Wednesday, March 19, 2008

I'm in love because...

It's March Madness, Baby!!!! I Love this time of year! The saddest day of the year for me is the day after the Super Bowl. I marinade until the first day of March Madness. Then it's "GameOn"!!!. It's made even better this year because my Beloved Clemson Tigers are seeded.

I know I've written about it before, but for you newcomers; I am a bartender in a sports bar. I live for this stuff. By 4pm manana, I will be in a room with 125 men bent over their brackets wondering how the hell they're going to explain to their wives they sat in a bar all day watching basketball. Believe it or not, (lol) most of them don't tell their wives they took the day off to go to a sports bar to watch the games.


I've said too much


Monday, March 17, 2008

Bon Voyage, Miss Christy!

My most awesome roommate left this morning for a month long adventure. She is doing a couple of Spanish language immersion programs in Guatemala and Honduras over the next month. She is a project manager for an IT company and decided to take a leave of absence after her last project. Which lasted for two years and required her to work about 16 hours a day. Good call, Christy! In either case, she is doing what I believe everyone should do at some point in their lives. I did it when I was 30. I quit my job, put everything in storage, and moved to a Caribbean island for 3 1/2 years. Now, 3 1/2 years was probably a little excessive, but you get what I mean. If you find yourself at a point where you are frustrated and just need a break from the norm; do the NOT norm. Take the chance. Take the opportunity!

In either case, I got on a plane with $500.00 in my pocket and a couch to crash on for a month. And ended up having the time of my life. I came back with a whole new attitude and a definite appreciation for the people in my life. (And a whole new appreciation for all the things I took for granted in the States....different story.)

Share your story?


Saturday, March 15, 2008

I know I'm up late....

and I never am. But, I found myself on a weekend that I have absolutely No Commitments! None! All weekend!! I don't have to be anywhere at a certain time. I don't have to shop for any one thing in particular. I'm free. Until Monday at 10am. And ya know what? The main thing I'm looking forward to is just lounging in my bed tomorrow morning. Because I have a kick ass mattress topper I bought couple of weeks ago that I have yet to REALLY enjoy. It's synthetic versus down, because; they don't just pluck those geese! (I'm stupid and didn't know that. PTG!!! Protect The Geese!)

Reality is: I'll wake up by 9am. No matter what time I go to sleep. It will be gorgeous weather. I won't be able to lounge because it's so pretty outside. I'll be breifly sad that I'm missing Shamrock Fest. Even though there are no headline bands playing. And then I'll go to Home Depot to "get stuff for the house" because I'm in that 6 month window of moving into a new house where you are compelled to go "buy stuff for the house".

I do have a date Sat night. Tentatively. It's my call. Although, I don't want to go on a date. I want to have fun this summer. I don't want my fun to be messed up by a potential boyfriend. You girls know what I mean.


Almost summer weather....

This pic is by Nadja Bernhardt. I couldn't find a website for her. If you find one, please let me know. I love this pic.

Friday, March 14, 2008

Redefine yourself

Awesome article by Arwa Damon

The line that touched my heart:

"Teenage bravado? Perhaps. Or maybe, like so many other everyday Iraqis, she has been forced to redefine the parameters of "normal" in order to survive. "


What really gets me about this? I "redefine the parameters of normal" every day of my life. And it is so inconsequential compared. I am a very spoiled American. I can't imagine the lives that so many other people are living. I hope I come back as a cat. In America.


Thursday, March 13, 2008

I'm sorry....

I have to address the "Spitzer" debacle one more time because I JUST DON'T GET IT. I'm trying to put myself in his place. There was a point in time when he was sitting there thinking, "This seems like a good idea!" I'm sorry, but are ALL men led by their dicks? I was thinking only 85%. I try not to gender generalize, but I seem to keep coming back to this sort of thing. I'm completely open to ANYTHING you have to offer on this....please email me. And let me know if I can use your comment. Your comment can be anonymous if you would like. Trust me! I'm dick-free.


Wednesday, March 12, 2008

I wish...

I wish that I could be that girl...

The girl that marries the aspiring politician. What a life I could have! I could go to an Ivy League college, meet and marry the man of my dreams, give him 3 beautiful daughters, support him through thick & thin.....Wow. Utopia.

I hope that was a racing green colored rug you just pulled out from under me. Racing green is my favorite color. Maybe I won't notice the fact that you are a whore-monger, self-righteous, really-should-shave-that-head, BNK look-a-like. Jesus!

Do you think that's what Spitzer's wife was thinking? While she was gazing at him with that "I just took 20mg valium and am really thinking you look like Spock" look?


It's a sad state of affairs, my friend....a very sad state.

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

And my question is....

who are you voting for? I'm just curious. Where I come from; it's not polite to ask. Actually, it's the equivalent of asking, "How much money do you make?". It's a very private thing.

Come on...tell me. We're all virtual strangers here...

Personally, I'm waiting to see who wins the Dem. in the primaries. I hate to say it; but that will decide whether I vote Dem or Rep. And I'm a Democrat.

God, please look down on us all in your most forgiving grace. We know not what we do. We really don't.


Blogger doesn't like me...

And I'm down with that. That's fine. I don't like Blogger so much sometimes. But it REALLY pisses me off when I ask it to do something simple like "Remember me" and it doesn't. It's just little 'ole me. I bring you lots of stuff to read, Dear Blogger. The least you can do is remember my freakin' password!!! I'm a busy girl. You offered me the option of remembering my password, and you didn't follow through! You're just as bad as That Guy!

You all know what I's just a little thing, but I really hate it when I have to decipher the code in the box to get them to send me a link to get new name & then a new astrological sign just to get a new password....Whew!! I've changed religions by then.


Saturday, March 01, 2008

I'm the last one...

to find out how cool Wanda Sykes is.

I'm a bartender about 50 hours a week. I do freelance IT stuff about 20 hours a week. I sleep, I eat, I work in a personal "Happy Hour or Twenty Four" every now and again plus an hour at the gym every day. I don't have a whole lot of free time for TV.

I stumbled on Wanda last night when I happened to wake up while she was on Leno. Hands down the funniest fucking person I've seen in a very long time.

Your thoughts?


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