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Now where's all that bubble wrap?!

2007-01-05T00:13:00.000-05:00

WE'RE MOVING!!!!!!!!!!

We are moving to POPCULTUREYAY.COM

Come with! All of our blog friends--and by "all" I mean Amanda and Pete--please visit us at the new site! We are still figuring out how to make it look pretty, but there's some content there already.

Get your own figgy puddin'

2006-12-22T18:19:00.000-05:00

These are supposed to be Christmas elves but it look s a little more "David the Gnome Family Reunion" than "Santa's Workshop"

I'm baaaack. The Toshiba is repaired and is as mediocre as ever. This computer is like a child to me, no matter how many times it acts up, cuts off, is melted (although I pray no children melt), I love it, for some reason. And, when I say "melt" I do not mean "melt down." I mean literally melt...like M&Ms in your mouth.

mmmm candy. yay Christmas.

Since it has been a while since I last posted, I may ramble more than usual or make many postings in a relatively short amount of time. Melissa has no excuse for not posting. She even went to New York City and has yet to write of any New York adventures.

In honor of the holiday season, and the countless hours of Christmas songs I have been subjected to as a retail worker during this festive time, I have decided to write on that very subject.

To begin, let me just say that...

I love Christmas. SO. MUCH.

I even love all of those annoying Christmas songs, even when they started playing them well before Thanksgiving, a clear violation of the fall/winter holiday calendar.

However, until recently I hadn't really paid attention to many of the lyrics of such songs. Some are totally obsurd.

Now the hymns are great. Let's be honest, that's what its all about. But, the songs that have developed from the secularization of Christmas - that's another story.

I'm not going to lie, I can't see the Presbyterian hymnal at any point in the new future reading "Santa Baby" as arranged by the "Pussycat dolls."

Think about the classic "We Wish You a Merry Christmas." One of my favorites, seriously. Yet, its also probably one of the rudest songs ever written.

We wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year.

aw, isn't that nice...

Now bring us some figgy pudding. Oh bring us some figgy pudding. Oh bring us some figgy pudding and a cup of good cheer.

um, oh excuse me. I thought you were just singing a nice carol. Um, where the hell do I get figgy pudding? Would it hurt you to say please?

We won't go until we get some. We won't go until we get some. We won't go until we get some, so bring some right here.

geez, I'm sorry. I'm all out of figgy pudding, but if you don't leave my home, I am calling the police. I can just see the explanation on the restraining order. Reason for restraint: Lack of figgy pudding.

How about this little diddy from *N Sync...
When the party is over,
The night's just begun
I promise the best part is yet to come
We slow dance together,
Two become one...
Bring along the mistletoe
Keep the music nice and low
I'll show you how good it could be.
I wish that Santa could be here to see
I wish that Santa could be here to see.

um. uh-huh. Two become one? I wish that Santa could be here to see? Do I really need to comment on this one? I think you see where I'm going here...

And then, of course, there is probably the most annoying song ever "Wonderful Christmas Time"..

Don't cry poor children, sing this song Ding, dong, ding, dong, Ding, dong, ding.

gee, that's swell I bet that will stop any crying child. What always worked for me was "If you don't stop crying then Santa Claus won't come and I will throw all of your toys into the fire." What's all this ding dong ding dong crap?

It is important that you recognize that this entire sarcastic blog post is based on hypocrisy, because I treasured Christmas music of all kinds. I love Mariah Carey's "All I Want for Christmas" as much as the next gal - it ranks right up there with Joy to The World as a symbol of the season.

So I leave you with this Christmas message:

It's a wonderful feeling, feel the love in the room from the floor to the ceiling. It's that time of year - Christmas time is here! And with the blessings from above, God sends you His love. And, everything's okay, Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays!

damn toshiba...

2006-12-13T01:40:00.000-05:00

I promise I will post many many stories soon. I have to finish exams and get my computer back from the computer store. Apparently, the screen decided to turn maroon and then just quit working altogether.

Next week on Ugly Betty...

2006-12-04T11:14:00.000-05:00

...Tori Spelling has signed on to do nine months of episodes....

oh wait, no, she's just pregnant.

Tori, dearest, pregnancy is a beautiful thing, check out the maternity line at Target for help

Credit: Flynet
People.com

Well, this is a lucky break...

2006-12-01T16:35:00.000-05:00

because now you can definitely use the Lake Como villa for the wedding.

I learned how to create links.

2006-11-30T22:43:00.000-05:00

Ok, so I feel that it is the duty of this blog to inform of important pop culture issues on a more regular basis than we have been doing. Therefore, I am going to research and post more frequently on topics I find important for this blogging audience. By research, I mean that I will steal the information from other blogs and post it here.

First of all, Melissa I have pre-ordered your Christmas present and hope it arrives on time.

(look! I figured out how to do that link thing you always do. I am so scientific.)

I like the part in Jason Alexander's (not George Costanza) interview where his rep says that it is a true interview because "His claims are true as he knows them." Wait, what? I've never really understood a disclaimer like that. Are they true? I know that Christian Bale and I would have a very happy life together and would make beautiful children. Does that mean its true?

In that case, clearly it is. Perhaps I should have picked a more obscure example...

George, I mean, Jason also said that "If she had stuck with me it would have been so positive.”

hmm, like "I'm sorry but you should probably take these free pamphlets on Chlamydia" positive?

OK, can I get on a soapbox for a second? Only a second, I promise. It's more like I'm on a soapdish...

I spend my fair share of time cracking on Lindsay Lohan, (LiLo, if you will) but recent news articles have just been too much. I opened my homepage of MSNBC (yes, contrary to popular belief I do try to keep current on world news) to find the blurb "Is Lindsay Lohan Cutting Herself?" followed by an article and picture of why they think she may be a "cutter." Cutting is a serious issue, if she has resorted to that, don't you think she could use without the speculation? And an article on sources "spotting" her at an AA meeting? Hmmm, I wonder why she is having to get up to go at 7:30 a.m. (assuming the claims are true)... what's that second A stand for again?...shooot, its on the tip of my tongue...
Furthermore, a blog question of "Should Lohan go dry?" Are you kidding me? Sorry Linds, we know you want to take control of your wild ways and lead a healthier life, but 61% of blog readers enjoying learning of your drunken nights. We're sorry. Here's a shot.

I was going to copy and paste a whole bunch of pictures and make fun of them but then I saw this and got scared. What if one of our three blog readers actually is undercover and will report us to authorities?! We will have to pay $7.5 million! Let's see, I got paid $64 from work-study last month...maybe we could set up some kind of payment plan.

Time Flies When You're Having Fun

2006-11-30T21:20:00.000-05:00

I fail.

I am waiting until you come to see me and we watch the entire season on dvd. I am trusting you that it is a good show.

I wish I had that time machine so that I could go back and watch the One Tree Hill episode I missed yesterday. We forgot to tape it. Damn DVR, where are ya when I need ya? These VHS are driving me crazy. And its not like I can ask anyone what happened because I think my friend and I are the only ones who watch it. ever.

Alas, your time travel question got me thinking. BLOG QUESTION OF THE DAY: If you had the power to time travel, what would you use it for?

As you know I enjoy list formats, so I have compiled some situations in which I think time travel would be useful and/or exciting. My sister will add her own answers.

1. I would like to go back in time to the very moment when the people at TBS and WGN decided that they would stopping airing Saved By The Bell reruns at 3 and 3:30 every weekday. I feel these are probably the same WGN people who cancelled California Dreams reruns altogether so I would like to bring that up as well.

Oh, perhaps I forgot to mention it, but the time machine model I am using can also transfer locations (i.e. I can go to see the TBS big whigs. Or Target.)

hmm, it appears I also just spelled big wigs like the historical political party which is strange. Maybe I subconsciously did it because whigs make me think of Tories and Tory was a character one time on SBTB.

2. I would go back in time to K-Fed and BS' wedding and bet money that it wouldn't last. I bet no one would've seen that coming.

3. I would go forward in time to see what kind of job I get (or don't get) so that I could see how much work I actually need to put into next semester. The rest of the time could then be alloted for new television shows and/or YouTube*

4. Wow, I would go back in time 20 minutes when my speakers on my computer became partially unplugged and I spent the past while thinking all the songs on Pandora sucked because they sounded distant and echoy. (that means "like an echo" even though it looks like some kind of chinese food, wok e-choy)

5. I would go back in time to when Tom Cruise was in Jerry McGuire and tell him to enjoy it because its all down hill from here.

6. I would go back in time to when the Olsen Twins were still too young to be so entrpreneurial and I would develop a line of Tween clothes and cosmetics for Wal-Mart.

7. When I am trying to cook pasta and it takes too long and I get to impatient, I would go forward in time to when it is finished.

8. When I am running, I would go forward in time to when it is over.

9. I would go back in time to when Leonard DiCaprio was on Growing Pains and I would say "I'll never let go Jack" and "I'm The KING OF THE WORLD!" a lot. He wouldn't really get it at the time, but in the future....SO funny!

10. I would go back to that time when Lindsay Lohan was so cute in Parent Trap and I would tell her, "Stop Here!". Quit while you're ahead.

* Sisters' advice of the day:

Melissa and I have decided that it is a good idea if someone says "I love you" and you don't want to be mean but you really don't love them too, then you should say "I Love YouTube." They might just mistake you for a mutterer and you don't lie. Win Win situation. If you then watched YouTube videos... well then you got yourself a win-win-win situation.

Your senior year is almost halfway through...

2006-11-28T22:15:00.000-05:00

so here's an assignment. It's pass/fail.

Get a time machine, go back to 9 PM EST, and watch Veronica Mars.

More on the JK-RJ rumors brought to our attention by this girl who was Lindsay's friend--until she told us about the rumors

2006-11-28T09:33:00.000-05:00

GMMR!! We love you so much! Keep up the good work. And we know that rather than perpetuating those rumors, you were just lamenting their possible truth.

Lindsay found herself experiencing similar emotions yesterday after hearing about the possible John-Rashida connection.* But her sorrow was based on suddenly discovering the gap between fiction and reality. We were on the phone, and she said--hesitantly, as though speaking the idea confirmed its truth--"I'm beginning to think that John isn't REALLY Jim." It's like as a child when I first got the idea that maybe Santa Claus, the Easter bunny, et al weren't exactly who I thought they were. I didn't know for sure, but the first taste of disillusionment was crushing. I mean, my dad is really great, but Santa is awesome in this mythical way. To think that Santa wasn't real but was just a role played by this really-great-but-normal guy...it was a hard pill to swallow.

Not that John Krasinski isn't cool--he loves David Foster Wallace and he did karaoke on Ellen!--but it's like, Jim Halpert is the tooth fairy. And John Krasinski is my dad.

OK, that comparison just took a really bizarre turn. But my message is this: Lindsay, don't fret. Christmas will still come every Thursday at 8:30, no matter the true identity of the guy who's delivering the presents.

*Not because Lindsay has anything against Rashida Jones. She's obviously talented and seems perfectly nice. It's just...she looks just like this Karen girl with whom we have a problem.

It's the end of the world as we know it...

2006-11-27T22:41:00.000-05:00

HOW COME WE NEVER HEARD THE RUMOR JIM AND KAREN DATE IN REAL LIFE????

Ok, so technically the rumor is that they DATED (note the past tense) but still.

http://www.givememyremote.com/remote/tv-boyfriend-watch-06-john-krasinski-rashida-jones/

Give Me My Remote is legit source too. don't laugh, you know it is.

Also, Melissa, blog something. I've made like 27.5 entries in a row.

WATCH OUT BRITNEY...

2006-11-27T17:44:00.000-05:00

FOR THOSE THINGS ATTACKING THE TOP OF YOUR DRESS!

I give thanks for the fat Irish woman who steals hams.

2006-11-27T17:07:00.000-05:00

Happy Belated Thanksgiving!

I officially ate enough food for a small developing nation - assuming that nation ate nothing but sweet potatoes, green beans, and broccoli casserole. Ok fine, and pumpkin pie and dark chocolate peppermint swizzle sticks. And mulled wine. Lots of mulled wine.

So the reason I am writing this blog entry is to inform of a special Thanksgiving story. As has probably been gathered from previous entries, my grandfather is very funny and sometimes says amusing, although at times inappropriate, things. And he tells them LOUDLY.

Enter the Fat Woman Story.

here's your preface, we are at our friends' house for Thanksgiving. Its where we tradtionally go and there are always anywhere from 25-40 people there. This year, our family was sitting at our own circular dinner table in the living room. We were discussing employment and part-time employers. My grandfather decided to tell a story from when he was boss (see the relevance?). And then...

"Ya know. When I worked at the cookie plant there was a fat irish woman." I cringe my face and grab my wine. I look over at my sister who has a similar worried look. "One day when we were standing there working, I didn't realize she was behind me and I turned around and elbowed her. She fell over." I try to casually glance over my shoulder at the other guests lingering around the various rooms of the house. "It took three of us to pull her back up. I gave her three days off of work."

phew, its over.

YEAH RIGHT! Our grandfather is infamous for these long pauses where you think he's done but he's really not. We start to stifle our giggles and converse again when...

"So the fat woman. She used to kind of waddle when she walked." I get up from the table and leave the room. I couldn't look at my dad or pete and keep a straight face. The rest of the story is from my brother-in-law and father who stuck it out at the table. Luckily, my mother was already away from the table.
"We found out she was stealing hams."

Pete informed me that was basically the end of the story, although he was able to confirm that the fat Irish woman and the fat ham stealing woman were not the same.

My grandfather, bless his heart, meant well. I think in his head he was contributing to the employment conversation. But as Pete informed me, "ham theft is no laughing matter."

In other news, we introduced my father to the wonderful world of Catchphrase. He got into it. REALLY REALLY REALLY into it. I can't even begin to describe the experience in a blog. So I won't try. But here is a sampling:

-Dad (to me): "Ok, this is when all the pistons are firing and you check the engine and.."
-Me: "PASS"
what the hell is a piston? isn't that a basketball team?

-Pete (to Dad): "Ok, she is an actress on Friends, but not..."
-Dad: not a chance, move on.

-Dad: Ok fruit grows on this botanical device... (it was a peach tree)

-Melissa (trying to award points): You're team one?
-Dad: We won?!?!?
-Melissa: NO, TEAM ONE.

Then my dad, in an effort to avoid the buzzer, chucked the electronic Catchphrase at my face and hit me in the mouth.

The day I almost got arrested...

2006-11-20T17:28:00.000-05:00

This afternoon I routinely went to the BP station to fill up a tank of gas. My car was on E, so naturally, I felt a gas station was a logical place to go. Little did I know the ludacrisy that would be awaiting me. Here's how it all went down...

I'm driving and think "Hm, need gas. There's gas station. I'll go there." Then, coughing attack. cough cough cough. The black lung hit me. Think: "Ok, I'll get a cheap ass bottle of gas station brand water to quiet my cough. I will pump the gas then go inside and pay for fuel and a refreshing bottle of water together."

Pump Gas.

Go inside. Mmmm water. cough cough. PERFECT.

"Hello! How are you? I would like this and the gas on pump one."

"Sure thing sweetie. Is that debit?"

"No ma'am, its a BP card. So I guess that's credit?"

"Ah, yes. It is credit. I will take that, thank you very much. Wait, who's Mark?"

"Pardon?"

"Mark. The name on the card says Mark."

"Oh, that's my dad. The gas cards are in his name. Is that a problem?"

"Um, yeah. I can't run this card for you. Don't you have another method of payment?"

"No, I don't have any of my other cards with me. I do have a license that has the same last name, might that help?" (I find this suitable, seeing as our name is far from "Smith" or "Jones")

"I suppose so. We'll have to see..." (ok lady, either you take a matching name or you don't...)

Go to car. Get ID. Woman stares.

"Ok, here it is. I'm sorry about this. I use that card all the time."

"Well, you have to use it at the pump. You should have put it in the pump. I'm not sure what I can do"

Stares at ID and credit card for a good 3-4minutes.

I wait awkwardly deciding if it would be wrong for me to reach out and snag my water. cough. cough.

"Well, I am going to run it. But you need to put it in at the pump. This is not what I am supposed to do. I am supposed to cut this up, fax info to corporate, and call security. No other business would do this for you. Its illegal. You should go to jail for this. If you were at Belk's for example, they would have none of this. They would take you and call the police."

She literally said, "You should go to jail for this." For $28 worth of gas and a $.99 cent bottle of water that probably came from the sink in the back, really?

I appreciate the security but come on. How about checking IDs when it counts, like when I buy massive amounts of items at Target or a month's worth of groceries?

And Belk would call the cops? Hmm, tell that to all my new clothes senior year of high school. Or, maybe you should talk to the thousands of diet colas and iced green teas that Exxon has provided me over the years. Thanks dad.

So ladies and gentlemen, the moral of the story is, "If you are going to steal someone's credit card, you better use the pump."

On this day of Thanks and Giving...

2006-11-20T11:01:00.000-05:00

Thursday is Thanksgiving. I am very excited because last year, while studying in Italy (cry me a river, I know) I missed out on this fine American tradition. My program made a nice attempt at a "traditional thanksgiving with an Italian twist." This included white sweet potatoes (no mini marshmallows) and a flaming turkey. I mean literally flaming. As in, its legs were set on fire.

Melissa, TYH! (there's your husband!) I found this picture of Pete in my albums and found it extremely appropriate.

Ok, just kidding. This guy's name is actually Roger and I found it on GoogleImage.

Anyways, back to topic. I am, of course, thankful for the usual, family , friends, health, etc. I am indeed very blessed. But, I have also compiled a short list of the smaller occurrences in life for which I am grateful. They are in no particular order (because who can decide if they are more grateful for rice crispy treats or magazine subscriptions?)

- Homemade rice crispy treats
- All forms of hot tea that are not cammomile or mint
- The One Spot at Target
- Target in general
- The resurrections of TBS and TNT that have occurred in the past 3 years (following the acquisitions of Friends reruns and Law & Order reruns respectively)
- When you go into a store and find that the sale rack is an additional percentage off
- When someone makes a very ungraceful fall and then laughs at himself or herself so that you can then laugh at them too because you can't hold it in any longer.
- Online shopping
- Getting actual mail
- Wines of all kinds (except Shiraz and Merlot)
- Fresh flowers
- When a song you've had in your head (and like) comes on the radio
- Television marathons
- Scranton, Pennsylvania and the entire DunderMifflin Family
- Popping bubble wrap
- Magazine subscriptions that are under $12
- Christmas decorations and music
- When someone (preferably a male) opens the door for you
- When there is one item of clothing left on the sale rack and it is in your size.
- pants that come in size Short.
- Christian Bale
- People's Sexiest Man Alive AND Most Beautiful People Issues
- Who Wore It Better? Fashion Faceoffs
- Those coupons that come on the bottom of CVS and Harris Teeter receipts that I always forget to use but like to know are there.
- Wearing big sweatpants and watching a movie when it is raining outside
- The fact that Papa Gene watches Fear Factor, Deal or No Deal, Dr Phil, Divorce Court, and Spanish soap operas
- hugs and smiles
- When someone laughs so hard that they snort
- Being able to laugh at yourself for your own awkwardness.
-Google
-Neutrogena Deep Clean facial cleanser
-PopCulture trivia
- Nutella
- Movie quotes and people who are good at quoting movies (except when they do it and try to cop it as their own and your like "um, yeah right Zoolander")

Expect the Unexpected

2006-11-15T23:23:00.000-05:00

I don't really know what that Title is supposed to mean in relation to my post, but I didn't have anything good.

This is a post of things that happened to me today and random thoughts I've had.

- my supervisor said "What are you wearing? I like that smell. It smells, ya know, woodsy"

ummm, thanks? Is that like "Vogue fall fashion shoot in the woods of the Hamptons" woodsy or "I just shot a deer and am wearing bright orange suspenders" woodsy?

- another girl who will not be identified. "Omg, he is on the people.com Sexiest Men list?! I find that really funny..."

I look at her computer screen.......its John Krasinski.

oh. no. she. didn't.

I said, "I don't really find it funny at all. I think he is so great. Very attractive, in fact." Then, I threw a pencil at her head...no not really. But, in my mind I did.

- It should also be noted that unidentified Jim-hata (I mean that the way the ganstas say..not like some sort of name from an ancient language) also is a loud talker. Abnormally loud talker. Hey honey, its not necessary! I can hear ya! And frankly, I don't quite like what I'm hearing.

I kid. She's nice. But do turn down the volume darling. If you said the words Divorce Court, I'd swear I was back home with my grandfather's loud TV set.

- At Starbucks, a man asked if I knew what "bad thumbs" meant. He and colleagues were writing something and apparently it is some new slang for "see ya later."

Are you ready?

2006-11-13T16:58:00.000-05:00

An approval ratings boost: Now available at Sephora.

2006-11-11T12:53:00.000-05:00

Apparently these days you can't just buy a new perfume...you have to buy a new way of viewing the world. Consider this description:

From creative fashion designers Viktor & Rolf comes Flowerbomb, an explosive bouquet with a host of sweet floral layers, mingling jasmine, rose, freesia and orchids, underlined with patchouli. A lingering fragrance, which leaves a very chic, swirling trail. Flowerbomb is more than a name, it's a way of seeing life, an antidote to the reality against which we have only one weapon: dreams.

Now that's some powerful stuff. This blog has taken a political turn in recent days, noting the ways fashion, beauty, and the electoral process are inextricably tangled. Now, in the wake of the election, we draw a line from fragrance to foreign policy. A November 2 New York Times editorial claimed that "Mr. Bush is inventing a fantasy world in which to campaign on phony issues against fake enemies." And there's that unfortunate quote from Bob Woodward's State of Denial, when Bush said of the Iraq war, "I will not withdraw, even if Laura and Barney are the only ones supporting me." Now that Rumsfeld is out of a job and the Dems are poised to take command, Bush is backpedaling on his "stay the course" rhetoric. He needs a new message. "Mission Accomplished" is a distant memory of wishful thinking, "The War on Terror" has lost its bite as a catchphrase and the press hasn't bought into "Operation Iraqi Freedom," favoring the politically neutral "Iraq war." If voters were indeed trying to replace macho politics with a Mommy vibe, Bush might gain some points by renaming the Iraq conflict. My vote is for Operation Flowerbomb. While the "bomb" part allows Bush to maintain some of his cowboy swagger, the underlines of patchouli will appeal to those neo-hippies who hope the ouster of Rumsfeld is a prelude to peace. Flowerbomb might just be the oxymoronic rhetorical device that gets the public to reinvest in Bush's fantasy. An explosive bouquet with a lingering, swirling trail, it's the antidote to the reality against which we have too few weapons and no real strategy.

Now that the election is over...

2006-11-11T00:34:00.000-05:00

you have another opportunity to make the right choice, America.

The breakup trend should continue...

2006-11-10T14:19:00.000-05:00

I wish Britney would divorce this hat.

SHOUT OUT TO PETEY!!

2006-11-06T14:29:00.000-05:00

This post is dedicated solely to the expression of how excited we are that pete comments on the blog. I mean that in all seriousness.

Evidently we got so excited by non-familial blog commenters that we forgot one of our own.

SHOUT OUT TO PETE!

HOLLAAAAA.

A PSA

2006-11-05T17:26:00.000-05:00

2 posts in one day, pretty crazy huh?

Well, after procrastinating on this very blog, I moved on to my other form of procrastination: People.com.

As I voted on whether Kate Hudson or Anouck Lepere wore the sequined Philip Lim minidress better (Kate Hudson) or Scarlett Johansson or Pamela Anderson looked best in their Stella McCartney jumpsuit (neither), I thought, hey, this is fun. I wish I could do this and have it really count for something. Its gratifying to see those bar graphs pop up and know that even though the rest of the People.com world might have thought Lisa Rinna was more beautiful in the Diane von Furstenberg dress, I believed it was Garcelle Beauvais-Nilon who looked best. I stuck to my belief and I voted for her. Part of that 33% is my doing. If only I could make this count beyond the Fashion Face-off.

OH WAIT!!!!

I CAN!!!!

TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 7, 2006. I CAN VOTE!

Now, I am not trying to liken electing political leaders to a superficial fashion feud, but I am trying to emphasize the fun that can come from both. If you don't want leggings and babydoll dresses to be the new winter fashions, then by all means, don't vote for them. But, if you don't take the time to express your disgust, and come holiday season you receive 3 pairs of leggings from your uber-trendy friends, don't complain. You had your chance. Now, while fashion is important, choices for political leaders should be more carefully considered (and examined in a less superficial manner). Therefore, start now and read up. You won't hear me (read me) say it often, but there are other informative news sources than People, InStyle, and InTouch.

Now I know my sister will be working hard at the polls on Election Day. But, in the off chance, that someone else comes along and reads this, I want to inform you of the importance of Tuesday.

The important thing is that you vote, and I will love you no matter what choice you make. But, if you are unsure of your decision and want to read some unbiased, completley objective materials, you may want to refer to the following sites:

www.democrats.org
www.one.org

Thank you for your time and HAPPY VOTING!

Shout Out to Amanda.

2006-11-05T16:01:00.000-05:00

Hi new friend Amanda. This is your shout-out. Also, for the record, I too still madly (but in a pretend "I know he's not a real person - I'm not that sketchy" kind of way) love Jim. I try to convince myself that perhaps BJ Novak is a better choice, but I think that's just me not wanting to have a TV crush on the same person everyone else does. But you are oh so right, those looks that Jim gives. SO FUNNY. (but BJ, should you read our blog - damn, how cool would that be - I still got nothing but love for ya)

So this blog post is quite random because I don't have many coherent thoughts to share.

- Speaking of The Office, rather than being productive, I just sent people phone calls from Dwight on www.theofficedvd.com for the last 30 minutes.

- Then I read spoilers for this weeks episode. When I was sent the email with spoilers (by you, my sister) I was hesitant to read it. Jim and Pam's romance has become so important to me, as has the rest of the DunderMifflin family, did I really want to take a look into the future? Well, I was strong. I did not want to do such a thing.

THEN, 30 minutes passed.

I changed my mind.

I think spoilers are not only for the television addict, but they are a true test of television addiction. You tell the punch line of a joke, not quite as funny. You read the last page of a mystery book first, not quite as suspenseful. BUT, you hint to me what is going to happen on a TV show ahead of time, I countdown the days and hours until I can watch said show. Perhaps the thing with spoilers is that part of me doesn't quite believe it. Could it be true? Is this a trick?

Basically its your classic win-win-lose situation.

You watch the episode and it isn't as the spoiler predicted: WIN! SURPRISE ENDING!

You watch the episode and it is what you intelligently hypothesized based on clues sent to you by a spoiling friend: WIN! AH! VINDICATION! YOU ARE SO SMART!

You don't read the spoiler because you don't
watch The Office: LOSE(R)!

Of course, there are several instances in which spoilers are no good. For example, a cliff hanger in 24...don't really want to know a head of time. Or, a sentimental moment like Monica's proposal to Chandler in that oh-so-classic Friends episode...didn't want to know that's how it played out.

However, under no circumstances should one EVER impose a spoiler on a fellow TV watcher. My sister concisely followed these spoiler rules with a simple (in not so many words) "hey, here's an email. It has a spoiler. Be careful, you might not want to watch. But, if you do want to watch then watch. Either way, the choice is yours. Whatever decision you make is totally fine. No pressure."

AND thanks to that spoiler, and my own Eve moment of temptation, I know whats going to happen. And I am oh so excited. My, my, I've already said too much.

- also, just becaure Pepperidge Farm Goldfish are now Whole Grain does not mean that you should eat 3 servings. Although, maybe if I wash them down with a diet soda it doesn't count...

- my foot's asleep.

Oh, that's a family name.

2006-11-05T15:57:00.000-05:00

Lindsay, when you were tiny, you received a baby doll from our grandmother, Tootsie. As you recall, you named the doll "Baby Tootsie." I was thinking about Baby Tootsie today, and I decided that if Pete and I ever have a daughter, we could name her Marianne and call her Baby Tootsie. And hope she doesn't have gravity-controlled eyes.

Related Thought: Did you ever think it was strange to name a toy "[type of toy][name of giver]"? If Dad had given the doll to you would you have named it "Baby Daddy"?

Um, yeah, can I supersize that?

2006-10-31T16:17:00.000-05:00

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/15497231/

Imagine how much it must suck to come in 2nd in competitive eating. Its not like olympic swimming or something where you think, "eh, I only got a silver medal, but at least I did something that is good for me and have sweet endorphins shooting through my body." In competitve eating, not only did you just wolf down 91 nasty Krystal burgers but you have basically nothing to show for it. Except maybe killer indigestion.

I'm a 72% match to JLO; 78% match to Molly Ringwald; 72% match to Ashlee Simpson

2006-10-24T00:15:00.000-04:00

...and then apparently I also look a little like Lance Bass.

Check out this website: you upload a picture of yourself and then it scans your face and tells you which celebrities you look like.

http://www.myheritage.com/FP/Company/tryFaceRecognition.php

What does this say about your sister and brother-in-law?

2006-10-23T20:52:00.000-04:00

I had a headache this afternoon, so I came home and took a nap. I woke up just before I heard Pete come home, so just to be stupid I pulled the sheet over my head and "hid." He walked around the apartment and even came into our room and didn't see me (the new bedding is very puffy). So he left. I figured maybe when he didn't see me he'd gone to the coffee shop (as he often does), having assumed I'd gone somewhere or gone running (ha!). And I felt sad, because it was my fault he left. I had done such a good job of hiding. But he was only gone for about ten minutes. Turns out he went outside and walked around the neighborhood looking for me. I found it rather amusing that he'd go wandering around looking for me like I was an escaped golden retriever. Did he expect to find me in a neighbor's yard or something?

Pitcher in the Rye

2006-10-20T14:28:00.000-04:00

My Superior...just now....

MS: He is trying to read all those classics. He was sitting on the beach reading, "Tales of Cities"...um, "Two Tales of Cities"...er, "Cities and..."

Me: A Tale of Two Cities?

Day in the Life

2006-10-13T18:25:00.000-04:00

Today I had to wear red sparkly shoes that pinched my toes, hoping that the gimmick of "test shoes" would somehow magically cause all of my students to pass their reading skills test. The shoes did not work such magic, and now I think I might lose a toenail. Then this afternoon I watched a nine-year-old barf on her yoga mat. She tried to surreptitiously wipe it up with a kleenex and continue with her sun salutations until I stopped her.

Fall Break Highlights*

2006-10-07T16:48:00.000-04:00

So its the first day of a 4-day weekend (aka fall break). Last year's fall break was 10 days and I went to Prague, Budapest, Vienna, and Berlin.

So far, this year, I've visited the Honda dealership.

It all started with a little matter I (and the rest of the automobile world) like to call the "check engine light." Mom's vehicle needed an oil change so we thought we'd get up early and go together. We got there at 7:30am to find that they don't actually open until 8am. Then, after we checked in we went to the waiting area. The waiting area is actually quite nice and I secretly enjoy it. In fact, I can't wait until my next inspection (free newspapers, computer hookups, CNN...what more could you need?)

However, this morning the TV was on exceptionally loud. That wasn't the problem so much as was the fact that it was on an interview show in which a "doctor" was pitching his new bowel-cleansing program.

I'm not kidding. It was very graphic.

It actually've would make an interesting psychological case study, because no one said anything or attempted to change it for a good 30 minutes or so. It was like the classic "Kitty Genovese" case when no one reported the violence/murder they saw outside their apt windows because they assumed someone else would. Except, this was an assault on our ears. We're talking in depth descriptions as to why you should clean your bowel, how colon cleansing can change your life, and, my personal favorite, the numerous references to colon cleansing in the Bible. Mom tried to hide her hysterical laughter behind a newspaper when they mentioned the consistency stool should be and the amount of mucus you should be producing. If that's not going to make a Honda customer out of someone, I don't know what is.

Then, the Honda man came in and informed us that there actually was a legitimate problem with my automobile. We kind of just stared at him and then put him on the phone with Dad. Guess what kids?! Christmas came early this year....and I got a new catalytic converter!!!

I was so excited when my car, repairs and all, was finished before mom's (haha sucker) but was then talked into staying and waiting for her's because "she needed to take mine because she had things to do." And when I say "talked into" I mean "told to."

So I listened to Jason Mraz on my MP-3 player (side note irrelevant family joke: "Is this my own I-POD?!") and watched news of a ground beef E-COLI recall on CNN....not completely unrelated to colon cleansing.

* I'm not trying to sound whiny, I do actually enjoy the eccentricities and ludacrisy of life's moments.

Papa Gene Dinner Quote of the Day: "So, I see the Panther's are bowling the Browns on Sunday!"

By the time I grab my books, and I give myself a look

2006-10-05T18:23:00.000-04:00

Conversation at work today:

My Superior: Do you ever watch that Grey's Anatomy?
Me: No, but I hear it is great; I would probably get hooked. Thats why I don't watch it.
MS: It is something, I just started watching it.
Me: What else you do watch? Do you still watch Survivor and Larry King every night?
MS: Oh yes, I still watch Larry King. I also tape The View and the first 20 minutes of Regis and Kelly. And I LOVE Dancing with the Stars, of course.
Me: Really? What stars are on there now?
MS: I love that Mario....Mario....
Me: Lopez??
MS: YES! Ooooh he is so great. Those dimples. ooh. He is so good. Really good. I want to find a pin-up of him or something.

A pin up of Slater?? really? She should try a BOP magazine circa 1992.

If I walk into work study tomorrow and there is a pin-up of AC Slater in a tank top with a mullet over my computer, I quit.

Ryan the Temp

2006-10-05T18:20:00.000-04:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ySnynIHR8H4

you only have a limited amount of time to watch it before NBC takes it down for being posted without the rights.

MMC: The Party's not over

2006-09-20T17:02:00.000-04:00

Here's a recent conversation we had about the Party:

LindsMOH: Remember when we were talking about the Party?
Mel: Of course.
Linds: Should I buy, for $4 on eBay--
Mel: Yes.
Linds: a CD of "The Party: In the Meantime, In Betweentime"?

(pause)

Mel: I already answered the question.

Remember feeling bad for the Mickey Mouse Club members that didn't get picked for The Party? It was like, so sad, because that meant they had no future in showbiz.

Speaking of people's futures after MMC, check out The Mice that Soared. I'm sorry, but One of These Things is Not Like the Others, as they say on Sesame Street.

TVAA - TeleVision Addicts Anonymous

2006-09-20T00:09:00.000-04:00

The first step is admitting it. Television addiction is no laughing matter. It becomes more than enjoying the occasional show.

Signs you suffer from television addiction:

- You spend the 26 minutes between the wash cycle and the drying process of laundry night to run back to your apartment and watch YouTube music montages of Jim and Pam.

- You can call your sister, cross reference shows using only first names, and she knows exactly what you mean as soon as you say it. Ex: "Jan is talking to Loralei!"

- More than 2 members of your immediate family, usually including a mother, are television addicts (even if they are still in denial)

- Whenever you turn on the radio, all you hear are theme songs and possible television montages.

- You don't fantasize and plan your own wedding, you think of Jim and Pam's.

- When other people quote Ghandi or Mother Theresa, you quote Carrie Bradshaw

- Movie quotes are so JV...you can quote television characters....and give the episode title.

- When you make yourself stop watching TV to study, you just go into your room and watch YouTube on your computer...which is pretty much still TV.

- You get personally offended when someone says they don't like one of your favorite shows

-You don't understand what people are talking about when they say "There's nothing on." - There's ALWAYS something on.

- You consider endurance to be watching any Celebreality marathon on VH1....and you're no quitter.

- Isn't the point of TBS and TNT running the same movie back to back so that you can watch it twice?

- There is no such thing as "just a rerun."

If you or someone you know exhibits any of these symptoms there is help. Please call 555-2462, but not during the hours of 9pm-10pm Mondays, 8pm-10pm Tuesdays, 9pm-10pm Wednesdays, 9:30pm-10pm Thursdays, or 4pm-6pm any weekday.

In fact, if you call during any prime time hours, the phone will go straight to voicemail. If you don't know when prime time hours are, then why the hell are you calling this hotline?

I'll take cracked-out hookers for $400.

2006-09-17T21:37:00.000-04:00

Me and My Gang...The Rascal Flatts Concert that Almost Was.

2006-09-16T21:16:00.000-04:00

Country music is more than sexy tractors, drunken rednecks, and cheating wives. Its about love. And this story is about unconditional love. Last evening, I fought my way through throngs of drunken cowboy hat wearing, mini skirt strutting high school females, and mullet-rocking slowtalking downhome brothers to see one of my top five favorites (Mickey Mouse Club's The Party being number 1) musical groups, Rascal Flatts. I arrived by my lonesome to the amphitheater because I was going to meet my friends there. However, due to congested pick-up truck traffic, I had to wait about an hour and a half for them to arrive. To avoid looking like a total tool I decided to call people. No one was home. When I say no one, I mean that it got the point where I actually called my parents to fill the time. Here's a sample:

me: hey mom.
mom: hi honey.
me: whatcha doing?
mom: I just got back from the store and I was talking to dad and then we are going to eat dinner.
me: and then what?
mom: I need to check my email.
me: Then what? are you going to watch tv?

Thankfully, my sister (you) later answered her phone so that we could discuss more important things, like Fall TV previews and Britney's baby.

Moral of the story is that I was beyond excited when my friends got there and we could enter the concert. I was PUMPED. On a scale of "1 to Excitement" I was pretty much an 11.

The lights go down. Lights start flashing all around. Three silhouettes appear behind a screen.

(I can't help but lean over to my friend and ask "Do you think they are going to fly out over the crowd on harnesses while singing Bye Bye Bye?")

The screams of the crowd become intense. You hear the drums. Then the fiddles are on the beat like white on rice. You can almost FEEL the tight jeans and boots in your SOUL. The music starts and my friends and I sing like we've never ever sung before.

And then...talking.

I don't mean your normal "Hey there Charlotte! How you doing??" I mean, TALKING. In the course of the first 30 minutes, we heard two songs. Now I love musicians who interact with the audience, but when you have 4 high-quality albums, your audience wants to hear them. At least I know the intoxicated, mid-driff showing, grandma beside me did.

At first it was cute. Aw, Rascal Flatts is making jokes.

But then they just kept going. If I wanted a comedy routine I would've spent that 40 bucks on a cable bill and watch Dane Cook's Tourgasm on HBO.
Yet, like a mother who thinks her kids' obnoxious antics are adorable, I laughed. I giggled through the cheap puns and attempted wit, even when people around me said otherwise.

But then there was the teasing. You DON'T start a cover of Jessie's Girl unless you plan to finish that mess! That, of course, was after exhaustingly long musical interludes, showing off the drummers and fiddle player (who were quite talented). But where did Rascal Flatts go? What's going on backstage? Did they need a break after 2 songs? Are they back there doing Sudokus? We thought that maybe all the chatter and band improv was to cover up some technical difficulties or wardrobe malfunctions. Yet, there was an feeling of rehearsal, like these jokes were practiced again and again, city after city.

They did gained back all my respect with a Hotel California cover. Luckily, that euphoric "Rascal Flatts meets the Eagles" feeling stayed with me through the next commentary portion and held me over until the finale and encore.

The second half of the show was stellar. Bless The Broken Road, What Hurts The Most, Here's To You...they sounded great. But, I couldn't help but think of that first 1.5 hours that could've been so much more.

Yet, I forgave Jim Halpert for asking out Katie. I didn't disown Reese Witherspoon for "Just Like Heaven." I will, again, shell out 40 dollars to see Rascal Flatts in concert. Because, that's just what you do with unconditional love.

A Story While U Wait

2006-09-16T18:25:00.000-04:00

So I will respond to your survey, but first I wanted to tell you about the cool new thing at McDonald's:

The snack-size fruit and walnut salad!

It has just enough fruit to satisfy, but not so much that you feel all bloated liked you want to hurl. (Sometimes I used to feel that way after consuming the regular f&w salad, but it seemed worth it.)

The discovery of the snack-size f&ws was the high point of my drive thru experience. here was the low point:

drive thru guy: anything else?
me: a large lemonade, please.
dtg: sweet or unsweet?
me: lemonade.
dtg: sweet or unsweet?
me: LEMONADE.
dtg: yes. sweet or...unsweet?
pete: just say sweet. just say sweet.
me: sweet.

"Thursday is the new Friday" and other random thoughts...

2006-09-15T00:07:00.000-04:00

We suck at updating this blog. Don't you have any good work stories, or surveys, or something?

So I've been sick this week and had two tests. Therefore, after my last test this morning, I decided to treat today like a Friday (It's actually Thursday). I went to Target to buy a cute pair of brown ballet-slipper type flats. Oh so chic, and Oh so $14.99. Then, I went to Blockbuster and rented 2 discs of Sex and the City. Normally I would only rent one, but hey, its Friday. I figured it would last us all weekend...my roommate and I watched FOUR hours of SATC. It was the perfect beginning to a weekend...until I remembered that I have an assignment due at 8:30am tomorrow. So now I blog instead.

I was reminded of that one Office episode when Jim convinces Dwight that it is Friday all day. Phenomenal. That Jim, he's really something.

Ok, I've decided what to blog about. I am making you a questionnaire and you must answer it:

1. If you could make 1 person believe 1 fictitious thing for a whole day, who and what would it be?

2. If you had the power to "put words in someone else's mouth" what would you have someone say and who would you have say it?

3. Following the example set by the studio of Lindsay Lohan's movie, if you could write a letter to one celebrity and tell them not to do one thing that really gets on your nerves, what would it be?

4. If you could invite 5 people (living or not) to go ice skating with you, who would you invite and why? (Keep in mind, that it would probably be hard to ice skate if you aren't living)

5. What two reality stars do you want to see get together? (they can be from different shows)

6. If you could re-write the end to one Disney movie, which one would it be and what would you have happen?

Ok, I should go do homework.

Jossica? Johnica?Jessohn? What will they call them?

2006-09-02T01:20:00.000-04:00

Re: Jessica and John Mayer: I, for one, am shocked! I was introduced to this news in Harris Teeter today when she was on the cover of both US Weekly and People Magazine with some heading about love. All those rumors had been flying about she and Dane Cook so I just assumed...

Well, you know what they say about assuming...it makes an ASS of U and MING...no wait, that can't be right...

Tangent: After seeing the news of Jessica, I had to take a time out in the greeting card aisle, because it was just too much to take in. Did you know that the Harris Teeter I was in had a whole greeting card section entitled, "You're more than a Pastor" ?? I was surprised to see one stack of cards with that heading, but then I looked and there were about 8!
Welcome to the Bible belt I suppose.

Didn't Joe Simpson used to be a pastor?

Papa Joe, You are more than a Pastor. You are a manager, producer...

John Mayer's (re)Public(an) Affair

2006-09-01T16:44:00.000-04:00

He and Jessica Simpson? What?

Since his new song is all liberal-y and she's a Bush fan, I've decided they're the Mary Matalin and James Carville of the pop music world. Except at least one of them has a brain stuffed with bubble wrap.

It's kind of a stretch. But that was my random thought on the drive home.

Speaking of back to school clothes...

2006-08-24T15:50:00.000-04:00

So, the New York times ran an article on how 3rd graders in Manhattan are buying extremely expensive and trend designer clothing. And by this picture was the caption,

"Ondine Flynn, 8, in clothes that wouldn’t look out of place on an adult. "

Um, I'm sorry, what adult is wearing that?

Photo Courtesy of Hiroko Masuike for The New York Times

Don't you hate it when....

2006-08-24T15:34:00.000-04:00

...Mariah Carey steals your "first day of school" outfit. Good thing I had a back-up.

I bought some back-to-school shoes.

2006-08-20T22:29:00.000-04:00

I can wear a size 4.5 in girls' shoes. Who knew?

Shopaholic Goes to Michaels...

2006-08-11T23:50:00.000-04:00

I like to consider myself a good shopper. I shop sale racks like a pro and I utilize the wonderment that is TARGET...like its my job. However, when I walk into Michael's its like something comes over me. Maybe its the color red. Target is red, Michael's is red, Swedish Fish are red. mmmm, I do see a pattern.

So today on my trip to Michael's I was stopping by after work to buy a pack of scrapbook paper and MAYBE a strand of pretty jewelry beads I eyed last time. THEN I saw the sign for the frame sale. I thought I would splurge on a frame or two for pictures from your (my sister...because now that we have blog friends I feel I should clarify. yay friends.) wedding and Italy. I thought that to be practical. Now, keeping that in mind, here are the items that I had purchased when I left the store:

- 3 black picture frames
- 2 black frame mattings
- 1 unfinished wooden nightstand
- 1 bottle decoupage glue and finish
- 1 white wooden L to hang on the wall
- 2 decorative storage boxes
- 1 paint brush

um yeah, apparently the minute I walk into Michael's I suddenly feel as those I can single-handedly conquer the crafting world. I'm lucky they didn't have those red Michaels' aprons on sale because I probably would've bought that too.

Also, I just spent my Friday night watching 3.5 hours of TLC with a Law & Order sandwiched in the middle. I'm lame.

PSA: Microwaves

2006-08-09T22:10:00.000-04:00

If you heat up fake sausages on a paper towel in the microwave then forget about them so they sit in the microwave for a long time and get kinda dry, then you try to reheat the dry sausages stuck to the paper towel, you might get a teeny fire in the microwave that makes thick clouds of grey smoke billow out when you open the microwave door.

Did i tell you about the time....

2006-08-06T13:09:00.000-04:00

when I went out to dinner at Baoding with my parents and my soon-to-be in-laws? And when they brought out the fortune cookies, my mom said, "When we went to a chinese restaurant with my book club, someone told us about this game you play where after you read your fortune you say, 'in bed.'" And we all just looked at her like, No you did not say that. And I wanted to crawl under the table.

I don't know why I was just thinking about that. Maybe because it was so traumatic.

Mixed Drinks and Drugs in the Arm

2006-08-04T17:19:00.000-04:00

I lightheartedly recap my abdominal CT scan this morning so that others may understand such a procedure, should they ever need.

Any sarcastic or smart-ass comments are meant in no way to belittle the wonderful people at the hospital or imaging center.

SO, this morning I arrived at the hospital with mom at 8am. My actual scan wasn't scheduled until 930, but you have to get there early so you can drink the stuff....alas, I am ahead of myself. I get there and fill out some paperwork. It was a beautiful office with plasma screens with aquarium images and relatively recent US Weekly magazines which I find to be a rare find at a medical facility. I found this small effort very refreshing and comforting. Yesterday, at the doctor's office, I was forced to read Ladies Home Journal from October 2004 (which was probably the last time anyone ever read that publication).
While in the waiting area, my mom said to me, "Now sweetie, I might leave while you are actually in there having the scan done so if you get done and I'm not back I want you to wait right here. got it?" Where the hell am I going to go? Wander across the street to the hospital cafeteria and score some JELLO treats?
After they paged me on our remote control pager thing, they lead us to a private "prep" room where they informed me I had 1 hour to drink 2 large cups of drink laced with "color contrast" so my stomach would show properly on the image. MMMM, nothing like a mixed drink on a Friday morning while you watch some Regis & Kelly. It adds to the experience to have your mother encouraging you with "drink, drink, drink...."...like I'm pledging Kappa Kappa CT SCAN. I chose to have my Barium (or Iodine or something) mixed with apple juice. I don't really like apple juice. Mom suggested I should've asked for the grape juice but I wasn't in the mood to drink 24 oz of radioactive communion wine.
Once I finished my cocktails I was lead to the CT room. The actual scan only take about 5 minutes. They kindly explain everything to you. The ceiling over the machine and table where you lie has faux skylights. It is stained glass with clear blue skies and dogwood tree branches. Although it is beautiful, do not be fooled. You are not outside. The only part of the process worth elaborating on is the contrast they inject in your arm via IV. The nurse said, "Now the contrast will make you feel warm all over. It will start in your ears, then your throat, then all the way down your body. You will feel like you are peeing yourself. But you aren't." er, what? Then, oh my goodness, she wasn't kidding. I know she just said that I would feel this way, but I think I am actually peeing myself. damn apple juice. I just peed all over a multi-million dollar machine under a skylight of fake blossoming trees. How will I tell her? Then, for added embarrassment, she says "Do you feel all warm?" Um, yes. "Do you feel like you are wetting the table?" You have no idea. I continue to ponder how I will tell her that I ACTUALLY peed Apple Iodine (the newest flavor from OceanSpray).As I move through the giant camera I am instructed to hold my breath. As we finish I come to the conclusion that I will volunteer to clean up and buy new sheets. Then, its over. I'm done. More importantly, the table is dry. Wow, that stuff is great.

Season 2 will be released on September 12

2006-08-01T16:24:00.000-04:00

Eleanor Holmes Norton for President.

2006-07-31T13:00:00.000-04:00

Testing Testing 1,2,3.

2006-07-27T22:12:00.000-04:00

I am supposed to be taking a practice GRE online, but instead I decided to review a previous blog about the Myers Briggs Personality Test.

I just took it and I am an INFP.

According to the website:

Doug Funny + Me = 2 peas in a pod. An introverted perceiving pod at that.

Famous INFPs:

HomerVirgil
Mary, mother of Jesus
St. John, the beloved disciple
St. Luke; physician, disciple,
William Shakespeare, bard of Avon
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (Evangeline)
A. A. Milne (Winnie the Pooh)
Laura Ingalls Wilder (Little House on the Prairie)
Helen Keller, deaf and blind author
Carl Rogers, reflective psychologist, counselor
Fred Rogers (Mister Rogers' Neighborhood)
Dick Clark (American Bandstand)
Donna Reed, actor (It's a Wonderful Life)
Jacqueline Kennedy Onasis
Neil Diamond, vocalist
Tom Brokaw, news anchor
James Herriot (All Creatures Great and Small)
Annie Dillard (Pilgrim at Tinker Creek)
James Taylor, vocalist
Julia Roberts, actor (Conspiracy Theory, Pretty Woman)
Scott Bakula (Quantum Leap)
Terri Gross (PBS's "Fresh Air")
Amy Tan (author of The Joy-Luck Club, The Kitchen God's Wife)
John F. Kennedy, Jr.
Lisa Kudrow ("Phoebe" of Friends)
Fred Savage ("The Wonder Years")

Fictional INFPs:

Anne (Anne of Green Gables)
Calvin (Calvin and Hobbes)
Deanna Troi (Star Trek - The Next Generation)
Wesley Crusher (Star Trek - The Next Generation)
Doctor Julian Bashir (Star Trek: Deep Space 9)
Bastian (The Neverending Story)
E.T.: the ExtraTerrestrial
Doug Funny, Doug cartoons
Tommy, Rug Rats cartoons
Rocko, Rocko's Modern Life cartoons

Well, she has had experience...

2006-07-27T21:46:00.000-04:00

Hi SAMantic.

2006-07-27T19:37:00.000-04:00

Samantic viewed our blog and was kind enough to write a comment. Hi SAMANTIC!

ok, so here are some random thoughts for today.

1. Did you know that on the Costco website (dad's favorite and only store) that there is a subheading for "funeral?" AND you can order caskets for standard shipping OR overnight. So for all those people who say that once you hit a certain age you must "plan ahead," there's really no need. Costco can have you ready by the next business day.

2. My sister drives to the recylcing bin. Fill a landfill or pollute the air? your classic catch-22...

3. Project Runway is one of my new favorite shows. Every one should watch it. The only problem is that it coincides with The Hills. Luckily, MTV reruns The Hills several times over...but if you are like me, you like to watch each and every one of those reruns.

4. Related to The Hills, do Jason and Lauren ever talk to eachother or is it just quiet car rides all the time?

5. Dad just said, "Do you know a singer named LeAnne Raine, Rines... She may be coming for a CMN event in November. Is she well known?"
Remember that time after we went to see X-Men 3 when daddy said during the credits, "Oh that was Halle Berry." How are we his offspring?

6. Mom said we would eat when I got home from Zumba at 6:45. Its now 7:55. No food in sight. I could really use some Freedent.

7. Booty Booty Booty Booty rockin' everywhere.

big surprise.

2006-07-26T17:26:00.000-04:00

I can't imagine that La Lo's lifestyle choices had ANYTHING to do with this latest hospital stint.

(Note to Ken-bashers: That was sarcasm.)

Is it just me, or is Lance doing Blue Steel?

2006-07-26T11:50:00.000-04:00

I kind of love Ken Jennings.

2006-07-25T23:36:00.000-04:00

(Not like in the way I love Pete. Like in the way I love Will Shortz.)

Ken has always been misunderstood, but lately he's been taking some extra heat for his letter to Jeopardy!, which was quite obviously sarcastic but not interpreted as such. The fact that he's so misunderstood is part of his allure. That and his millions in cash winnings.

I guess I should say I love Ken like an uncle, really. He kind of is our uncle, since PG told us he'd "kind of adopted him."

Ken, if you're out there, know this: The media might not always be kind to you, but to our 93 year old grandfather, you're a hero.

While eating our quinoa....(its a grain)...

2006-07-25T21:37:00.000-04:00

Since I am sure you miss family dinners, here are some highlights from tonight:

PG: lindsay, spell squirrel.
Me: S-Q-U-I-R-R-E-L
PG: hey hey! you got it. you will finish your last year of college now.
Me: thanks, ask me another.
PG: spell pneumonia.
Me: P-N-E-U-M-O-N-I-A
PG: wooooow. you really got something.
Dad: now she's ready if she meets a squirrel with pneumonia.
Mom: yeah! now she's ready if she meets a squirrel with pneumonia.
Dad: (under his breath to me so he doesn't get in trouble) Is there an echo at the table?
Mom: Can you spell it? SURE I can! I-T! haha
Me: That's not how you tell a joke.
Mom: oh yeah, then why are you laughing?
Me: Because that was stupid.

............

PG: you know I've always had trouble with the word postassium. for years and years I would try to think of it and try all kinds of tricks but then when it came to spelling it, I could never do it! It wasn't the spelling part of the word, I just could never think of the word itself. It always escaped me. I would try to remember it, you know, it terms of potass, but then it never came to mind. Guess that also has to do with getting old. There was a fella in the obituary today who was 94.
Mom: Pot-Ass?

Vote for your favorite episode of The Office

2006-07-25T17:19:00.000-04:00

Vote now for your favorite episode of The Office and be entered to win tickets to Sundance.

I kind of want to vote for all of them.

Why?

2006-07-25T17:08:00.000-04:00

You're actually a GOOD ACTRESS! Just...STOP!!

Ten bucks says she was Fully Loaded.

Cheetara? Cheet-are-not-a.

2006-07-22T00:53:00.000-04:00

Deepest apologies, I have been a blogging failure. The thing is, I have been trying really hard to make an income...which apparently is problematic if you don't stop spending money. But alas, that is no excuse. I have tried to catch up with comments for the stellar posts you made. Also, I blame my lack of participation on the fact that I have not eaten sugar in 4 days and am highly pissy and volatile...not good qualities for a blog based on love and 4ever friendship.

Oh my goodness, something is moving behind the window blinds right here by the computer. I think it is a roach....I'm hoping it is a small rodent of some form so that I can feel more justified when I start screaming momentarily.

Shoooooot, all the Freedent is gone.

Tonight's Revelation.

I don't like Moe's restaurant. The food is decent but I find the dinign experience stressful. It makes me feel uncomfortable and anxious. I can't order fast enough and I don't really understand the routine. Plus, I start to blush when I try to order an simple vegetarian tortilla that is called "Ugly Naked Guy." Actually, it goes more like this:

- WELCOME TO MOOOOOES! what can I get you? ma'am? young lady, what'll it be.
- uuuh, oh, um, uh, ugly naked guy...please...sir.
- hard or soft shell.
- ah, um, what? i can't hear you. i'm sorry, what?
- hard or soft?
- oh um uh shoot, um, ok , i guess, Ugly Naked Guy with a hard tortilla.
- sure thing.
- ok thanks. um, do I just keep walking this way now?

Then, they make you stand there and tell them what you want on your burrito anyways, so why give the meals silly names if it really doesn't mean much of anything? I don't like things that are gimicky just so they could be gimicky. Don't stand behind the glass sound-absorbing partition with my Ugly Naked Guy and then look at me like I have to try to remember what is supposed to go on it. that's your job. and don't yell at me. even if you think it is cheerful, yelling is yelling.

i need a cookie.

Save the Date!

2006-07-21T16:01:00.000-04:00

August 20, 2006 promises to be an important day for medical research. While there's still debate as to whether cell phones cause cancer, on August 20 we may finally learn if you can catch an STD through your TV.

Our Little Corner of the World Series

2006-07-16T23:46:00.000-04:00

Let's do our own World Series of Pop Culture. Any registered blogger can answer the questions; the only rule is that you are honor-bound to not use internet resources to answer questions. That makes it too easy. For example, if I were to say, "Name two films other than the Home Alone movies that Macaulay Culkin filmed during the 1990s," you could not run to imdb.com or do a google search.

Not that you'd need to. That's an easy one.

Crickets chirp, dustball rolls by

2006-07-16T23:45:00.000-04:00

I've noticed something about the "blogosphere." Sometimes one person posts a lot of stuff, then another person doesn't comment or post anything.

What's your Myers-Briggs type?

2006-07-14T13:24:00.000-04:00

I'm sure you already know it, but if you don't, here's the test

See if you can guess mine

Boatloads of crap at rock-bottom prices!

2006-07-14T13:07:00.000-04:00

PSA: Everything is 75% off at the Target One Spot.

I'll let you do the math.

Today's the big day!

2006-07-13T17:22:00.000-04:00

The first new webisode debuts on The Office Web site.

The second new webisode is on there, too.

I've GOT IT

2006-07-13T08:36:00.000-04:00

Inspired by a picture in Helen's facebook album, I think our team name should be "Too Tulle for School" and THEN you can wear your veil!

FYI, I think you are now an administrator on this here blog. With great power comes great responsibility.

Random thoughts

2006-07-12T22:29:00.000-04:00

I just ate another piece of that Freedent denture gum from mom's desk drawer. That junk is nasty, but I can't not chew it. It's like "no stick" crack or something.
I think the reason it doesn't stick to your dentures is because it is so tough to chew that it doesn't have time to adhere. Or else, the pain of your jaw draws your attention away from the fact that it is raising your teeth up off your gums.

I think we need to brainstorm names for our World Series of Pop Culture team. Can it have the word sensei? Also, who is going to be our third player. Your husband has blatant disregard for the game so I don't think he can play. We need someone who knows stuff outside of the WB and reality television. Like legitimate classic music. And by classic music, I mean stuff other people consider classic, not 98 Degrees and Rising.

I finally saw A Cinderella Story. Actually I saw it 3 times, on TiVo at the house I was housesitting. It was unsurprisingly not good each and every time, and yet, I couldn't turn my eyes away. I understand now why you saw it multiple times.
The only time I switched the channel was when First Daughter was on. Not to be confused with Chasing Liberty which is essentially the same movie minus the scientology.

Although, I do have one concern. I always thought it was weird when Chad Michael Murray wore wrist sweatbands on One Tree Hill when he wasn't working out. But then I thought, he does play basketball on the show, maybe he just forgot to take them off. But, then I noticed he wears them in A Cinderella Story as well. I am concerned that he has some sort of problem...like over active pituitary glands. Is it really a fashion statement? Should Pete start wearing sweatbands too. Perhaps Pete could beat CMM to the chase and wear the matching sweatband across his forehead as well.

I can't decide what I like better about the World Series of Pop Culture...

2006-07-12T15:42:00.000-04:00

The actual contest or the fact that they keep running that promo for Celebrity Fit Club.

"Don't you know who I am? I'm Tina Yothers!"*

and then at the end...

aaaaaaaaaahhhhhnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh

(that's my interpretation of the noise that one lady makes)

*I think I find this particularly entertaining because I used to wish I was Tina Yothers to the point where I kind of believed it.

You're BAAAAACK

2006-07-06T09:49:00.000-04:00

I am talking on the phone with you.

donde esta mi hermana? con carino, la hermanita.

2006-07-05T19:01:00.000-04:00

Sister!
Are you back from Spain yet? I have to use the blog because I have two very important realizations that I just had to share:

1. The home I was house-sitting had a cartoon dvd entitled "Pete's A Pizza."

2. It is both astonishing and yet horrifying the amount of people in our neighborhood with American flag t-shirts and some form of acid washed jeans/cut-offs/skirts, etc. I was unaware of that being the 4th of July uniform.

Also, I wish we could have another wedding; those are so fun.

We miss you.

The Do Not Play List

2006-06-11T22:45:00.000-04:00

I emailed the following to the DJ about the Do Not Play list at the reception...can you think of any other Do Nots or any Musts?

Please add the following songs to the “Do Not Play List”
• Light Your A** On Fire (and anything with “A**” in the song title )
• Pony, What’s Your Fantasy, Doin’ It…basically any overly suggestive hip-hop that might make my mother faint
• You Sexy Thing
• Brick House
• Any KC & the Sunshine Band if it can be avoided
• Ladies’ Night
• I Touch Myself

Warning

2006-06-07T21:28:00.000-04:00

Don't think that you are coordinated enough to drink tea out of one side of your mouth when the other is numb from novacaine, because you might spill it all down your face and shirt in the middle of Starbucks.

Oprah Winfrey, Wedding Crasher - Jun 06, 2006 - E! Online News

2006-06-06T22:28:00.000-04:00

Oprah Winfrey, Wedding Crasher - Jun 06, 2006 - E! Online News

A Tale of Two Eyebrows.

2006-06-01T19:32:00.000-04:00

Reasons today was a good day:
- super super sale at Anthropologie
- got to leave work early
- no traffic on the way home
- all the machines I wanted were free at the Y
- Office Marathon

A Tale of a Girl and Her Eyebrows....
So today I went to get my eyebrows waxed (at the urging of my mother...who I hope will foot the bill) and I had the craziest aesthetician (spelling?). Here were some of our conversation....(in parentheses is what I wanted to say)

Her: Wow, what are you going to do when your sister's wedding is over?
Me: I don't know. I wonder what my mom will do, she's been working on it forever
H: She'll start planning your wedding!
M: guess I have to find myself a boyfriend.
H: you don't have a boyfriend? but you're so cute! hmmm, what about church? any men at your church?
M: um, maybe. I don't...uuhh...
H: you know, I don't know how I feel about that match.com. but for some people...but I just think, I mean, he cut you up and leave you somewhere. but you never know...
M: oh um, uh-huh....
(who said anything about online dating? AND since when did being single at 21 make you so desperate....)

H: I've been soooo busy. Its been crazy. Yesterday I had to do 8 Brazilians...I mean I don't mind, but weird huh?
M: yeah, weird. Guess a lot of people are going to the beach or something. (we're still talking about waxing right?!)

And Survey Answered.

2006-05-31T21:50:00.000-04:00

1. What is your name? MELISSA

2. What rhymes with your name? that's a stupid question

3. What kind of favorite foods do you like? I have a pretty eclectic palate--I like ALL of my favorite foods!

4. Savages: Fred or Ben? Fred, natch. He paved the way.

5. Duffs: Haylie or Hilary? Haylie. She's older, so we have that in common.

6. Dirty Dancings: Classic or Havana Nights? Since I've never seen Havana Nights, I'll have to go with Classic. But even if I had seen HN, I'd have to go Classic, since I do have rocks from the path by where Baby did her dance down the stairs outside.

7. If you were trapped on a desert isle (not island) and could only bring ONE season of one show on DVD, which would you pick......and why?

Definitely not LOST. I kind of want to pick The Office, too, but those are half hours, so I should get more viewing time with an hour-long show. Although I would probably get more out of the same episode of The Office back-to-back than I would out of an hour of another show.

8. Do you like to do hair?

YOU KNOW IT

9. What is your favorite holiday and why?

Christmas Day because candy.

10. What is your favorite episode of Gilmore Girls and why?

"We've Got Magic to Do!" from season...6? Where Sookie and Lorelai go to the recital at Miss Patty's and Kirk does a mime performance called "The Journey of Man," and Sookie and Lorelai complain about the kids coming out into the audience to sprinkle glitter and crap like that, because I hate that, too.

Survey Answered.

2006-05-31T20:20:00.000-04:00

1. What is your name?

Lindsay

2. What rhymes with your name?

Strizzalizzzzday

3. What kind of favorite foods do you like?

Mmmmm I like all kinds of favorite foods. Favorite desserts are my favorite.

I also like: green tea, grilled cheese with a side of pesto, Vanilla Almond Special K, sweet potatoes, and grilled tuna.

4. Savages: Fred or Ben?

I am slightly biased because my only exposure to Fred was infrequent Nick at Nite viewings of The Wonder Years. Therefore I am going to have to go with a Ben. Although, if I could, I would pick Mr Finney.

5. Duffs: Haylie or Hilary?

Hilary

6. Dirty Dancings: Classic or Havana Nights?

Definitely Classic, for sure. But, in Havana Nights' defense, it gets better each time you watch it and it does have "Hips Don't Lie" which may win over Patrick Swayze's own "She's Like the Wind."

7. If you were trapped on a desert isle (not island) and could only bring ONE season of one show
on DVD, which would you pick......and why?

Season 2 of The Office, because season 1 only has 6 episodes. Plus, the show would keep me laughing but would not make me miss things as much as other shows would. For example, I wouldn't miss having to go to work or doing paper work.

8. Do you like to do hair?

yes. for sure.

9. What is your favorite holiday and why?

My favorite is Christmas Day. However, I also like the 4th of July because there is no pressure associated with it. You don't have to buy anyone presents or go to any religious services, but if you want to celebrate you can.

10. What is your favorite episode of Gilmore Girls and why?
I like the one when Rory first starts going out with Dean. Lorelai goes into the grocery store and invites him to come to movie night. There are actually a lot that are my favorite but that is the only one I can think. I also like any where there are attractive males who go on to further teen drama fame - such as Chad Michael Murray and Adam Brody.

Now you have to answer

Survey!

2006-05-31T16:38:00.000-04:00

Remember when we said, "Let's do our own survey!"? Here it is. Copy and paste in a new post with your responses!!

1. What is your name?

2. What rhymes with your name?

3. What kind of favorite foods do you like?

4. Savages: Fred or Ben?

5. Duffs: Haylie or Hilary?

6. Dirty Dancings: Classic or Havana Nights?

7. If you were trapped on a desert isle (not island) and could only bring ONE season of one show on DVD, which would you pick......and why?

8. Do you like to do hair?

9. What is your favorite holiday and why?

10. What is your favorite episode of Gilmore Girls and why?

2006-05-30T22:05:00.000-04:00

Today at work this guy was leaving his email address for me and he said,

"thats T as in Talk and N as in Linker."

um gee, thanks Mr Linker. Mine is H as in hey and Dumb as in ass.

other than that, work was good. I'm on call tomorrow, but I think I am going to join the Y and sign up for Zumba.

Y? Because we like you...

2006-05-30T21:57:00.000-04:00

Yes, (I mean that as in agreement not as in a salutation to your imaginary friend) it is true. I did have imaginary friends. In fact, they were not only friends, they were more like family. I am guilty of having a whole litter of imaginary sisters. My favorites were Stacy and Chase. I can not remember how many I actually had, because that number frequently changed. I was kind of like the foster house of imaginary siblings, all of which were named after characters on either The Mickey Mouse Club or Kids Incorporated. Stacy and Chase were always around though. Man, Stacy must be graduating high school right about now. Time sure does fly by...

While we're on the subject, I also had "a good mommy and daddy." As in, "Oh yeah, you say I can't stay up past 8? Well, I'm going to ask 'my good mommy and daddy'!!!" In my head I think I thought my parents would fear that perhaps I actually did have another secret set of parents and would then open for negotiations. It never really worked though. At least when I got sent to my room and/or time-out I had all those pesky little sisters to occupy my time.

2006-05-30T19:17:00.000-04:00

Did I tell you that my kids told Mr. McGinn (the volunteer science teacher) that the chemical formula for water is Fruit2O?

What's your friend's name? Yes. No, what's her NAME?? YES.

2006-05-30T18:35:00.000-04:00

Another thing my sister and I have in common is that when we were young, we both had imaginary friends. I had only one imaginary friend, because I also had some friends in real life. My imaginary friend's name was Yes. I will post a picture of her later. And you will not be able to tell if the picture is 100% accurate or not because you have never seen Yes. So for all you know it could just be an artistic rendering or it could be an actual photograph. I'll never tell.

Now Lindsay will post about her imaginary comrades.

You may be asking why...

2006-05-30T00:17:00.000-04:00

Why has such a blog been created?

Its simple, I am one half of a sisterly unit.

I have noticed that my sister and I are both guilty of having random thoughts, sometimes obssessively analyzing them, and then telling them in anecdotal form. Perhaps the more appropriate title to this blog may be "Random Thoughts Btwn 2 Sisters That Other People Can Possbily Read Too If They Are Interested Enough to Locate the Web Address and Check It" blog.

To make things less complicated, Melissa came up with "Sisters 4Ever Friends" Blog.

I think it is funny to repeat words (Like McAlister's Chicken Salad Salad) so I made it the "Sisters 4Ever Friends Blog" blog. Blog blog. See? Funny right? Maybe you need to say it out loud.

So, my sister, our inaugural post. What should I write you about? There is pressure to make it good because chances are decent that this blog will go up in smoke once we lose interest and move on to something else. In honor of this newly created cyberspace memoir, I will explicate the reasons why we are good Sisters 4Ever Friends.

1. Pop Culture

(this is more a reiteration of the conversation we had earlier this evening)

On a scale of "1 to Important," pop culture is definitely an 11. I think we could pay both our student loans back with the amount of money that has been spent on pop culture materials. In fact, we could probably buy our own academic building. And, on a side note, if we were to purchase our own edifice, I think we should name it Brangelina.

If it weren't for my sister, I would not have learned earlier this evening that Haylie Duff wrote the theme song to MTV's "Super Sweet Sixteen" and Hilary Duff performed it. That Haylie is quite the triple threat if you ask me. Writing songs?? Its freakin' phenomenal is what it is. Now there are two sisters who understand team work.

I imagine the writing process going like this:

LM (Lizzie McGuire aka Hilary): (singing) nunnh, nun, nunnnh.....
HOS (Hilary's older sister): yeah, that sounds soo good, but shoooot I can't figure out what should come next
LM: what about, nunnh nunnn nuhhhnn my 16th birthday...
HOS: hmm close, but still not quite right. I GOT IT! nunnnh nuunn nunnn nuunn Sweet Sixteen!
LM: its GENIUS Hay!
HOS: Thanks Lizz....I mean, Hil.

Also, yesterday it was sisterly advice that opened my eyes to the fact that perhaps I wasn't in love with Jim Halpert on The Office, but rather Ryan the Temp. BECAUSE Jim might not be funny in real life, but Ryan is actually a writer for the show and VERY funny in real life. Without my sister, I may be planning a pretend marriage to the wrong person.

AND to tie this whole thing together....Ryan the Temp is ACTUALLY BJ Novak who used to be on Punk'd and played Hilary Duff's driving instructor. (aren't the connections eeeeeery?!)

AND if you don't believe me about the whole Ryan the Temp being funny thing. He said these:

- The new Bubba Sparxxx hit (as well as the accompanying photo-submission web contest) is entitled "Ms. New Booty."I'm glad the song isn't titled "Miss New Booty."That would be sexist!

-I'm excited to see King Kong.I like Jack Black a lot, and Naomi Watts is great, and Adrien Brody is a fine actor too. But mostly, I'm excited because I noticed from the previews that King Kong is in it. I would see King Kong in anything!

- There is a well-known superstition among many cultures that when a camera takes a picture of you, it steals a piece of your soul!That is ridiculous. Think about it! If it were true, then frequently-photographed people such as Paris Hilton, George W. Bush, Jessica Simpson, etc. would have practically no --OH. MY. GOD.

FUNNY RIGHT?!

in conclusion...BJ Novak mentioned Jessica Simpson. We met Jessica Simpson. We are sisters. Jessica has a sister. Hilary Duff rocks. She has a sister. Her sister writes songs. Our dad writes books. The coincidences are uncanny.

call me crazy, but I think perhaps all these pop culture connections are relevant to an original point I made about us "having random thoughts and obssessively analyzing them."

Other than pop culture, I am not sure many other topics need to be addressed.
2. We share parents.
3. We once had matching door hangings that said "Chance Made Us Sisters, Hearts Made Us Friends."

yep, that about covers it.

Inaugural post? done and done.

Sisters 4Ever Friends Blog

Now where's all that bubble wrap?!

Get your own figgy puddin'

damn toshiba...

Next week on Ugly Betty...

Well, this is a lucky break...

I learned how to create links.

Time Flies When You're Having Fun

Your senior year is almost halfway through...

More on the JK-RJ rumors brought to our attention by this girl who was Lindsay's friend--until she told us about the rumors

It's the end of the world as we know it...

WATCH OUT BRITNEY...

I give thanks for the fat Irish woman who steals hams.

The day I almost got arrested...

On this day of Thanks and Giving...

Expect the Unexpected

Are you ready?

An approval ratings boost: Now available at Sephora.

Now that the election is over...

The breakup trend should continue...

SHOUT OUT TO PETEY!!

A PSA

Shout Out to Amanda.

Oh, that's a family name.

Um, yeah, can I supersize that?

I'm a 72% match to JLO; 78% match to Molly Ringwald; 72% match to Ashlee Simpson

What does this say about your sister and brother-in-law?

Pitcher in the Rye

Day in the Life

Fall Break Highlights*

By the time I grab my books, and I give myself a look

Ryan the Temp

MMC: The Party's not over

TVAA - TeleVision Addicts Anonymous

I'll take cracked-out hookers for $400.

Me and My Gang...The Rascal Flatts Concert that Almost Was.

A Story While U Wait

"Thursday is the new Friday" and other random thoughts...

Jossica? Johnica?Jessohn? What will they call them?

John Mayer's (re)Public(an) Affair

Speaking of back to school clothes...

Don't you hate it when....

I bought some back-to-school shoes.

Shopaholic Goes to Michaels...

PSA: Microwaves

Did i tell you about the time....

Mixed Drinks and Drugs in the Arm

Season 2 will be released on September 12

Eleanor Holmes Norton for President.

Testing Testing 1,2,3.

Well, she has had experience...

Hi SAMantic.

big surprise.

Is it just me, or is Lance doing Blue Steel?

I kind of love Ken Jennings.

While eating our quinoa....(its a grain)...

Vote for your favorite episode of The Office

Why?

Cheetara? Cheet-are-not-a.

Save the Date!

Our Little Corner of the World Series

*Crickets chirp, dustball rolls by*

What's your Myers-Briggs type?

Boatloads of crap at rock-bottom prices!

Today's the big day!

I've GOT IT

Random thoughts

I can't decide what I like better about the World Series of Pop Culture...

You're BAAAAACK

donde esta mi hermana? con carino, la hermanita.

The Do Not Play List

Warning

Oprah Winfrey, Wedding Crasher - Jun 06, 2006 - E! Online News

A Tale of Two Eyebrows.

And Survey Answered.

Survey Answered.

Survey!

Y? Because we like you...

What's your friend's name? Yes. No, what's her NAME?? YES.

You may be asking why...

Crickets chirp, dustball rolls by