December 30, 2005
It took about five days to remodel our bedroom. That's counting the days that we were really lazy and got a slow start, and the time it took to move all of our furniture in and out of the room. And the time it took to tape around all of the doors, and windows. And that short sentence doesn't convey how freakin' long it took to tape around everything. The walls have been painted with American Tradition satin in Autumn Sky, and the floors are Kronotex wood laminate in Heirloom Cherry. The baseboards were replaced and painted in a white semi-gloss.
I did the majority of the taping and cutting in (except for the ceiling). Rob assisted with taping and pried off the old baseboards. My mother came over and ripped out the carpet and padding, pulled up tack strips and nails from the concrete foundation, and helped with painting and cutting in at the ceiling, which I had been dreading. She also assisted with shopping for baseboards, and loaned us tons of supplies for painting and prying glue up from cement (who knew they made a tool for that?) which we didn't have. Then she came over the next day and helped lay the underlayment padding over the concrete floor. Then her friend Tami came to install the floor. My mother, Tami, and Tami's friend Frank laid the laminate flooring for the entire room while Rob and I said "Hey, that's cool!" and tried to stay out of their way. They also installed the new baseboards which Rob and I had painted. Then Rob caulked the baseboards once they were installed. All we have left to do is install thresholds in both doorways, and buy curtains.
Thanks to my mother, and Tami and Frank.
(More photos can be found here.)
December 25, 2005
Merry Christmas, Happy New Year and much love to...
Jennifer & Matt
Brian & Ainsley
Jimmy & Heather
Ben & Caitlin
John & Heather
Nicole & Kevin
Shug & Kim
and anyone I might have missed...
Praise the Lord and pass the Little Debbies.
December 23, 2005
I have difficulty ginning up much interest in this story inasmuch as I think the government should be spying on all Arabs, engaging in torture as a televised spectator sport, dropping daisy cutters wantonly throughout the Middle East, and sending liberals to Guantanamo.
Jay Marvin, sitting in for Jerry Springer this morning on Air America read that paragragh on the air. Jay Marvin was of the opinion that like her hero Joe McCarthy, Ann Coulter has a serious character flaw. Um, try mental illness? Bitch be CRAZY.
December 22, 2005
Okay, call me stupid and for the record I don't listen to rap music but why is this so funny. It was a little funny but I really don't get this for the most part.
And Malchickiwick, some really clever persona who is my new best friend responded:
The style of the rapping is "gansta rap" which is generally performed by muscular, rich, hip, black artists, and the subject of the songs is usually "thug life," which involves drugs, womanzing, being hip, and having a lot of money.
In this case, however, the rappers are two, white Jewy guys with unimpressive physical attributes and little money or fashion sense.
Their song is about watching a geeky fantasy movie for kids, cutting corners on prices, and other unhip or mundane activities.
Thus, the form of the song is the opposite of the song's content, creating irony. Irony is one way of achieving humor.
'you got the backpack?' 'Gonna pack it up nice'
Don't want security to get suspicious,
Mr Pibb plus Red Vine equals crazy delicious.
I reach in my pocket, pull out some doh
girl acted like she never seen a ten befo'.
It's all about the Hamiltons, baby!
Throw the snacks in the bag, and I'm Ghost like Swayze
December 21, 2005
December 19, 2005
December 16, 2005
December 15, 2005
weevil on veronica mars (yay for Veronica love! And sorry Weevil fan, I didn't mean it.)
your an ass (Awesome. And I applaud your grammar choice.)
is danny and melinda getting married of the real world austin (Even better.)
http://queenkandis.blogspot.com (It's called an address bar, check it out some time.)
December 13, 2005
So the TV nominations: Yes to "Lost" being nominated for best drama, "Everybody Hates Chris" and "My Name is Earl" for best comedy nominations, Mary Louise Parker for "Weeds" (I haven't seen the show cause we don't have Showtime, but she's always brilliant so I buy it here). Yes to Steve Carell for "The Office" and Jason Lee for "Earl" and Zach Braff for "Scrubs".
No to "Deadwood" and "Veronica Mars" being snubbed all over hell and back. No nominations for any "Deadwood" (Ian McShane or Molly Parker) or "Veronica Mars" (Kristen Bell or Jason Dohring) cast? Inexcusable. Oh, and Lauren Graham, Julian McMahon, and John C. McGinley are probably used to their amazing performances being ignored by awards shows. "Prison Break" gets a best drama nomination before "Deadwood"? Are you freaking kidding me? Even "The West Wing" cast got snubbed. Now sure, their writing has really sucked in the last year, but Leo had a heart attack! That had to be good for a nod. And four of the "Desperate Housewives" women nominated? Isn't that excessive? I don't even watch that show and even I know Eva Longoria couldn't act to save her life. And to try and convince us that there's so few female comedic talents on TV that they have to waste four of the five nominations on one cast? And even if that were the case, I can easily think of four women on "Gilmore Girls" who are much funnier, and that show is a drama.
The Golden Globes voters are smoking the Emmy crack.
December 12, 2005
December 09, 2005
December 07, 2005
December 06, 2005
Only 5 days until my very favorite Austin holiday event, the Armadillo Christmas Bazaar!
My sister Abby turns five in less than two weeks!
Nicole comes home from Prague on her birthday, December 23rd!
My Amazon wishlist still has three pages of gifts for you to choose from!
December 05, 2005
So I started The Da Vinci Code. I think everyone on the planet has raved about it. And when something gets that much buzz, I just hate being left out. I remember when The Firm came out when I was in junior high or high school, and it was simply huge. So I read it, because I just had to know what everyone was talking about. And to this day, I don't get what the big deal was. It was okay, but on the boring side. A Time to Kill was a much better Grisham novel.
Now I know, The Da Vinci Code has been out for a while. But honestly? I don't buy hardback books unless it's by an author that I already love. So I thought I'd just wait for this one to come out in paperback. But the damn thing just will not leave the bestseller list. It may never be released in paperback. So I borrowed a copy from my step-dad months, maybe years ago, and I finally started it. But I suspect it's not worthy of all the hype.
Am I wasting my time?
December 02, 2005
December 01, 2005
Rick Springfield is returning to “General Hospital”! Austin is back on “Days”! Marlena was married to some dude she doesn't remember! Belle and Phillip got married and had a baby! Except the baby is Shawn's. But now he's getting it on with Mimi.
They killed Cassie on “Young & the Restless”, but they don't show Y&R on the Soap Network so I don't watch.
After all this time they're still not letting Belle and Shawn be happy together!?!? Phillip is such a drag!!!! And Cassie as in Nick and Sharon's Cassie is dead?? That's so wrong...
Oh, and yeah, Nick and Sharon's daughter Cassie got killed off. And Belle and Shawn can't be together, because Phillip lost his legs in Iraq, so Belle couldn't leave him, after she decided for the hundredth time that she and Shawn should be together. But Phillip has robotic legs or some shit now.
OMG I am laughing my ass off right now!!! It was funny enough that pansy-ass Philip lost BOTH (how tragic) legs in the war and now he has ROBOTIC legs!?!? Just when you think it can't get any worse... And why hasn't Philip's rich Daddy paid for advance stem-call research to be done in order to re-grow Philip's legs in a petri dish??? I should soo be writing this...
Well I don't think Phillip would even have robotic legs if he wasn't a Kiriakis. He'd still be rolling his enormous head around in a wheelchair (and seriously, Phillip (as played by Kyle from "The Real World - Chicago" has a gigantic head). But Victor hasn't been around. He was on that damn Mystery Island with half the other cast for months. It was supposed to be like their big summer storyline, and then it dragged on for like a year. And various people were presumed dead at different times, including Marlena, Victor, Roman, Abe, Jack, etc. But now of course they're all back and alive and blah blah. Oh, except for Jack, who's dying from a mystery ailment.The best part about Phillip losing his legs in Iraq was when Shawn, Lucas, and Brady all mounted a rescue campaign and actually managed to get TO Iraq and to the crazy desert where Phillip's platoon was. The height of ridiculousness. That is “Days”.
There are no words for that.... And I fled the country around the time that the Salemites were being deposited on some mystery island. I'm glad I got out while I could. Is that Chloe chick (didn't she date George Clooney) still on there???
I haven't seen her lately, but then I hardly ever get to watch a full episode. I just stop for a few minutes when flipping through. The Soap Network runs “Days” reruns every day. I think Chloe was seen in public with George Clooney once. I don't know if they were actually dating, or if they were just standing near each other on a red carpet? Chloe was back from the supposed dead, with a huge ass ugly scar on her face that she was too scared to let Brady or anyone else see. But not letting anyone see her did not prevent her from wearing approximately 10lbs of makeup. Last I saw, Brady had FINALLY stopped playing sex buddies with Nicole (his father's ex wife, brother's ex girlfriend, and the actor's real life wife) and was going to marry Chloe, but she got cold feet at the last minute. Now I don't know what happened, and Nicole is now all over the returned Austin.
November 30, 2005
And holy crap, next week they're going to kill someone!
Veronica Mars-athon tickets go on sale Friday... and I have no one to go with.
November 22, 2005
It's the crack capital of Austin, a hotspot for whores and a haven for heroin use.
Am I the only one offended by the use of the word "whore" in a nightly newscast? It just sounds so judgemental. And that doesn't seem fair coming from the guy who got way too excited about finding condoms and crack balloons behind an apartment complex.
November 21, 2005
November 17, 2005
November 11, 2005
In the midst of all the rumors, I did a little reading up on some of the infamous bloggers who have been fired for their blogs, you know the ones: Washingtonienne, Queen of the Sky, and Dooce (as in dooced). I wasn't really worried about personally getting fired. Work rumors don't usually amount to anything, and I honestly don't think my blog is breaking any rules. Especially since I don't have any of the anger issues that would result from having a boss who orders Prada online at work.
As a result of my research, I've been reading the Dooce archives. She did a very thorough job of documenting her pregnancy, labor, and subsequent breastfeeding and sleep deprivation. However, as a result of her horrifying experiences, mine and Rob's parents can totally forget about grandchildren.
November 08, 2005
Rob doesn't want to go with me, and I'm not quite geeky enough to go on my own. This is tragic.
November 03, 2005
November 01, 2005
The bridesmaid dresses are being made by Nelda's Tailors on Airport Blvd in Austin. Nelda's is only open from 8am-5:30pm Monday through Friday and 9am-12pm on Saturdays. The tailors have had the fabric and patterns since August. All of the bridesmaids were measured at Nelda's by the end of September, beginning of October. A few weeks later, the bride was told the dresses were ready for us to go in for fittings. They never called the bridesmaids, despite having our phone numbers and having told us we'd be called when the dresses were ready. I went in to the tailor on October 22nd for my fitting only to be told that my dress wasn't ready, but the other bridesmaid dresses were. They were unable to fit me because the tailor, who works weekdays only, prefers to do that himself (no one bothered to tell the bride this when she initially made arrangements for our dresses to be made there). They asked me to make an appointment to come back during the week. The other bridesmaids who showed up for their fittings also found that their dresses were not ready. Jennifer (the stressed out bride) then called Nelda's and made arrangments for us to come in for fittings on Saturday, October 29 (eight days before the wedding).
I called that Saturday to make sure that my dress was ready for a fitting. I went in for my fitting to find that my dress was basically just pinned together in a few pieces, the only sewing done so far was a zipper. The other bridesmaid dresses were in similar shape. The tailor made some adjustments to the pinning. I asked if Tuesday morning would be too soon for me to come by for a final fitting (I was hoping to combine the fitting with a doctor's appointment so as to not have to take any further time off work) and the tailor said that was fine.
November 1st, (six days before the wedding) I show up for my fitting only to be told that my dress isn't ready and that the tailor is working on one of the other bridesmaid dresses. I was asked to come back at 4pm. Um, no. I actually work for a living and can't keep stopping by a tailor's in hopes that my dress will actually be done. At this point I'm going to have to work through lunch one day this week so that I can leave work early in hopes of getting to Nelda's Tailors before they close at 5:30pm.
Nelda's Tailors has caused numerous inconveniences, given the impression of total incompetence, and has pretty much outright lied to the entire bridal party. Jennifer's wedding is in six days, and she and her attendants will spend that time worrying that Nelda's Tailors will not finish the dresses in time.
Edited to add: There was a message left on my answering machine (so I didn't get it until I got home) November 2nd (four days before the wedding) letting me know that my dress was finished and could I come in at 1pm? Again, no. I work for a living. (I tried making it as a professional bridesmaid who has loads of free time to drop in on tailors, but I just couldn't cut it.) The message also said that they'd be giving me a $25 discount on the price of the dress. To make up for the inconveniences I suppose, or just because I'm super cute? They didn't say. So the next day I went in to pick up my dress, which was finished and does appear to fit alright. The receipt showed a discount of $20, instead of $25. But what do I care? At least Jennifer won't have naked bridesmaids.
October 27, 2005
October 25, 2005
October 20, 2005
October 19, 2005
This Extreme Pumpkins site has some awesome ideas, although a few of them are a little too graphic for suburbia.
My favorites are the territorial pumpkin:
and cannibal pumpkin:
October 18, 2005
October 17, 2005
Oh, and I still haven't seen Serenity. Avoiding spoilers is a constant battle. We keep saying next weekend, and then we don't get around to it. I blame the Alamo Drafthouse for not showing it at any of the north theaters. How am I supposed to drag Rob to see a sci-fi movie without bribing him with beer?
My name is Mrs.Jennifer Wilson I am a dying woman who had decided to donate what I have to you. I am 59 years old and was diagnosed for cancer about 2 years ago,immediately after the death of my husband, who had left me everything he worked for.
I have been touched by God to donate from what I have inherited from my late husband to the you for the good work of God,rather than allow my relatives to use my husband's hard earned funds.I have asked God to forgive me all my sins and i believe he has because He is a merciful God. I will be going in for an operation,and i pray that i survive the operation.
I have decided to WILL/donate the sum of $1,500,000(One million five hundred thousand dollars) to you for the good work of the lord, and to help the motherless, less privileged and also for the assistance of the widows.
At the moment I cannot take any telephone calls, due to the fact that my relatives are around me and i have been restricted by my doctor from taking telephone calls because i deserve all thee rest i can get.Presently,I have informed my lawyer about my decision in WILLING this fund to you.
I know I have never met you but I have been directed to do this by God,and i hope you act sincerely.
NB: I will appreciate your utmost confidentiality in this matter until the task is accomplished,as I don't want anything that will Jeopardize my last wish, due to the fact that i do not want relatives or family members standing in the way of my last wish.You can send your reply to email@example.com
October 11, 2005
October 07, 2005
October 06, 2005
October 04, 2005
October 03, 2005
October 01, 2005
September 30, 2005
September 29, 2005
September 28, 2005
September 27, 2005
This sixth novel in the 15-year-old Outlander saga begins:
The year is 1772, and on the eve of the American Revolution, the long fuse of rebellion has already been lit. Men lie dead in the streets of Boston, and in the backwoods of North Carolina, isolated cabins burn in the forest.
Now that's some fun escape reading! My copy is currently in transit from Amazon and should arrive any day. And no, you can't borrow it until I'm done.
September 26, 2005
September 22, 2005
It looks like we might miss the John Prine concert in Dallas too. We were planning to leave tomorrow after work, but my family is now worried that the traffic is going to be so awful that it's not worth it. I really hate to miss the concert. And I really hate to lose the $100 in tickets, since the concert has not yet been canceled or postponed. Feel free to join me in hoping that John Prine gets stranded in Austin (safe in his hotel of course) so that the Dallas concert gets re-scheduled.
September 21, 2005
September 19, 2005
That was one of the most boring award shows ever. However, the best part, was seeing Kristen Bell get some much deserved Emmy attention, even if it meant she had to sing the theme song to "Fame" while dancing in leg warmers and heels.
The second best part was watching Ben Affleck slump down so far in his chair, in hopes of hiding from the cameras so no one would see him slumming at the Emmys.
September 16, 2005
Oh! And happy wedding to Nicole (she's the one to the left of me). She and Kevin have hijacked my anniversary to use as their wedding day. They're partying it up in Prague at this very moment. Lots of love! Bitches.
September 15, 2005
September 14, 2005
They knew the hurricane was coming, why didn't they just leave? One of my co-workers asked that last week. And I realized how very much I can't put it into words and make people understand what it means to be poor. There just seems to be some kind of mental block people have, and they just don't get it. You know, that same one that prevents Dubya from getting anything? They have some fantasy that even if you are poor, welfare (paid for with their tax dollars of course) takes care of you. Did you know that you can be really poor and still not be poor enough for Medicaid? Or food stamps? Or Legal Aid?
John Scalzi of Whatever: Being Poor
September 13, 2005
“No, we did not think to put in the contract, ‘Do not shit on another cast member.”
"This is, hands-down, the best show on television right now, and proof that TV can be far better than cinema."
"In a lifetime of dedicated television watching, “Veronica Mars” is easily one of the five best shows I’ve ever dug."
It's official. Everyone is watching "Veronica Mars", but you. What the hell are you waiting for?
September 09, 2005
Sept. 9: My friend Shelia's birthday
Sept. 10: haircut appointment 11am
Sept. 11: my friend Jennifer's bridal shower
Sept. 13: "Gilmore Girls" and "Bones" season premieres
Sept. 16: Rob and I celebrate our fifth wedding anniversary and my friend Nicole gets married in Prague
Sept. 19: "Kitchen Confidential" and "Medium" season premieres
Sept. 20: "Nip/Tuck" and "My Name is Earl" season premieres
Sept. 21: "Lost" season premiere
Sept. 22: "The Apprentice 4" and "Everybody Hates Chris" season premieres
Sept. 24: John Prine concert in Dallas
Sept. 25: "The West Wing" season premiere
Sept. 27: Diana Gabaldon's A Breath of Snow and Ashes is released
Sept. 28: "Veronica Mars" season premiere (I can't even convey how excited I am)
Oh, and October? My birthday! And "Close to Home" and "One Tree Hill" season premieres! I am a sad individual.
September 08, 2005
So we pooled our money and came up with $25,000 to have ten buses come and take us out of the City. Those who did not have the requisite $45.00 for a ticket were subsidized by those who did have extra money. We waited for 48 hours for the buses, spending the last 12 hours standing outside, sharing the limited water, food, and clothes we had. We created a priority boarding area for the sick, elderly and new born babies. We waited late into the night for the "imminent" arrival of the buses. The buses never arrived. We later learned that the minute the arrived to the City limits, they were commandeered by the military.
The police command center at one point directed the group (all of whom were on foot) to the Pontchartrain Expressway where they were told there were buses waiting across the bridge.
As we approached the bridge, armed Gretna sheriffs formed a line across the foot of the bridge. Before we were close enough to speak, they began firing their weapons over our heads. This sent the crowd fleeing in various directions. As the crowd scattered and dissipated, a few of us inched forward and managed to engage some of the sheriffs in conversation. We told them of our conversation with the police commander and of the commander's assurances. The sheriffs informed us there were no buses waiting. The commander had lied to us to get us to move.
We questioned why we couldn't cross the bridge anyway, especially as there was little traffic on the 6-lane highway. They responded that the West Bank was not going to become New Orleans and there would be no Superdomes in their City. These were code words for if you are poor and black, you are not crossing the Mississippi River and you were not getting out of New Orleans.
Thousands of New Orleaners were prevented and prohibited from self-evacuating the City on foot.
At one point, the community encampment they had built on the freeway so that they would be easily viewable to rescue efforts and in order to share supplies was stormed and destroyed by local police holding guns on them.
As we retreated, the sheriff loaded up his truck with our food and water.
All the law enforcement agencies appeared threatened when we congregated or congealed into groups of 20 or more. In every congregation of "victims" they saw "mob" or "riot". We felt safety in numbers.
After they managed to get airlifted out and flown to San Antonio:
There the humiliation and dehumanization of the official relief effort continued. We were placed on buses and driven to a large field where we were forced to sit for hours and hours. Some of the buses did not have air-conditioners. In the dark, hundreds if us were forced to share two filthy overflowing porta-potties. Those who managed to make it out with any possessions (often a few belongings in tattered plastic bags) we were subjected to two different dog-sniffing searches.
Throughout, the official relief effort was callous, inept, and racist.
Sent by Jennyfivetina
September 07, 2005
"If a hurricane comes next month," says Ivor van Heerden, director of Louisiana State University's Center for the Study of Public Health Impacts of Hurricanes, "New Orleans could no longer exist."
A recent poll by the University of New Orleans suggests that 62 percent of greater New Orleans's 1.3 million residents would feel safe in their homes during a Category 3 storm. "We're a victim of our own good luck," says Susan Howell, the poll's director. The city's high poverty rate is another hurdle; almost 1 in 6 households has no car.
New Orleans is more vulnerable today than ever. Development and levee construction have put 500,000 acres of nearby coastal wetlands under water since 1965, eliminating buffers against the wind-fueled spikes in water levels known as storm surges. Even a Betsy-like Level 3 storm, which has winds of up to 130 mph, is now more likely to trigger storm surges in the Mississippi River or Lake Pontchartrain that could spill over levee walls. The resulting flood could take months to drain. "You're talking about creating a refugee camp for a million homeless residents," says van Heerden.
And on September 1, 2005:
FEMA Director Michael Brown agreed with other public officials that the death toll in the city could reach into the thousands."Unfortunately, that's going to be attributable a lot to people who did not heed the advance warnings," Brown told CNN.
"I don't make judgments about why people chose not to leave but, you know, there was a mandatory evacuation of New Orleans," he said.
A mandatory evacuation? The word evacuation implies that there was some kind of orderly procession out of town. Not the mass exodus- running for the hills- days long traffic jam for those lucky enough to have cars to take them the hell out of Dodge.
Somebody for damned sure didn't heed the advance warnings. Hopefully, their heads are going to roll.
"Marriage should be between a man and a woman, end of story. Next issue," insisted Assemblyman Dennis Mountjoy (R-Monrovia). "It's not about civil rights or personal rights, it's about acceptance. They want to be accepted as normal. They are not normal."
Who decides what's 'normal'? Wealthy old white men who care way too much about what goes on in other people's bedrooms threaten the sanctity of my family.
September 06, 2005
September 02, 2005
September 01, 2005
Note to Courtney Love's drug supplier: Cut the girl off. She is not good advertising for your product.
The federal minimum wage has remained at $5.15 an hour for the last eight years. In that same time period, Congress has given themselves six "cost of living" raises totaling $24,500, raising their salary to $158,100. Yet they've left the minimum wage at $5.15 an hour for those they love to refer to, come campaign time, as hardworking Americans.
If an American citizen working for minimum wage works full time (40 hours per week) for one year (52 weeks) their gross salary will be $10,712. The poverty line for one individual is defined as making below $9,827. So our lucky worker is only earning $885 above the poverty line. Oh, and he very likely doesn't have health insurance.
But hey, passing a law to raise the federal minimum wage isn't as easy as you'd think. Congress was really busy this year trying to keep a vegetable alive and legalizing commercial space travel.
"Or London Preston. Isn't London pretty? And, er, for a girl, I love Addison Shye. I think that's pretty."
Somebody please kidnap K-Fed and give that boy a vasectomy.
I have to move my cube at work yet again. Storage B it is.
New Orleans is gone. How awful and amazing is that?
I can't afford gas.
I wanna take a nap.
August 26, 2005
You are social, calm, organized, moderately egocentric, and non-intellectual, and may prefer a city which matches those traits.
The largest representation of your personality type can be found in the these U.S. cities: Salt Lake City, Memphis, Greenville/Spartanburg, Long Island, Sacramento, New York City, Seattle/Tacoma, Portland/Salem, Detroit, Orange County and these international countries/regions Kazakhstan, Luxembourg, Bulgaria, Thailand, China, Puerto Rico, Romania, Indonesia, Mexico, India, Denmark, Spain, Caribbean, Ukraine, Brazil
I sound like Rain Man.
found at All About E
August 24, 2005
I hate to say this, because I'm pretty damn tubby myself, but- I wish they would go back to weight discrimination against flights attendants. Oh yeah, I said it. I had the aisle seat in the last row of the plane on our three hour flight from Houston to Boston. And as if it wasn't bad enough that the line for the bathrooms caused people to be hovering over my seat nearly the entire flight, one of the bitchy flight attendants shoved her ample hips past my shoulder at least a hundred times on the way to Boston. Her hips took up the entire aisle spanning between the seats on either side. And you know what? Mine probably do too, but I don't have to waddle up and down the aisles of the flying tin cans they call Continental Airlines all damn day. Thank God.
Me: "Could I have a Dr. Pepper please?"
Bitchy Flight Attendant: "We don't have Dr. Pepper" said in the tone of: "Cristal? Girl, please. This is coach!"
August 17, 2005
August 16, 2005
August 15, 2005
But the highlight of the whole trip? The ready availability of Archway Dutch Cocoa cookies! We have Archway's cookies at stores in Austin, but no Dutch Cocoa. I swear, I've scoured the city! So I may buy them in bulk and try to smuggle them back from New York. Shhh!
August 10, 2005
Okay, I can kinda feel their pain. A gorilla bite can't be pleasant. But long-lasting emotional trauma? Seriously? Like they're afraid to leave the house now because there's always the fear that a western lowland gorilla might jump out and bite them? They've had to join a therapy group for survivors of zoo mishaps? Are they having to take anti-anxiety medication just so they can watch Animal Planet? Okay, maybe I don't feel their pain.
August 09, 2005
Section 1: The Inner You: Your Real Motivation
Harmony and balance are your keynotes. You instinctively understand the need to accommodate other peoples' interests and desires, and you are always fair and willing to meet the other person half way. Tactful, diplomatic, and with considerable social awareness, you do all you can to avoid conflict and discord. You express a spirit of cooperation and compromise and often achieve through charm and discretion what would have been impossible to achieve by a direct, forceful approach.
Section 2: Mental Interests and Abilities
You are an exacting perfectionist with a clear, logical, analytical mind and an aptitude for work that requires meticulous attention to detail and efficient organization. Well-grounded and pragmatic, you tend to develop specialized skills and technical expertise in some practical field. Knowledge, ideas, and theories don't really interest you unless they are useful in a tangible way. You are inclined to analyze, measure, and dissect everything and to miss nuances, subtle shades of feeling and meaning. Your strengths are in your precise thinking, careful craftsmanship, and mastery of technical skills. You tend to be very good at what you do and critical of others' work if it does not meet your high standards.
August 08, 2005
Updated 8/15/05 to add: The child has changed her blog URL twice now in an effort to hide. She also deleted most of the entries she copied, which was actually a smart choice on her part. She must have had help coming up with the idea. Her blog has now moved to here. Oh, and I'm a slut! Who knew? My husband was somewhat surprised to hear this. And since she's changing her URL at the rate of four a day, here's the entry devoted to me:
"Don't go here
if i were you i would not go to queenkandis.blogspot.com
because she is a slut and she doesn't think straight and she thinks i have been
stealing her posts so really people do NOT go there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
August 05, 2005
August 04, 2005
This morning, he left to catch the bus to work wearing jeans and a baseball cap. It must not be too awful to be 30.
August 02, 2005
- Any of the current dance themed reality shows
- The appeal of Mischa Barton
- The $2 bill
- What we did so horribly wrong to deserve Paris Hilton
- How cold sores know the perfect inopportune moment to appear
- Mary-Kate Olsen’s bag lady fashion style
- Wasabi flavored chips
- Clay Aiken
- Twinkies (there's no chocolate, so what's the point?)
July 27, 2005
- I was born in Bremerton Washington, but we moved when I was two years old, so I remember nothing about it.
- I once broke my left foot by falling down three steps.
- Daisies are my favorite flower, followed closely by tulips.
- I wanted to play the cello in middle school, but joined the choir instead.
- I am a terrible singer.
- I love karaoke.
- I consider Hole’s Live Through This to be one of the greatest rock albums of all time.
- I don’t believe in astrology, but I am the definition of a Libra.
- I wanted to be a broadcast journalist from the sixth grade until sophomore year of college.
- I have half of a degree in Anthropology with a minor in mass communications.
- I spent nearly four years at Southwest Texas State University, but I’m barely a junior.
- I have six tattoos. And there is no end in sight.
- Pink is my signature color.
- I am frequently barefoot.
- I went to summer camp for 14 years from age 6 to age 20.
- Some of my favorite authors are: Diana Gabaldon, Nora Roberts, Maya Angelou, and Larry McMurtry.
- My birthstone is the opal. Don't buy me one.
- I hate dark wood furniture.
- I was the president of my high school drama club, the Golden Myth Players.
- Scotland is the country I most want to visit.
- I am excellent at games that require lots of useless pop culture knowledge.
- I own a karaoke machine I’ve never used.
- I once won $70 in a casino in Atlantic City. I quit while I was ahead.
- The place I got married at, used to feature a swimming pig named Ralph as its main attraction.
- I am obsessed with "Buffy the Vampire Slayer". Seriously, ask me anything.
- I don’t know how to program my VCR.
- I like dragonflies and have received an absurd number of dragonfly themed gifts.
- I own over 20 pairs of flip flops.
- Baking homemade chocolate chip cookies is my only talent.
- I’m a notorious plant killer.
- In college, I frequently stayed up all night chatting online.
- I’ve had the chicken pox twice.
- When I was nine-years-old, I received a horse for Christmas.
- I’m afraid of horses.
- I once fainted on a horse.
- I’m a graduate of Lanier High School in Austin, Texas. Class of 1996.
- I went to eleven schools from kindergarten to 12th grade.
- I was raised Unitarian and still consider myself to be one.
- I’m a television addict.
- Not only do I watch a lot of TV, I read about TV shows and blog about TV shows.
- In the first election I was able to vote, I voted for Bill Clinton.
- I frequently read the same book over and over again. Including Lonesome Dove and The Stand, both over 900 pages.
- I am unable to sleep without a night light.
- I don’t know my weight because I refuse to weigh myself or look at the scale at the doctor’s office.
- The Dixie Chicks are my favorite band.
- My favorite video game is Oregon Trail.
- Cheese fries from Outback Steakhouse and pepperoni rolls from Double Dave’s are two of my favorite foods on the planet.
- I have two siblings: a brother that's three years older (Jason Robnett, where have you disappeared to?) and a sister that's 23 years younger.
- The first concert I ever went to was Grateful Dead in 1985. I don’t remember if I wore tie dye.
- I appeared in seven plays in high school.
- I love tanning salons.
- I was a latchkey kid.
- I was incapable of getting to school on time, and now I am incapable of getting to work on time.
- I’ve seen John Prine in concert seven times.
- The Immaculate Collection is my favorite Madonna album.
- I have Dave Grohl’s autograph.
- I love movies, but I never see movies without reading the reviews first.
- I love being in charge.
- 10 Things I Hate About You is one of my favorite movies and I watch it every time it comes on TV, even though I own it on DVD.
- I never leave home without makeup on, even if I’m just going swimming.
- I collect shot glasses.
- I was voted Class Whiner by my senior class in high school.
- I don’t believe in the Atkins Diet. We’re supposed to eat grains. Trust me, I have half of an Anthropology degree.
- I’ve never been further west than Texas (except for the two years in Bremerton I don’t remember).
- If left alone, I can sleep at least ten hours a night.
- I am incapable of understanding algebra, and don’t care to.
- Concerts I’ve seen: Grateful Dead, John Prine, Shug Mauldin, New Kids on the Block (twice!), Reba McEntire, Tool, Cracker, Nine Inch Nails, Hole, Aerosmith, Foo Fighters, Barenaked Ladies, Dixie Chicks, Todd Snider (twice!), Dolly Parton, and once crashed the gates to see Smashing Pumpkins do their encore (thanks Jimmy!)
- I want a new green Volkswagen beetle with a sunroof so bad that I can’t stand it.
- I’m addicted to shopping online.
- I love Impressionist art and Auguste Renoir is my favorite artist.
- I met my husband online in a WBS chat room that no longer exists.
- In elementary, middle school, and high school, teachers frequently moved me away from my friends for talking too much.
- I own Heathers, a red scrunchie, and a Swatch watch.
- My son Cooper was born on April 17, 2007. Cutest. Kid. Ever.
- Mexico is the only country I’ve been to outside the U.S.
- I love the J. Peterman catalogue.
- I’ve been to many midnight theater showings of Rocky Horror Picture Show.
- I can’t dance, and you shouldn’t ask me to.
- If I had a million dollars, I would do nothing.
- I wish I didn’t hate exercise.
- I don’t drink coffee for breakfast, I drink Dr. Pepper. I picked up this habit from my mother.
- The smell of oranges makes me nauseous and always has.
- I got my ear pierced at an Aerosmith concert on my 17th birthday.
- I love puppies, but don't actually want to raise one.
- For my P.E. credit in high school, I took bowling by correspondence.
- I love carnivals, but not roller coasters.
- I was raised by a single mom.
- It’s really important to me to be as fair and non-judgmental as possible
- If you drive a Hummer, I think you're a dumbass.
- I love baseball movies, but not baseball.
- I wish I had the body that I had when I was 17. Who doesn’t?
- My birthday depresses me because it never lives up to my expectations.
- I’ve known almost all of my current friends since college or longer.
- I don’t know my blood type
- No one else thinks I’m as funny as I do.
- I have one cat: Moe. He's a de-clawed indoor cat. He doesn't seem to hate us for that.
- I miss the "X-Files".
- I love Little Debbie Zebra Cakes. Got any?
- I don’t know my IQ, but I like to pretend that it’s really high.
- I am apparently very self absorbed.
Currently previous post archives can be accessed at I Can Kick Your Ass at Trivial Pursuit (LiveJournal version).
July 14, 2005
Dear crack smoking Emmy members-
What is your damage?
Three "Housewives" nominated for best actress but no women from "Deadwood"?
"Everybody Loves Raymond"? Why must you beat dead horses with gold statues?
I think I hate you.
July 12, 2005
Survey finds average U.S. worker spends two hours a day surfing the Web, running errands or staring into space.
Office Space has been out since 1994 and they're just now figuring this out?
It's a problem of motivation, all right? Now if I work my ass off and Initech ships a few extra units, I don't see another dime, so where's the motivation?
By the way, I disagree with the results of that survery (as I write this from work).
July 11, 2005
Our new red sofa was delivered over the weekend. Pictures to come. We hung new bathroom fixtures in our upstairs guest bath, re-arranged our bedroom and our hanging pictures. AND I made dinner twice in one weekend, which is like, unheard of. Oh, and we forgot Brian's birthday, cause we suck. I'm tired.
July 01, 2005
Where was this clinic when I was a chat addicted college student? I might have actually graduated if I'd gotten some electric shock therapy.
June 24, 2005
From E! Online:
Tom Cruise telling Today host Matt Lauer during a Friday interview that Brooke Shields "doesn't understand" the history of psychiatry and that there is no such thing as a "chemical unbalance." The actor also expressed his belief that "vitamins and exercise" can cure most problems.
Would someone please unleash a bipolar homicidal maniac on him already? Crazy Cruise could ply him with some One-a-Days and see how that goes?
June 16, 2005
Today when Rob was trying to lower the garage door, it came off it's tracks. And then when he tried to muscle it back on the tracks, the door itself started to break apart. So we paid $150 for a guy to come over, give us an estimate, tell us our door and it's pre-1991 automatic opener are basically dangerous and worthless. At least he secured the door for the night (although several of the panels are hanging askew). Tomorrow we get to pay him a small fortune to replace the entire door and it's assorted tracks and springs and such. We then won't be able to afford a new garage door opener for a while. As it is we really can't even afford to add the optional four windows to the door, but we're doing it anyway. It looks so bland without them.
And don't even getting me started on our fence...
Home ownership sucks.
June 09, 2005
June 08, 2005
This Barn Swallow has made herself at home on our front porch.
I made Rob stand on the step ladder to find out what she's got in there. Looks like sometime soon, we'll have five other Barn Swallows on our front porch.
And this is Millie. She's a two year old chocolate lab who joined our family last weekend. We got her from one of my coworkers who has two kids and two dogs and didn't feel like she had the time to spend with all of them. Millie is very eager to please and loves people. She follows Rob around all day long.
June 03, 2005
Guess that means we won't be going to ACL Fest since it's the same weekend. ACL Fest would be fun, but the Majestic is air conditioned. Not a tough choice for September in Texas. Only four months away!
May 26, 2005
May 25, 2005
what is the point of this conversation?
I'm loving her description "it still hadn't showed up"
the point is blaming the city transit system for an entire day of missed work because her life is such a mess she has no car
this is tragic
I can't believe she is spending THIS long on the phone with Capitol Metro
don't they have work to do too?
this is going around in circles!
this is hilarious
isn't there a question on the application about reliable transportation?
is taking the bus to B.F.E. reliable?
I don't know if there is a question
they can't discriminate against white trash Americans
is she getting documentation that the bus didn't show?
as if that will excuse her
if it's not one thing, it's another
her whole life is a mess
except she has this bitchin' job
which she might keep if she ever learns to stay off the phone
of course, she doesn't have a cel
dude, she barely has a sofa to sleep on and shoes on her feet
May 06, 2005
May 03, 2005
I've already used up all but one of my sick days. I'm also kinda broke until Friday. And, I know for a fact that if I came face to face with Bill Clinton, I would cry like a basketcase. But if all of those things weren't true, I'd be at Book People on Thursday. Anyone who wants to be my new best friend can feel free to pick up a signed copy for my birthday (which is only five months away.)