cleaning the gutters (must first find ladder or defy law of gravity);
• putting plastic over windows (must first remember to buy it at target instead of being distracted by silly purses);
• taking coats to dry cleaners (a chore that, for some reason, i leave to the last damn minute before snowfall);
• not only doing laundry, but actually removing clean clothing from baskets and placing it in a useful location, such as a closet or a dresser);
• cat litter: 'nuff said. (would it have been soooo hard to write "enough" insted of "'nuff?" i think not. i'm so lazy.)
• spend time regretting the fact that i stayed up too late tonight -- this will most likely begin when abbey wakes me up around 7 a.m.
------------- and how did these things work out for me? let's see...
- gutters, schmutters. f**k the gutters. i don't have a ladder and, to date, no way to fly to the roof.
- plastic was placed over abbey's windows. only 2000 windows to go.
- didn't take coats to dry cleaners, but did find a dry cleaners close to home...that's half the battle, right?
- ummm...i have lots of baskets filled with fresh clothing. they are blocking my path to the dressers, closets, etc.
- cats have litter. mission accomplished. (and when i say "mission accomplished," i mean it in the real way, not the George W. Bush way.)
- i always regret staying up too late, even when i'm in bed by 10. mostly b/c i can't get my arse out of bed in the morning and i go to work all disheveled and whatnot. just once i'd like to be...sheveled.
so here are some more plans that won't be completed this evening:
- clean bedroom (put clothes away)
- tidy up abbey's room (put clothes away)
- tidy up bathroom (put dirty clothes in wasy)
- tidy up living room (but books on shelves)
and as a special shout-out to shanny, check out www.thecampushouse.com -- it'll be the next damn movie on my movie rack! we heart campy horror!
• cleaning the gutters (must first find ladder or defy law of gravity);
• putting plastic over windows (must first remember to buy it at target instead of being distracted by silly purses);
• taking coats to dry cleaners (a chore that, for some reason, i leave to the last damn minute before snowfall);
• not only doing laundry, but actually removing clean clothing from baskets and placing it in a useful location, such as a closet or a dresser);
• cat litter: 'nuff said. (would it have been soooo hard to write "enough" insted of "'nuff?" i think not. i'm so lazy.)
• spend time regretting the fact that i stayed up too late tonight -- this will most likely begin when abbey wakes me up around 7 a.m.
------------- and how did these things work out for me? let's see...
- gutters, schmutters. f**k the gutters. i don't have a ladder and, to date, no way to fly to the roof.
- plastic was placed over abbey's windows. only 2000 windows to go.
- didn't take coats to dry cleaners, but did find a dry cleaners close to home...that's half the battle, right?
- ummm...i have lots of baskets filled with fresh clothing. they are blocking my path to the dressers, closets, etc.
- cats have litter. mission accomplished. (and when i say "mission accomplished," i mean it in the real way, not the George W. Bush way.)
- i always regret staying up too late, even when i'm in bed by 10. mostly b/c i can't get my arse out of bed in the morning and i go to work all disheveled and whatnot. just once i'd like to be...sheveled.
so here are some more plans that won't be completed this evening:
- clean bedroom (put clothes away)
- tidy up abbey's room (put clothes away)
- tidy up bathroom (put dirty clothes in wasy)
- tidy up living room (but books on shelves)
and as a special shout-out to shanny, check out www.thecampushouse.com -- it'll be the next damn movie on my movie rack! we heart campy horror!
Sunday, November 21, 2004
another weekend goes by...
currently relaxing while watching "his girl friday," starring cary grant.
a good watch purchased on dvd for a mere dollar at the evil walmart.
people in this era ate very politely. a roast beef sandwich they all ordered and they ate it with a knife in one hand and a fork in the other for the whole damn time they are eating. when was the last time you did that? or i did that, for that matter? perhaps i'll make a point in eating in a more refined manner.
but it's tough to eat pudding with a knife and fork.
a good watch purchased on dvd for a mere dollar at the evil walmart.
people in this era ate very politely. a roast beef sandwich they all ordered and they ate it with a knife in one hand and a fork in the other for the whole damn time they are eating. when was the last time you did that? or i did that, for that matter? perhaps i'll make a point in eating in a more refined manner.
but it's tough to eat pudding with a knife and fork.
Friday, November 19, 2004
eek!
this is awful! aahhhh!
plastic surgery with a SPATULA????? shouldn't that be reserved for scraping the cake batter from a bowl? eeks.
but you know what? if i want plastic surgery i would do my damndest to MAKE CERTAIN that the surgeon was a REAL SURGEON. aren't there ways to find that out? scary...
plastic surgery with a SPATULA????? shouldn't that be reserved for scraping the cake batter from a bowl? eeks.
but you know what? if i want plastic surgery i would do my damndest to MAKE CERTAIN that the surgeon was a REAL SURGEON. aren't there ways to find that out? scary...
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
with days like these....
...i don't even know what i should compare a day like today to -- it was kind of like repeatedly stubbing your toe on a chair -- you know, when it actually separates the toes that don't like to be that separated -- over and over, and you are running late to the next chair accident so you hurry along for the next assault and you can't swear or get upset and you just have to suck up a day of agony? a day of obligatory toe stubbing? that's what i felt like. like i was constantly fucking up, constantly stubbing my proverbial toe on the proverbial mental illness chair.
did that make any sense at all?
so that was my wednesday -- one crappy event/incident/etc. after another, all the while waiting for the other shoe to drop...and it would always, always drop. always.
here's hoping tomorrow will be better. and i never say things like "it couldn't get any worse," because that would be a silly thing to say. i've seen that happen more times that i want to recally. when you think you've hit bottom? nice try... it can ALWAYS get worse.
sweet dreams!
did that make any sense at all?
so that was my wednesday -- one crappy event/incident/etc. after another, all the while waiting for the other shoe to drop...and it would always, always drop. always.
here's hoping tomorrow will be better. and i never say things like "it couldn't get any worse," because that would be a silly thing to say. i've seen that happen more times that i want to recally. when you think you've hit bottom? nice try... it can ALWAYS get worse.
sweet dreams!
i'm openminded and all, but.....
HERE is a good reason for me not to move to new zealand.
but i'm not judging.
what's interesting is that the woman in the news story explains why she first fed the dog -- b/c the baby stopped taking her milk and she didn't want it to go to waste.
well see, having fed a baby, here's how that works: SUPPLY AND DEMAND. if a baby won't have it, then it dries up. yeah, you maybe waste a day or two at max, but when the need decreases, the supply decreases.
no reason to share with fido.
have you all had a chance to visit THIS happy site? it will make you hate your country a little bit less.
but i'm not judging.
what's interesting is that the woman in the news story explains why she first fed the dog -- b/c the baby stopped taking her milk and she didn't want it to go to waste.
well see, having fed a baby, here's how that works: SUPPLY AND DEMAND. if a baby won't have it, then it dries up. yeah, you maybe waste a day or two at max, but when the need decreases, the supply decreases.
no reason to share with fido.
have you all had a chance to visit THIS happy site? it will make you hate your country a little bit less.
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
WEARESORRY
WEARESORRY
Originally uploaded by kllnin.
this is what i threw together on company time to send to sorryeverybody.com. do what you gotta do.
good site...
visit http://sorryeverybody.com. really. and i expect all of you with digital cameras, macpaint or photoshop to get in on the action. i'll be posting my humble submission soon.
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