Sunday, 28 March 2010
Friday, 26 March 2010
Things You Never Knew You Wanted!
Never be embarrassed by "escaped" gas again!
Sometimes you just can't control a gassy stomach... and what may happen as a result. But relax- the pressure's off when you are protected by these antimicrobial pads. Just stick to your underwear (even thongs) and go about your day. If you make a slip, don't worry- the odor is neutralized by the activated carbon layer and you're spared the embarrassment. Great for travel, office or anywhere you're in close quarters!
(package of 5) $9.95
www.solutions.com
(From my daily dose of catalogs to you! You are welcome!)
Tuesday, 23 March 2010
Saturday, 20 March 2010
Friday, 19 March 2010
Wednesday, 17 March 2010
Tuesday, 16 March 2010
Remarkably Clean Considering...
Monday, 15 March 2010
Things That Make Me Go Hmmmm...
So, one day, about a month or so ago- I came home to see this tree sitting at the end of the entrance to my building. I wondered about it. It made me go hmmmm. When I saw my upstairs neighbor, he explained (on the run as he was late for work) that they got it from somewhere cause somebody was going to throw it away and he thought they (he & his GF) could save it.
It has been sitting there ever since. At some point there was talk of putting it on the patio, only the openings on the patio for plants to go in are 12in circles- not even close to big enough to put a tree of this size. And so it sits. And when it rains for several days as it has been... it makes a big, muddy mess. And it makes me go hmmmm.
Saturday, 13 March 2010
Party On!
I just read this article on AOL that says these are the
Top 10 Songs to Play at a Party!
(or at a puppy homecoming, at the birth of a blueberry, to help the daffodils grow)
(those are my suggestions, btw- not AOL Radio Blogger, Lindsey Weber!)
10) Just Dance Lady Gaga
9) SexyBack Justin Timberlake
8) The Way I Are Timbaland
7) Baby Got Back Sir Mix A Lot
6) Stayin' Alive Bee Gees
5) Don't Stop Believing Journey
4) Pour Some Sugar On Me Def Leppard
3) Livin' On A Prayer Bon Jovi
2) Thriller Michael Jackson
1) We Will Rock You Queen
This would not be my list. I would keep several but definitely not all!
What is YOUR Top 10 Party Playlist??
It's Been So Long...
...but I have had a sweet, 13lb furball to focus on! And she is just home from the hospital after a successful surgery for her "plumbing". She is a bit weirded out- it probably all feels really kooky down there- and is also not supposed to get her stitches wet. This wouldn't be as big a deal if the rain wasn't heavy and continuous (and supposed to be until Tuesday, I think)! She doesn't do her business in the house usually so this is really odd for her to sort of be forced to! Hopefully, it won't undo all our training 'til now!
In the meantime... she sleeps.
Monday, 8 March 2010
A Fine, Fine Column...
...I read this in this week's New York Magazine and enjoyed A LOT! It's about the reality TV show crisis and the fact that we seemingly are running out of talent...
"That's because, as we run out of talent, we're forced to turn back to a more abundant resource: the jackass. Witness the popularity of Jersey Shore."
Wanna read the whole thing??
(I highly recommend it!)
Sunday, 7 March 2010
Got Geiko?
There we were, taking a walk. I had just discouraged Ripley from eating a Dorito by telling her it was "nacho chip" and oh, how we were laughing! Course before 6, not a lot makes me laugh, so it was nice.
Also funny? Part of the reason I think we were up before 5, is that a) Ripley is a sadist and b) there was a fender bender on the corner and the police lights were flashing away, intriguing Ripley and tricking her into thinking it was a GET UP light show! No body seemed injured, several people, one cop car, two cars involved- one red, one black (the cars, not the people- this is Astoria, they were both Greek). And there was me & Rip- laughing away at our Nacho chip joke, when the police car went to move and hit another car!!! Hard. Nacho Dent!
Mornings are funny. Now, let's get back to bed!
Thursday, 4 March 2010
She started it!
So, the past day or two, Ripley has clearly been feeling better about her leg. Whereas I, have gotten more frustrated. Imagine if you will- it's 5:45AM, your dog needs to pee, she can't go out without a bag over her cast, this takes some time on a squirming puppy. Now picture yourself at 5:47AM covered in pee. Welcome to my week. Yesterday, Ripley began to take it upon herself to pull and chew on the ye olde cast! And this morning, I decided the time had come for me to help chew on it, too. And thus, off with her cast!!! (I did call the vet and she said it was fine so...)
And Ripley is SOOO much happier! As am I.
Walking is a little weird- she is stiff and so a little off kilter but I am sure that will
only take a day or two to shake!
A Little Update!
Courtesy of RLD & the NY Times!
And so last September, Mr. Chen did what any socially aware entrepreneur might do: He opened a theme park of dwarfs, charging tourists about $9 a head to watch dozens of dwarfs in pink tutus perform a slapstick version of “Swan Lake” along with other skits.
“I think it is horrible,” said Gary Arnold, the spokesman for Little People of America Inc., a dwarfism support group based in California. “What is the difference between it and a zoo?” Even the term “dwarf” is offensive to some; his organization prefers “person of short stature.”
The park, 40 minutes by car from Kunming, is not yet profitable. One recent chilly afternoon, only a few dozen spectators showed up. Performers hope for bigger crowds.
Want to read the whole article, you know, if you aren't SHORT on time??
Wednesday, 3 March 2010
Size 4!!!
Unstylish? Maybe.
Flattering? Not in my opinion.
FAT? NO!
At the end of the day, I am not Jessica's biggest fan. Musically or otherwise. But when people called her huge, porky, and fat in these jeans- I was outraged.
What we define as fat is this country is outlandish.
On today's Oprah, Jessica revealed to Oprah that she didn't care if people didn't like her "Mom jeans" and that btw- they are a SIZE 4!!!
size cluckin' four.
Tuesday, 2 March 2010
A Peep-tastic Tragedy...
Long ago, I took a writing class. Not 'cause I don't know how to write but because I thought, if I am in a class that I have to show up at with new material every week, I will write more. The Weight Watchers meeting theory of writing. And yeah, I wrote more. I also had an ill fated fling with the teacher that ended when he moved to Turkey. (yes, Turkey.)
I met some great folks though, including an older Polish woman who had a life story that was both amazing and tragic. Her grasp of written English, however, was just tragic. Taking to yours truly, she invited me to her home to go over her memoir with my trusty red pen. I was touched to be of assistance and almost too moved by her memoirs to correct them. (almost.) It was while sitting in her dining room, trying not to cry, I spied the most amazing thing. There, on her hutch, a chocolate covered Peep. And as she spoke of how her father was tortured, I jumped up and shouted "WHAT IS THAT?" (always respectful.) She explained that she makes them for her grandchildren. Why had I never thought of doing such a thing??? I love Peeps. I love chocolate. I love that little old woman. I have long forgotten her name but the chocolate covered Peeps-
I have thought of ever since.
I tried making them myself. It isn't easy. The Peeps have to be just a bit stale (or ripe, as I call it), the chocolate can't be too hot, you can't lay it on too thick. Not easy. A stall in a mall in Hicksville out on the isle of the Long, used to sell them at Easter time- made by a local candy shop. But with that tiny exception- it has been all me and my microwave and my fat ass.
So, you can imagine my excitement when I found these!
Yep, there I was, just poppin' into the grocery store- covered in glitter and bad burlesque make-up (got some stares.) And at the register... this brand new Easter-time delight!! I couldn't wait to get home and rip into these bitches!
Even Ripley could feel my excitement and thought for sure she should get in on this action!
Luckily, her cast slows her down.
And so... unable to contain myself for one more second- I ripped into it.
It looked like a chocolate covered Peep and it looked delicious and I bit into it
and
EWWWW! GROSS!
It is just some Peep shaped, dirty marshmallow creme filled YUCK!
No, real Peepness to it at all.
what a disappointing thing.
I thought the circle was complete, the dream fulfilled.
nope.
gross.
even my old Polish lady friend would have found this tragic.
and she knew from tragic.
oh, well.
Comment Come Back Needed!
So, I put this video on youtube in August of last year after a trip to Vegas with my peeps- including Jason who is featured in this video playing my new favorite slot- Lucky Penguins! It has an Ice Ice Baby Bonus! Helloooo! AWESOME!
Anyway, yesterday- this video got a comment! Whoo Hooo! A comment! How fun! yeah. no. this is the comment:
"f your mother. take the money back to the trailor park."
And so I ask, what should my come back comment be? These are my top three:
1) f YOUR mother.
2) YOU live in a trailor park- wish a dictionary lived with you!
3) tool.
I am still working on it and that's why I need YOUR help! What should I say to neworleans39??
Monday, 1 March 2010
Yeah. This about sums it up.
LIBRA (Sept. 23-Oct. 22): Metaphorically speaking, you have recently begun crossing the water in a dream boat that has a small leak. If you keep going, it's possible you will reach the far side before sinking. But that's uncertain. And even if you were able to remain afloat the entire way, the shakiness of the situation would probably fill you with anxiety. My suggestion, then, is to head back to where you started and fix the leak.horoscope by Rob Brezney
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