They have a section called "eye candy" and from what I gather (I only have one issue to reference) its the monthly Video Vixen spread. This month we have 21 year old Piarry. She tells us the benefits of being a main model vs just the regular extras (they essentially get treated like crap, don't get hair and makeup, and don't get to party with the artists). She is a profoundly deep woman.
My favorite thought of Miss Piarry, (in reply to maintaining her current four year relationship) "I think I could do it, but I've been fooled before."
I've been fooled before.
I realize there were things I thought I could do but it turns out, I've been fooled before. Thank you Miss Piarry for helping me see how thing went wrong before. Now if she and 50 could come together, they would be unstoppable.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
You Know It's A Good Year...
"...We got Dipset furs on, over $1.8 million in jewelry. Our swagger and paper is so amazing that the multi is gonna be some other sh*t..."
"But the f***ing movement is so in the streets that it makes people like us even more. We make more money selling hundred of thousand than [someone] selling 3, 4 million..."
So says Cam'ron, a New York rapper who was recently interviewed in "XXL" magazine.
So yes I do believe Cam'ron is having a good year, I mean other than being shot in a fake car jacking for his 2006 Lamborghini, and not selling millions of cds through the store (where I'm guessing the profit is quite slim with all those middle men) but instead have a strong street movement with a more direct marketing approach, he gets to wear his new line of Dipset Furs and wear all the bling he can carry. A good year indeed.
But really I must say that I'm coming to admire the work ethic of some rappers. I mean 50 Cent, now I didn't see his movie but from the ads I could tell he really came a long way to make a name for himself.
(I did little bit of research) He was raised by his grandparents, shot (for the first of what turns out to be many many times) when he was eight. I mean he's accomplished some lofty goals in his 30 years. He's had more obstacles than I could ever imagine. I mean shoot me once and I'm down, maybe I'll try for a comeback. But shoot me nine times, I'm sure to give up. He worked so hard on his rapping that DJs released his cds because he didn't have a label. At 30 he's made it on to the billboard charts, has movie about his life, and is feared by the rapping community. The man is tough! Me now I'm not 30, yet, but we all know its coming, I have blog with like ten readers, I have a "career" and I use that term lightly, which I recently found out that I'm progressing quite slowly through the ranks, and I live in a studio apartment, and I have no bling, and some days I really really do want some bling, like these diamond star earrings. Moving along, I realize my passion is not script, it doesn't speak to me like music speaks to 50 and Cam'ron. So perhaps I'll take a page out of the book of these rap stars and make this my year. I too should be dripping in bling as a reward for being so successful for something I love to do. I think I owe it to myself to Netflix “Get Rich or Dye Tryin’” I think it will be a true story of drive, motivation and how belief in your dreams can make anything happen. And it will probably have some pretty good action scenes. Hopefully its better than “8 Mile” because I remember not liking that even though it has Brittany Murphy.
"But the f***ing movement is so in the streets that it makes people like us even more. We make more money selling hundred of thousand than [someone] selling 3, 4 million..."
So says Cam'ron, a New York rapper who was recently interviewed in "XXL" magazine.
So yes I do believe Cam'ron is having a good year, I mean other than being shot in a fake car jacking for his 2006 Lamborghini, and not selling millions of cds through the store (where I'm guessing the profit is quite slim with all those middle men) but instead have a strong street movement with a more direct marketing approach, he gets to wear his new line of Dipset Furs and wear all the bling he can carry. A good year indeed.
But really I must say that I'm coming to admire the work ethic of some rappers. I mean 50 Cent, now I didn't see his movie but from the ads I could tell he really came a long way to make a name for himself.
(I did little bit of research) He was raised by his grandparents, shot (for the first of what turns out to be many many times) when he was eight. I mean he's accomplished some lofty goals in his 30 years. He's had more obstacles than I could ever imagine. I mean shoot me once and I'm down, maybe I'll try for a comeback. But shoot me nine times, I'm sure to give up. He worked so hard on his rapping that DJs released his cds because he didn't have a label. At 30 he's made it on to the billboard charts, has movie about his life, and is feared by the rapping community. The man is tough! Me now I'm not 30, yet, but we all know its coming, I have blog with like ten readers, I have a "career" and I use that term lightly, which I recently found out that I'm progressing quite slowly through the ranks, and I live in a studio apartment, and I have no bling, and some days I really really do want some bling, like these diamond star earrings. Moving along, I realize my passion is not script, it doesn't speak to me like music speaks to 50 and Cam'ron. So perhaps I'll take a page out of the book of these rap stars and make this my year. I too should be dripping in bling as a reward for being so successful for something I love to do. I think I owe it to myself to Netflix “Get Rich or Dye Tryin’” I think it will be a true story of drive, motivation and how belief in your dreams can make anything happen. And it will probably have some pretty good action scenes. Hopefully its better than “8 Mile” because I remember not liking that even though it has Brittany Murphy.
Why I don't have a boyfriend: Reason 38
Hmm, he’s an attractive man, I wonder if he’s in good at making out? Let’s go talk to him… wow he’s smart and funny, and really tall. I think I might like this boy. How ever will I get his attention? This is where it seems to fall apart for me. Let’s see what’s my first move – oh yes let me IM my friend in New York and tell her how cute I think he is, he definitely works out. So I just walk around liking him for two days. Ooh crush is off, how can he not like me? I’m funny people, a real crack up!! Oh wait you know he’s teasing me, this is exactly liked getting kicked in the third grade, ooh he likes me!! Crush is back on. So now I wave, I smile, I stop by his office to see what he’s up to (I know, I’m really not busy on this show). Today he comes in and says “how’s my soon to be ex-girlfriend doing?” What did he just say ex-girlfriend… FANTASTIC that means he could totally see going out with me for at least a little while.
Ah and this is reason 38 that I do not have a boyfriend – when boys are mean and tease me I mistake that for true interest, you know like a someone who might actually call me to invite me to dinner kind of interest. Damn the boys that call and pay me attention, I know they just want to be friends.
Side note: Sometimes I think I eat way to much sugar so I’ll have a sugar free day (refined sugar only people) and its 4:30 and I haven’t had not even ONE piece of those little chocolates from the kitchen, and I realize it really shouldn’t be this hard but it is. Now I want to go home, cute boy or not, sugar free days suck! (And I’ve had an apple and an orange and grapes, so its not like I haven’t had anything sweet, it just hasn't been those tiny bite size chocolates that I love so much).
Ah and this is reason 38 that I do not have a boyfriend – when boys are mean and tease me I mistake that for true interest, you know like a someone who might actually call me to invite me to dinner kind of interest. Damn the boys that call and pay me attention, I know they just want to be friends.
Side note: Sometimes I think I eat way to much sugar so I’ll have a sugar free day (refined sugar only people) and its 4:30 and I haven’t had not even ONE piece of those little chocolates from the kitchen, and I realize it really shouldn’t be this hard but it is. Now I want to go home, cute boy or not, sugar free days suck! (And I’ve had an apple and an orange and grapes, so its not like I haven’t had anything sweet, it just hasn't been those tiny bite size chocolates that I love so much).
Friday, February 17, 2006
Side Note
Don't you wish you could get one of those "Make Germs Visible Machines" like the news stations have - I wish I had one for my house so I could see where all the germs are when I'm cleaning. Robin where do you guys get those when doing the "special reports?"
Celebrity Love Match...
So I know you all are starting to think that I don't do much work when I'm working because I have time for all this blogging and quizzing and what not. But I know you all are dying to know what my Celebrity Match is so I have to share, not that it's at all surprising...
THE BOY NEXT DOOR: Matt Damon
When it comes to love, you're looking for a man with "white picket fence" potential: the guy who will compliment your mom, helps clean the dishes and could melt the polar ice caps with his smile. He's not always perfect and can be a tad too predictable at times, but you'll love the fact that he's got a dependable job, coaches Little League on the weekends and still finds time to let you know how much he loves you. He's more "apple pie" than "devil's food cake" -- but that means the last thing he'll want to do is break your heart.
Other matches: Usher, Zach Braff, John Cusack, Michael J. Fox, Denzel Washington
So even though I'm not a Matt Damon girl, his description seems pretty accurate. And can I just say I don't think Usher really falls into this category because I've seen his abs on Oprah, and he doesn't really strike me as the boy next door, not to say that is he was looking for a girlfriend, wife, whatever that I'd turn him down. Of course then everyday I'd have to stare at those abs and contemplate my own lack of abs so maybe he isn't the best choice for forever, unless of course he teaches me how to get those abs, but I get the feeling it's not what you call a fun process but I'm sure if he was helping me it would well worth it. Hmm who knew I was so into Usher?
So now we've just had some office chatter about boys, love, and marriage and I'm so excited about really falling in love because what’s better than finding your soul mate. And there is just no way of knowing who it’s going to be. If you think about it, it really is an amazing thing to find. Because it’s definitely a process. Finding the one you sync with. To be on the same page at that moment in time and to find someone you think is amazing and charming and attractive and funny and brilliant. But the good thing about that is you only have to think that about each other, it doesn't really matter if other people don't see the same thing. So that kind of helps the odds I think. I mean not everyone wants to be soccer parents of twins with curly hair and take exotic surf trips around the world and teach me how to do a lay up. Some people hate the beach or hate flying or hate twins, especially identical ones you can’t tell apart. And some people aren’t funny and you know my soul mate is going to be funny, and he has to think I’m funny otherwise I’ll drive him nuts and he’ll be a self made widow – and that would be bad for me. So I guess it’s just a narrowing down process. But really I just can’t wait to figure out who it is because from that point on my whole life will be different.
(I’m going to laugh if I end up marrying someone who is less athletic than me, afraid of heights, and so neurotic he won’t want to leave our house that he clutters with insect magazines – but apparently I’ll be in love so I won’t mind – too much.)
I must say that I really do love the mysteries of the universe! There are just so many of them, it’s a wonder that we make any progress in life.
PS this does not mean I'm looking to get married next week, however next week would be good for falling in love (at least for a little while).
THE BOY NEXT DOOR: Matt Damon
When it comes to love, you're looking for a man with "white picket fence" potential: the guy who will compliment your mom, helps clean the dishes and could melt the polar ice caps with his smile. He's not always perfect and can be a tad too predictable at times, but you'll love the fact that he's got a dependable job, coaches Little League on the weekends and still finds time to let you know how much he loves you. He's more "apple pie" than "devil's food cake" -- but that means the last thing he'll want to do is break your heart.
Other matches: Usher, Zach Braff, John Cusack, Michael J. Fox, Denzel Washington
So even though I'm not a Matt Damon girl, his description seems pretty accurate. And can I just say I don't think Usher really falls into this category because I've seen his abs on Oprah, and he doesn't really strike me as the boy next door, not to say that is he was looking for a girlfriend, wife, whatever that I'd turn him down. Of course then everyday I'd have to stare at those abs and contemplate my own lack of abs so maybe he isn't the best choice for forever, unless of course he teaches me how to get those abs, but I get the feeling it's not what you call a fun process but I'm sure if he was helping me it would well worth it. Hmm who knew I was so into Usher?
So now we've just had some office chatter about boys, love, and marriage and I'm so excited about really falling in love because what’s better than finding your soul mate. And there is just no way of knowing who it’s going to be. If you think about it, it really is an amazing thing to find. Because it’s definitely a process. Finding the one you sync with. To be on the same page at that moment in time and to find someone you think is amazing and charming and attractive and funny and brilliant. But the good thing about that is you only have to think that about each other, it doesn't really matter if other people don't see the same thing. So that kind of helps the odds I think. I mean not everyone wants to be soccer parents of twins with curly hair and take exotic surf trips around the world and teach me how to do a lay up. Some people hate the beach or hate flying or hate twins, especially identical ones you can’t tell apart. And some people aren’t funny and you know my soul mate is going to be funny, and he has to think I’m funny otherwise I’ll drive him nuts and he’ll be a self made widow – and that would be bad for me. So I guess it’s just a narrowing down process. But really I just can’t wait to figure out who it is because from that point on my whole life will be different.
(I’m going to laugh if I end up marrying someone who is less athletic than me, afraid of heights, and so neurotic he won’t want to leave our house that he clutters with insect magazines – but apparently I’ll be in love so I won’t mind – too much.)
I must say that I really do love the mysteries of the universe! There are just so many of them, it’s a wonder that we make any progress in life.
PS this does not mean I'm looking to get married next week, however next week would be good for falling in love (at least for a little while).
Thursday, February 16, 2006
It's Like A Staple's Catalogue
People people people a surprising lot you are! No other “mints” in the crowd so far but some interesting friends I have. Turns out some of you are quite smart (the “CD-Rs” - with your stacks of data -I should have known- the smarty pants of the group), several “desks” in the crowd (turns out you are actually quite important in the grand scheme of things, but I kind of knew it, you all are way more important than me when it comes to the office), a surprising number of “Ibico® KomboTM” (aka a lever-operated punch for making a row of rectangular holes in a stack of paper and fitting a plastic "comb" binding into them. If you haven't seen one in use, you'd probably have no idea what it is - truly this explains those people well- one must meet them to grasp their mere existence), and for all my “bulldog clips” - and there are more than a couple - you crack me up, funny enough its the seemingly sweet ones, at least they are on the outside, with the "powerful steel gripper" on the inside. And to my lone "file cabinet" and "heavyweight (44 lb) cream white laser printable paper stock" your supply fits you surprisingly well. True colors people, true colors.
So with this knowledge, I have decided to embrace my mintiness. After all it’s bringing people together. And you know being a breath of fresh air isn’t so bad, even if it’s not a “real” office supply.
So with this knowledge, I have decided to embrace my mintiness. After all it’s bringing people together. And you know being a breath of fresh air isn’t so bad, even if it’s not a “real” office supply.
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
How Depressing
So I was thinking I love office supplies. I love Staples, all the things that help you get organized - fun let's see what office supply I might be. So here it is.
Not a stapler or a binder that holds it all together, not an integral piece of equipment - a fax, copy machine. No I'm a box of mints. Mints. I'm good at breaking the ice if you want to talk someone, oh yeah just offer them a mint to get the ball rolling. I make people less offensive. Great. Oh yes, I'm all about the office hook up. Nothing at all about being productive, high quality efficient, things people need when it comes to work. Just a little box of mints.
Aryn is "a stack of blank CD-R discs: The most cost-effective way to store and deliver large amounts of data."
People love blank cds, they steal them all the time. But when I think about her new job its hard for me to believe she is cost effective, but she really does store tremendous amount of data in that head of hers so she's definitely worth it.
 | I am: a tin of Altoids® mintsThere are times when a good breath freshener can really improve the interpersonal atmosphere in an office. (Of course, these special mints might have been purchased to give an exquisite extra tingle to quickie oral sex in the supply closet.) |
Not a stapler or a binder that holds it all together, not an integral piece of equipment - a fax, copy machine. No I'm a box of mints. Mints. I'm good at breaking the ice if you want to talk someone, oh yeah just offer them a mint to get the ball rolling. I make people less offensive. Great. Oh yes, I'm all about the office hook up. Nothing at all about being productive, high quality efficient, things people need when it comes to work. Just a little box of mints.
Aryn is "a stack of blank CD-R discs: The most cost-effective way to store and deliver large amounts of data."
People love blank cds, they steal them all the time. But when I think about her new job its hard for me to believe she is cost effective, but she really does store tremendous amount of data in that head of hers so she's definitely worth it.
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Oh House
You have to find less debilitating outlets than humiliating people...
I hear bowling is more fun than stocking....
Mr. Lunatic who desperately needs a hobby.
- Dr. James Wilson
I hear bowling is more fun than stocking....
Mr. Lunatic who desperately needs a hobby.
- Dr. James Wilson
Just Give the Gilmore's a Chance
Okay Logan is so hot and Rory's hair is really shiny - I am feeling a little better.
Really... this whole working out thing?
So I just came from my second work out. 2.5 miles in just over 40 minutes. A full episode of Wonderfalls kept me going the whole time. As I walked really fast it occurred to me that there must be more to this than what I was currently doing. I know people use weights but I don’t know where the weight section is. There seems to be a lot of basketball and racquet ball, but I don’t if you can just use the courts or if you sign up or where you would sign up. Do you bring your own basketball, I’m finding it very complicated and I still can’t find the room that has the gravity class. I also noticed everyone was a lot more sweaty than me. I was in the target heart rate for cardio but that’s over the target heart rate for low intensity fat burn. I really don’t know what that means. And I’m in a horrible mood right now. There was little parking issue when I first got there, which didn’t so much bother me while working out – thanks to the video distraction, but it did during my post workout stretch, and I’m sure I need to do more than touch my toes, I think I have a book on stretching I need to pull out, and now I’m just in bad mood. I don’t think walking for 40 minutes three times a week is going to make me lose ten pounds. I can’t believe I been suckered into the whole gym mentality. This sucks. Whenever I did the hot yoga I always left in a great mood. All sweaty and toned feeling. Granted I didn’t get to watch my show but it was good me time. Wow even two episodes of Gilmore Girls isn’t cheering me up and I can’t eat pizza because I just worked out. Ew I’m one of those girls. People I know you all work out, you tell me you do, how do you deal?
Oh Sweet Valentine
So I know I complain about my job a lot, but lately I've been pleasantly surprised by those I work with. Today we had chocolate fondue at work, and my department is playing all the cheesy love songs we have in our itunes (which being three girls, we have quite the collection) and I have all day to look up last minute deals to Switzerland and Cabo and Costa Rica. So even though I don't have a valentine and nobody to make out with, I have gotten a personal fondue party, (which is nice because even if I did have a valentine no way I'm cutting up all that fruit), and I get to hear love songs all day long, and in three weeks I'll be sitting on a beach somewhere (unless I decide I can’t pass up a trip to Switzerland). And I have a possible crush developing so valentine or not the 14th is a good day.
Of course the even better news is that I have finally joined a gym last night so next year maybe someone will love me for just my body because apparently I'm just not that charming (boo hoo). I paid $147 to stair master for 15 minutes. But I just download two episodes of Wonderfalls to my little video player so maybe tonight I can go for 45 minutes, maybe I’ll forget that I’m working out if I get to watch a commercial free quirky coming of age comedy.
Of course the even better news is that I have finally joined a gym last night so next year maybe someone will love me for just my body because apparently I'm just not that charming (boo hoo). I paid $147 to stair master for 15 minutes. But I just download two episodes of Wonderfalls to my little video player so maybe tonight I can go for 45 minutes, maybe I’ll forget that I’m working out if I get to watch a commercial free quirky coming of age comedy.
Monday, February 13, 2006
I'm Back :)
Okay sometimes I think that I love television too much. But then there are episodes that validate my obsession. An hour of television that is so good it’s ridiculous. I mean absolutely ridiculous. The only thing I hate about watching amazing television is watching it alone. Of course it is better than watching with someone who can’t appreciate it, but when it’s this good I want to share. I want to have that moment in real life too. I want to share the shock and the heartfelt moments. I of course want to talk about it! Did you see Meredith’s head bounce when she hit the floor? When Dr. Shepard almost let Tucker die because his love for Meredith? When he goes looking for her when its all over? George, how great is George? People this is great television. I know its just a medical drama, but its so much more, it’s like the first season of The O.C. when Ryan couldn’t go an episode without hitting someone. So after watching an amazing, touching hour of television I’m left sitting there with a moment of deep thought about love and life and how things work out. Then I hear in a cheery little news voice that the Vice President accidentally shot someone? What? Accidentally? He’s surrounded by Secret Service, why is he even holding a gun. “Oh more about that coming up in an hour.”
So instead of letting them ruin the after glow of such a great episode I of course turn off the news because that is not the magic of television I so dearly love and appreciate it. However I’m sure my ever faithful tivo has yet and another impressive and magical hour of television waiting for me.
So instead of letting them ruin the after glow of such a great episode I of course turn off the news because that is not the magic of television I so dearly love and appreciate it. However I’m sure my ever faithful tivo has yet and another impressive and magical hour of television waiting for me.
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
Just when you need it
Nothing cheers a girl up like a little bit of Tammy time at a beauty pageant and a little bit of Wildfire on itunes.
Sunday, January 15, 2006
The First 36 Hours
So I will first state that I am not a small town girl. I grew up in Phoenix, it’s the 6th largest city in the US. I live in Los Angeles, I have been to New York and London and other major metropolitan areas and have always done just fine. But Las Vegas – wow.
Talk about an overwhelming city. Nobody warns you. Nobody talks about the mass of people, the scale of the buildings. The fact that they recreate the outdoors inside! It’s not that they recreate the outdoors inside, it’s that is such a good job! It freaks me out. It’s been 36 hours and still it freaks me out. I swear they can make the clouds move. It’s always late afternoon. And they have malls inside of these hotels. Not just a few stores but actual malls that I would drive 30 minutes to. And they create the mall to make you think you go from the inside to the outside. And this is even before I leave my hotel. Which by the way just a regular room has the hugest bath tub. Thankfully there is a mall with a Bath & Body Works, Aveda, L’Occitane, H2O+ and Sephora right here, so really I have my pick of bubble bath for the rest of the week.
I saw the Bellagio fountain show, sort of a romantic thing. I can see Las Vegas as sort of romantic overall. Everything is grander than it should be, the scale of it all is just overwhelming, its kind of what you think love will be like.
Oh right and there are real hookers here. I even saw one. I’m going to see if I can spot any more later in the week. And my hotel has a Commander’s Palace, mmm delicious. My first meal here was the Eggs Versailles with a mimosa (and during the week they have 25¢ martinis), had I not been so freaked out by the hugeness of LV and been so nervous with my lunch people I would have fallen in love with the city right there.
So I think I could easily become a Vegas girl. We’ll see how the rest of the week works itself out. I do know that I need to see the white tigers and maybe even a show, hopefully other than the one I’m working on.
Side note, slowly becoming a football fan. Very cool fourth quarter with the Steelers and the Colts. I’m just glad the Patriots are out. I’m so over Foxboro (even though I love Vinny T’s).
Talk about an overwhelming city. Nobody warns you. Nobody talks about the mass of people, the scale of the buildings. The fact that they recreate the outdoors inside! It’s not that they recreate the outdoors inside, it’s that is such a good job! It freaks me out. It’s been 36 hours and still it freaks me out. I swear they can make the clouds move. It’s always late afternoon. And they have malls inside of these hotels. Not just a few stores but actual malls that I would drive 30 minutes to. And they create the mall to make you think you go from the inside to the outside. And this is even before I leave my hotel. Which by the way just a regular room has the hugest bath tub. Thankfully there is a mall with a Bath & Body Works, Aveda, L’Occitane, H2O+ and Sephora right here, so really I have my pick of bubble bath for the rest of the week.
I saw the Bellagio fountain show, sort of a romantic thing. I can see Las Vegas as sort of romantic overall. Everything is grander than it should be, the scale of it all is just overwhelming, its kind of what you think love will be like.
Oh right and there are real hookers here. I even saw one. I’m going to see if I can spot any more later in the week. And my hotel has a Commander’s Palace, mmm delicious. My first meal here was the Eggs Versailles with a mimosa (and during the week they have 25¢ martinis), had I not been so freaked out by the hugeness of LV and been so nervous with my lunch people I would have fallen in love with the city right there.
So I think I could easily become a Vegas girl. We’ll see how the rest of the week works itself out. I do know that I need to see the white tigers and maybe even a show, hopefully other than the one I’m working on.
Side note, slowly becoming a football fan. Very cool fourth quarter with the Steelers and the Colts. I’m just glad the Patriots are out. I’m so over Foxboro (even though I love Vinny T’s).
Thursday, January 12, 2006
It's good to be awake
So I just woke up from the two strangest dreams. In the first one, I took the plants out of my aquarium and found out my fish had three new babies! And the snails (that I found in real life yesterday) kept trying to play with the baby fish and kept getting hurt. And the snails had big cartoon eyes, it was like they were talking with their eyes. They were just so animated. Weird but fun, I would love if my fish had babies in real life, but they are both girls so I don’t think that’s actually going to happen.
Then the second one was much creepier. I had gotten stop by a fake police officer who took six dollars from me, then when I got home he had attacked (my dream friend) Addy’s boyfriend and I knew he was a fake cop so I went outside and beat the crap out of him. Good thing the alarm went off, beating up fake officers is scary stuff!
I don’t like creepy dreams, the creepiness stays with you through out the day.
Then the second one was much creepier. I had gotten stop by a fake police officer who took six dollars from me, then when I got home he had attacked (my dream friend) Addy’s boyfriend and I knew he was a fake cop so I went outside and beat the crap out of him. Good thing the alarm went off, beating up fake officers is scary stuff!
I don’t like creepy dreams, the creepiness stays with you through out the day.
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
So we danced
So one my favorite parts about my job is show day. I’m always excited, who’s going to come, how’s it going to go, are we going to go to the after party? All the work comes together and the show just goes on. Overall good show I’d say. The host cracked me up. I’m a fan of Jessica Simpson (sort of – I think I just really like pop stars, I love when people are famous for who they are even if they aren’t the most talented person out there). And I’m (now) a big fan of George Lopez.
On this particular show I worked with a really good department. They put up with my endless chatter of dating and blogging and whatever else popped into my mind that I didn’t seem to have a filter to stop. Good sports these three, and they are all hilarious in their own way. So the shows over and we decided since we weren’t so much invited to the after party we’d just try to get in anyway. Jenny is very brave in this way. Turns out that this was not hard at all, you just walk right in. So we hit the bar, there are some lovely blue drinks floating around and we each get one. Bombay Sapphire Gin, I’m a fan. We manage to find ourselves some food, see a couple of CSI people, and grab a table right by the dance floor. We saw a girl that looked like Chloe from Smallville (it wasn’t) turns out she does the marketing for Bombay. She actually gets Ashlee Simpson more often – I can see that – she’s a good sport either way.
So at our front row table we watch this blonde officey kind of girl (who must be completely trashed right now) get down with this older Sammy Davis kind of guy. The moves these two had, and they didn't even know each other! He’s having her bend over then running across the floor leaping over her. And they just slide and wiggle back and forth across the dance floor. They both spend a lot of time laying on the dance floor wiggling about. It’s all very jaw dropping kind of moves. I have a second blue concoctions and think I should have a dance off with her, just to make it a little more fun. But really I think I would have needed a third drink so that didn’t happen.
The dance floor starts to fill up a bit and I beg my department to come dance with me. Jenny’s totally up for this (she hasn’t ever seen me dance) and with a bit of cajoling we get Brad on the dance floor but not Bryan. That is till he sees how much fun we are having be bopping about without a care in the world. Then he just can’t help but join us. I must say that was one of the best times I have had on a dance floor in a while. (Of course on Thursday I’m going to Cowboy Country early to learn a few dance moves – so we’ll have to see what’s better). And this quite girl came and danced with us, turned out she was all of 15! She didn’t look 15 that’s for sure, but nice girl, good dancer – she did this whole back bend thing kind of like Dirty Dancing but with out the guy holding her up. Impressive, and she did it in a very non-slutty club girl kind of way. At some point though you just wonder how long you’re supposed to stay on the dance floor. You just can’t think of any more moves and you get thirsty, but can you just leave your group on the dance floor? Turns out for the most part we were all done dancing. It wasn’t till I was back up stairs that I heard more songs that I new that I wanted to dance too. They played “Great Ball of Fire” how fun is that!
Oh and we met this girl Amanda who was 24 dating this guy I don’t remember his name, but the guy was 50! This Amanda girl thought this was funny stuff, she’s in med school going to be a pediatrician and they have this joke about how he’s a baby so that’s just perfect. (Ew!) Essentially she just seems to prey on older men. Not that this 50 year-old man is having any issue with this, he shares with me that they have a mutual affection for spanking. Ew, seriously people I’m just trying to say that maybe this is slightly inappropriate. That girl has trouble written all over her, and loves that about herself, good for her I guess – 24 with a questionable but healthy self-esteem. At least she doesn’t ask if her butt looks big all the time. But then we lose focus on this slightly disturbing situation when we find out there is a dessert bar. Yes they a chocolate fondue fountain, mmm good stuff, and ready made smores, which I didn’t have one, I just enjoyed the fact that they were available. Overall good party.
This morning I woke up to go to the chiropractor, but all that dancing and good time just relaxed me so there was very little adjusting to do. I felt a little bit silly going in and having no reason to be there but hey now I have a new chiropractor I really like should I ever throw my back out with all this new dancing I’m doing this year!
On this particular show I worked with a really good department. They put up with my endless chatter of dating and blogging and whatever else popped into my mind that I didn’t seem to have a filter to stop. Good sports these three, and they are all hilarious in their own way. So the shows over and we decided since we weren’t so much invited to the after party we’d just try to get in anyway. Jenny is very brave in this way. Turns out that this was not hard at all, you just walk right in. So we hit the bar, there are some lovely blue drinks floating around and we each get one. Bombay Sapphire Gin, I’m a fan. We manage to find ourselves some food, see a couple of CSI people, and grab a table right by the dance floor. We saw a girl that looked like Chloe from Smallville (it wasn’t) turns out she does the marketing for Bombay. She actually gets Ashlee Simpson more often – I can see that – she’s a good sport either way.
So at our front row table we watch this blonde officey kind of girl (who must be completely trashed right now) get down with this older Sammy Davis kind of guy. The moves these two had, and they didn't even know each other! He’s having her bend over then running across the floor leaping over her. And they just slide and wiggle back and forth across the dance floor. They both spend a lot of time laying on the dance floor wiggling about. It’s all very jaw dropping kind of moves. I have a second blue concoctions and think I should have a dance off with her, just to make it a little more fun. But really I think I would have needed a third drink so that didn’t happen.
The dance floor starts to fill up a bit and I beg my department to come dance with me. Jenny’s totally up for this (she hasn’t ever seen me dance) and with a bit of cajoling we get Brad on the dance floor but not Bryan. That is till he sees how much fun we are having be bopping about without a care in the world. Then he just can’t help but join us. I must say that was one of the best times I have had on a dance floor in a while. (Of course on Thursday I’m going to Cowboy Country early to learn a few dance moves – so we’ll have to see what’s better). And this quite girl came and danced with us, turned out she was all of 15! She didn’t look 15 that’s for sure, but nice girl, good dancer – she did this whole back bend thing kind of like Dirty Dancing but with out the guy holding her up. Impressive, and she did it in a very non-slutty club girl kind of way. At some point though you just wonder how long you’re supposed to stay on the dance floor. You just can’t think of any more moves and you get thirsty, but can you just leave your group on the dance floor? Turns out for the most part we were all done dancing. It wasn’t till I was back up stairs that I heard more songs that I new that I wanted to dance too. They played “Great Ball of Fire” how fun is that!
Oh and we met this girl Amanda who was 24 dating this guy I don’t remember his name, but the guy was 50! This Amanda girl thought this was funny stuff, she’s in med school going to be a pediatrician and they have this joke about how he’s a baby so that’s just perfect. (Ew!) Essentially she just seems to prey on older men. Not that this 50 year-old man is having any issue with this, he shares with me that they have a mutual affection for spanking. Ew, seriously people I’m just trying to say that maybe this is slightly inappropriate. That girl has trouble written all over her, and loves that about herself, good for her I guess – 24 with a questionable but healthy self-esteem. At least she doesn’t ask if her butt looks big all the time. But then we lose focus on this slightly disturbing situation when we find out there is a dessert bar. Yes they a chocolate fondue fountain, mmm good stuff, and ready made smores, which I didn’t have one, I just enjoyed the fact that they were available. Overall good party.
This morning I woke up to go to the chiropractor, but all that dancing and good time just relaxed me so there was very little adjusting to do. I felt a little bit silly going in and having no reason to be there but hey now I have a new chiropractor I really like should I ever throw my back out with all this new dancing I’m doing this year!
Monday, January 09, 2006
Today's favorite quote from another blog:
"The first time a guy tried to pull the "making love" phrase on me...I started cracking up...I mean...all out just burst out laughing in his face. Then asked "Do you really call it that?" The way I said it must have made him feel a little silly because he turned red and just shut the Hell up. He was trying to be all General Hospital with me...ahhh...how cute..."
- Kelly-kat
I love GH references
- Kelly-kat
I love GH references
A New Discovery
So one of the pros of my job is the craft service table. Sometimes it can be disappointing but more often than not it’s a highlight of my day. Who can't love a table of snacks. When you become a producer you get to make requests, not so much requesting as just getting exactly what you want. I always wonder what I'm going to want when I'm in charge. I like the bite size snickers packs, that have the 3 Musketeers and Milky Way and Aquafina water, but if I was in charge I'd get the Penta water. But overall I don't have anything good so maybe that’s why I'm not in charge. Anyway I digress. On this particular table I have come across string cheese, which not that exciting but definitely a nice surprise. The really exciting discovery is the Nutella. I'v seen it all week just wasn't sure why. But Brad had put it on a toasted bagel with cream cheese!! Bryan was telling me how Nutella is actually better for you than peanut butter. People this is a divine little snack! Hints of the Ferra Roche which I also love, turns out yes people I'm a hazelnut fan - who knew.
Sunday, January 08, 2006
If you were stranded on a desert island what box DVD set would you want?
Jenny thought Lost - that is hysterical, it’s like wanting Gilligan’s Island, but scary!
Brad and Brian can't make such a huge life decision on the spur of the moment but they did come up with a few possibilities:
CSI,
The O.C. (because of the hot girls - but really CSI: Miami has more hot girls, but they are usually dead, and that's kind of creepy for being stranded on an island)
Seinfeld (ew - whatever, its just because there are ten years of it)
Cops (now that’s funny)
Me, hmm.
The O.C. - but really just the first season
Grey's Anatomy - but I'd have to wait a couple of years so I could watch lots and lots of them! I love that show!
Mad About You, because they still make me laugh
I considered Veronica Mars and Gilmore Girls but they don't really have stranded island appeal.
My So Called Life, just some really good TV
Alias, just because I could really figure out all the secrets that the brilliant JJ came up with.
Nick and Jessica!!
GH wouldn't really work in this scenario because you only watch them once, but I could watch the first 20 years see how it all came about.
Designing Women, the Sugarbakers people!
Ally McBeal, America’s Next Top Model, Dawson’s Creek, The Office (the British version), Dynasty or Knots Landing (from start to finish, it would all be new to me!)
It think if I was stranded tomorrow it would be – My So Called Life or The O.C..
Brad and Brian can't make such a huge life decision on the spur of the moment but they did come up with a few possibilities:
CSI,
The O.C. (because of the hot girls - but really CSI: Miami has more hot girls, but they are usually dead, and that's kind of creepy for being stranded on an island)
Seinfeld (ew - whatever, its just because there are ten years of it)
Cops (now that’s funny)
Me, hmm.
The O.C. - but really just the first season
Grey's Anatomy - but I'd have to wait a couple of years so I could watch lots and lots of them! I love that show!
Mad About You, because they still make me laugh
I considered Veronica Mars and Gilmore Girls but they don't really have stranded island appeal.
My So Called Life, just some really good TV
Alias, just because I could really figure out all the secrets that the brilliant JJ came up with.
Nick and Jessica!!
GH wouldn't really work in this scenario because you only watch them once, but I could watch the first 20 years see how it all came about.
Designing Women, the Sugarbakers people!
Ally McBeal, America’s Next Top Model, Dawson’s Creek, The Office (the British version), Dynasty or Knots Landing (from start to finish, it would all be new to me!)
It think if I was stranded tomorrow it would be – My So Called Life or The O.C..
3 Things
First, I'm adding to my new year's resolutions. I'm not saying, "Ooh but I want to get marrrrrried" in my cry baby voice for the rest of the year! Other smaller resolutions include working out (The number of years I have left to have a Maxim stomach are quickly passing me by.); to read at the very least one book a month (I went on half.com and order a bunch of books. The first one I got "Number the Stars: Lois Lowry," um yeah, it turns out it's a children's book, young adult really. So January will be easy.); and I thought this year I might try to be early for everything- at least on time, which really means no more procrastinating (So far its actually going well, I realize I have a lot more downtime when I'm early. If I remember to take a book with me, the book one will be no problem!).
Second, my new favorite “make me laugh site” www.chucknorrisfacts.com my favorite line being:
“Crop circles are Chuck Norris' way of telling the world that sometimes corn needs to lie the fuck down.”
OMG I’m still laughing about this!! Who knew I was a Chuck Norris fan?
Yeah and I am a fan of Sudoku, which has nothing to do with CN, but I love them and I love the new wacky ones they over lap or have silly rules just to change things up a bit.
And my third thing is just a funny story – I constantly crack myself up. So one of my gifts was a book called “The Pathfinder,” it’s a strategy book for changing careers or having a new perspective on the one you already have. So those that know me know that I’m always looking for a new idea of who I want to be and what I want to do. So after getting distracted while reading the intro I decide to make a list, because I love to make lists. Then I pause for a moment and think how nice it would be if I could just find a job that I got to make lists all day long – OMG I would just love it! This causes me to take another pause when I realize that is my exact job description. I literally make lists and revise them all day long for weeks at a time. So it turns out I don’t need a new career after all. And I guess I don’t need to read the book so yeah back to the young adults section for February.
Second, my new favorite “make me laugh site” www.chucknorrisfacts.com my favorite line being:
“Crop circles are Chuck Norris' way of telling the world that sometimes corn needs to lie the fuck down.”
OMG I’m still laughing about this!! Who knew I was a Chuck Norris fan?
Yeah and I am a fan of Sudoku, which has nothing to do with CN, but I love them and I love the new wacky ones they over lap or have silly rules just to change things up a bit.
And my third thing is just a funny story – I constantly crack myself up. So one of my gifts was a book called “The Pathfinder,” it’s a strategy book for changing careers or having a new perspective on the one you already have. So those that know me know that I’m always looking for a new idea of who I want to be and what I want to do. So after getting distracted while reading the intro I decide to make a list, because I love to make lists. Then I pause for a moment and think how nice it would be if I could just find a job that I got to make lists all day long – OMG I would just love it! This causes me to take another pause when I realize that is my exact job description. I literally make lists and revise them all day long for weeks at a time. So it turns out I don’t need a new career after all. And I guess I don’t need to read the book so yeah back to the young adults section for February.
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