Is anyone out there going to the CLA conference?
V
I saw the movie "V for Vendetta" last night.
Now, I should preface by saying I haven't seen a good show in a long time. And I knew this one looked promising, but I my hopes weren't exceptionally high. That being said...
... This movie was killer. It was awesome. Has anyone seen it? Can anyone else comment? I mean, I don't know if I was just in the mood for a really good plot, but I just can't get over how good this was! I mean, I went so far as to IMDB it first thing this morning, and download a desktop for myself... Scary, I know. But what can I say? It was good.
Go see it.
Ketchup and Mustard
It's just so nice out. Sunny and warm and green and fresh. And the breeze smells like hot dogs. Mmmm... Hot dogs. I think I'll sit in the square for lunch.
Pet Peeve #436
Negative Nelly's. You know who you are--you who can foresee no solution to the problem; you who can shoot down any possible suggestion as being ineffectual or impossible.
Take as an example the following scenario: two friends are planning a trip. One friend is on a limited budget, but is realistic and straightforward about said budget (and it's not a bad budget, I might add, not that I'm part of this story, but if I was... Well, you know...). Other friend completely shoots down budget and vehemently states there is no way a trip could be planned for such an amount. Friend #1 goes out and finds trips and tours for said amount, and presents them to friend #2. Friend #2 continues to deny plausibility of trip and to find any and every fault with plans made by friend #1.
Friend #1 starts to think a trip with friend #2 is not so much fun.
Sigh.
I have a new pink sweatshirt that I love the most and I want to wear it all the time. This always happens. I get something new and I wear it and wear it and wear it and neglect all my other clothes, and then I become "that girl in the pink sweatshirt" and people will talk about me and say, "doesn't she have any other clothes?" and the sweatshirt will start to develop a funk and I'll never take it off, and the next thing you know I'll be wandering around some place like Walmart pant-less with my pink sweatshirt on, all ratty and moth-eaten and I'll be mumbling something about "I used to be somebody who could buy new clothes!" and mothers will steer their screaming children away from my hideousness and my hideous pink sweatshirt...
(*pant pant pant*)...
Well, that's a bit extreme. But you know what I mean...
Something I found...
Maybe I should: stop complaining.
I love: my mom's cooking; my job; Clinton from "What Not to Wear."
I don't understand: bus schedules.
People say I'm: Expressive.
Love is: cheesies...
Somewhere, someone is: writing a French exam.
I will always: have a phobia of hair off the head. Don't ask.
Forever seems: a lifetime away.
I never want to: get lice.
I think our current Prime Minister is: unattractive.
When I wake up in the morning: I have to remember what day it is.
I get annoyed when: I can't figure something out.
Parties are: best if they have a theme.
My dog is: non-existent. But Gary and S'marms are ample substitute.
Kisses are the worst when: you're watching them on TV and all you can hear is the *smack*squish* of lips.
Today I: will apologize.
Tommorow I'm going to: try and think positively.
I really want: to travel.
I have low tolerance for people who: create drama.
If I had a million dollars: I would pay my debt, finish my parent's mortgage, pay my sister's debt, buy a car, give to charity, invest, give presents, and take a vacation.
The Magic Bullet
Yesterday in the lunchroom, one of the ladies I work with pulled out a Magic Bullet. I've seen the infomercial for the Magic Bullet, like, a million times. So naturally I was really excited to see she had one. For those of you unfamiliar with the wonderful-osity of the Magic Bullet, the infomercial says you can pretty much do anything with it, including blending and chopping all kinds of wonders: cheese for nachos which you can then heat up and pour; quesadilla stuff; omelets; frozen drinks. If Sleeve saw it, she'd probably wonder if it was from the future--it's that fantastic. So I oohed and awed over her blender, and then asked the obvious question, "Does it work as well as the commercial says it does?" to which my coworker replied, "Well, I don't really know, because I don't really like sandwiches."
Sandwiches.
But it's a blender?
Where do I work?
Remember the South Park episode where Richard Stamos, brother of John (a.k.a. Uncle Jesse), sings "Loving You" at the football game halftime?
Richard: "Loving you is easy cause you're beautiful --doo-n-doo--doo-doooo-- Aaaaa [his voice cracks and the music stops] Aaaaa..."
Jimbo: "What the hell?!"
Richard: "Aaaaa [his voice wavers]"
Jimbo: "He can't sing the high F."
Mr. Garrison: "Richard Stamos can't sing a high F, he always screws it up like this."
Richard: "Lalalalala..."
Mr. Garrison: "It's obvious where all the talent in that family went."
Bhahahahahahaha...
Oh man...
That's too funny.
Adam and I have taken to saying this to one another. He'll call me at work, and all I can hear on the other end is "--doo-n-doo--doo-doooo-- Aaaaa.. Aaaaa..."
Even funnier: picture Adam doing this with a falsetto voice...
Boggle-tastic!
I played Boggle this weekend. That's a good time.
I like the loud noise the box and dice make when you scramble them. I like being the first to see time is up, and subsequently the shouting of "TIME'S UP!" I like spelling words, and then trying as hard as possible to incorperate an 's' onto the end--mold/molds, hat/hats, in/ins (as in, multiple in doors... Hmmm?)
Yesterday I managed to spell the world "gonad"... And "gonads."
Goodness, I Think
For those of you who have read Sleeve's unauthorized biography "Alice, I Think," it's being made into a TV show on CTV. I'm pretty excited about this for two reasons:
1) For the first time in a long time I found a Canadian YA/J book I enjoy (and a series, at that), and it has nothing to do with the Prairies, WWII, or multiculturalism. Alice is awesome and completely realistic.
2) I hate to say it, but "Degrassi: The Next Generation" just isn't cutting it for me. It's not as good as Lucy and Vula shop-lifting (oh Vula, we expected more from you) and the awkward sexual tension vibrating between Caitlin and that nasty Claude guy (poor Joey).
Hurrah for you, Susan Juby. I'll be watching, for sure.
Should be Illegal...
The latest: Jessica Simpson is adopting an "African baby"...
I mean, seriously... Is adoption the new Fendi?
Blech.
I hate the way a salon smells.
Like some unidentified gross-osity of sickness.
Like wet hair.
Blech.
Volunteer Training
I went to a volunteer training session last night at the Humane Society. I think I can safely say this is an organization that attracts werider people than even the library can bost.
Obviously, one of the more sensitive subjects of the evening was the topic of euthanasia. We all have feelings on this, I'm sure. But the poor girl explaining it was trying her best to express that this is a last resort at the Humane Society; and that once the animals are put up for adoption they're not taken down, unless behavioral issues arise, or disease becomes a factor. I mean, it's a "humane society." Not a "cruelty society." Clearly, their goal is not to exterminate as many animals as possible. They ideally want to see all their healthy fuzzy babies go to new families. The people who work there generally care for their tennants.
But there is always that guy... You know... The one who sits at the back, and mumbles, and then shouts out in the middle of the orientation, "I heard the Humane Society keeps animals and then shoots them..."
Yes, sir. They shoot them. That's exactly what they do... You're so wise.
I mean, really. Somebody clearly has an Old Yeller complex...
I would like the title "Mountain Pine Beetle Information Specialist."
Second only to "Piping Plover Information Specialist." Who, I might add, I know, and whose job sounds much more exciting and romantic and fabulous, if only because Plovers are much cuter than the aforementioned Mountain Pine Beetle. You make the call:
Change
I've got this little nugget of "change" growing in my tummy. It's been brewing there for sometime, and I'm finally beginning to accept that it's not going away. And the thing is, I'm sort of excited about it. Like I could really do it, and not just read about it happening to someone else.
I'm taking it slow, mind you. Not jumping the gun. But I've got some ideas, and I know what I don't want to do (I think)....
Sweet Dreams
What's better than a house made of cheesies and an insatiable metabolism? Buying one of your favorite childhood books for $0.01!
I bought a used book from Amazon for $0.01 and it arrived this morning. I'm so excited to have my hands on this "oldie but goodie," you have no idea. It's called, "Love on the Upbeat," and it's part of the Sweet Dreams series. Oh my, it's good. Synopsis:
"In the middle of a whirlwind summer romance with Todd Barrett, another camper at the music camp she is attending, April Sullivan finds her happiness threatened when Connie, a jealous girl, tries to come between her and Todd."
Will April and todd's relationship last? Will Connie get her man? Will April blow her singing debut at the end-of-summer concert? Oh the excitement!
Seriously, what's better than this? I challenge you to name something... Or as Bill would say, "challaaaaaaange!"
p.s. On another note, I emailed a British author from her website yesterday asking if there was another in a favorite series coming out, totally expecting a stock response. And I got a completely personal email with a full description of the new book, and some congrats on being a librarian, etc. etc. How fun is that? Made my day, I tell 'ya.
Poll Time:
I heard a radio interview this morning with Ludicrous, the rapper and co-star of the film "Crash." He said he felt "Crash" gave him a platform to really launch himself as a serious actor, "not just another rapper acting." My guess that's a dig at Ice-T and his role in Law and Order, or perhaps LL Cool J in that smart shark movie.
But seriously, I'm curious. Does anyone foresee an acting future for our Ludicrous? Has any rapper-gone-actor made it? Maybe Will Smith, but "Independence Day" is still the worst movie I've ever seen... Ever... Horrible...
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