Tuesday, November 28, 2006

We watched Thank You For Smoking this past weekend. I thought it was marvelous. The dialogue/story line was absolutely brilliant. Basically, it's about the political endurance of a tobacco lobbyist and his exceptional talent in spinning the truth about tobacco. It is honestly one of those films that I regret not spending $20 and seeing it in the theater. It was fantastic.

btw - happy 1,101st post blog!

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Did you see this blog?! I'm stunned!

Written By : Phil Rosenthal of the Chicago Tribune
O.J. programs show a lot about today's mediaPublished November 15, 2006


So the folks at Fox Broadcasting, class acts that they are, announced Tuesday they have scheduled not one but two one-hour programs for later this month in which O.J. Simpson, class act that he is, will explain how he would have killed ex-wife Nicole Brown Simpson and Ronald Goldman.

You know. If he had killed them. If.

Not sleazy enough for you? The interview is to be conducted by publisher Judith Regan, class act that she is, whose Regan imprint for HarperCollins, class act that it is, will put out Simpson's hypothetically confessional "If I Did It." Because HarperCollins and Fox are both News Corp. companies, it's one hand soiling the other.

Mike Darnell, Fox's executive vice president of alternative programming, said in a statement heralding "O.J. Simpson: If I Did It, Here's How It Happened," "This is an interview that no one thought would ever happen."

And that's undoubtedly true. For a lot of reasons. Not the least of which is it's tasteless and utterly unnecessary.

What's O.J. going to say? That he never would have slashed their throats but might have stuffed them in a sack and drowned them in the ocean? That he would have poisoned them? Maybe he'll claim he was Col. Mustard in the drawing room with the candlestick?

The second hour is slated to air Nov. 29, the day before the book hits stores. But what's more interesting is that the first hour is scheduled for Nov. 27, a 30th anniversary of note.

It was on that day in 1976 that Paddy Chayefsky's "Network," a sadly prophetic satire that looks more understated each day, was released.Giving a man, acquitted of double murder but found responsible for the crimes in civil court, a broadcast forum to profit from playing "what if" is perfectly in keeping with Chayefsky's vision of entertainment values trumping those of news--and morality.

It seemed absurd 30 years ago that a man who, upon learning he was losing his job to low ratings, would get to keep his job after an on-air threat to commit suicide, become a big star, then have the network order him killed by terrorists (who had their own reality show) when his popularity declined.

Now we have O.J.......(see Chicago Tribune for more.....)

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

these little yellow pills are supposed to be day time sinus medication but I'm feeling very sleepy. this concerns me a little. i hope i took the right ones. last night, paul gave me the night time ones and told me that they'll make me feel better. i think he was really giving me the pills so that he could watch boyd coddington. i can't stand that man and his holier-than-thou attitude....which is probably why everyone keeps leaving for chip foose. dah well. i should get back to my coffee.

Friday, November 10, 2006

i want light gray/white hair when i grow up. i think that would be nice.

Thursday, November 09, 2006

This is gonna get worse I know it.

Ever heard of a quarter life crisis? I think I'm going through it. There's been a few people this year who've told me that I seem more like 28 than 24. I didn't think I would be at first but I'm a little put off by that now. In fact I'm honestly getting a wicked complex from it. I keep thinking that when I'm 30, people are gonna think I should be interested in joining the AARP. How the hell did this happen? How do I not act 28? What does a normal 24 year old do that makes people think that they are actually 24? I'm so confused. Maybe I should go to Vegas and blow like 10,000 big ones and then come back and when everyone's like .... "what were you thinking?!" ... I'll be like well I'm only 24 then they'll be like .. "oh, that's right, she's only 24. Dah well, you win some you lose some right?"

I just hope that when I'm 45, I don't turn into this psycho woman who's obsessed with making up for all times people thought I was older so now I'd work double time to make people think I was 10 years younger. Man, I don't want to be a bar fly at 45.

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

that last post made no sense. ;)


Derp.
Happy Voter Day Everyone!

Last Friday night, while I was out at the bar with K, I met this guy who happens to work right down the street from me. At first, I really didn't want to talk to him because I hadn't seen or talked to K in like months and he was trying to talk to me about beer while downing Molson Canadians with his buddy. I didn't want to bar talk to anyone really - I just wanted to talk to K & S - so I put him off. Then at some point, I felt bad so I started talking to him. The dude is like 45-50 and refuses to vote because he claims he's not "educated" enough on the topic and doesn't care to be.

Sometimes, it amazes me how ridiculous some people can be. Vote, don't vote, I don't care - just don't act like I'm the asshole for wanting to vote for myself. Then he starts complaining about the taxes in his neighborhood and how expensive they are and blah blah blah. I'm like if I could live in a city considered among the richest in Michigan or hell, in the nation, I wouldn't dare complain about taxes - I would probably lie face down in my driveway, making out with the asphalt.

Anyhoo - my point of this story is: it's so simple to search the net for info on elections these days and it seriously takes 20 minutes or so to vote.......so I like to ask myself - why not vote? And honestly, I can't think of one answer that doesn't have to do with me being a lazy nerd. So I vote.

Saturday, November 04, 2006

In the light of the sun, is there anyone? Oh it has begun...
Oh dear you look so lost, eyes are red and tears are shed,
This world you must've crossed... you said...

You don't know me, you don't even care,
She said
You don't know me, you don't wear my chains...

Essential yet appealed, carry all your thoughts across
An open field,
When flowers gaze at you... they're not the only ones who cry
When they see you
You said...

You don't know me, you don't even care,
She said
You don't know me, you don't wear my chains...

She said I think I'll go to Boston...
I think I'll start a new life,
I think I'll start it over, where no one knows my name,
I'll get out of California, I'm tired of the weather,
I think I'll get a lover and fly em out to Spain...
I think I'll go to Boston,
I think that I'm just tired
I think I need a new town, to leave this all behind...
I think I need a sunrise, I'm tired of the sunset,
I hear it's nice in the Summer, some snow would be nice...
Boston... where no one knows my name...

Augustana

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Last night after work, I went to Davids Bridal for a bridesmaid dress. I was definitely NOT excited about going to this place because every time I've tried to go there, it's been packed with brides, mothers, sisters, attendants and whoever else. When it's crazy like that, you can never get anyone to help you so I figured it would probably be good to make an appointment. I walked in about 15 minutes before my appointment and there was one other person there.....I was stunned.

When I walked in, I approached this lady and told her my name, that I had an appointment, and why I was there. Her response : "when's your wedding date?" I kinda laughed and said that I was only there to try on the bridesmaid dress. She then asks me : "oh alright....(Pause)....did you bring any bridesmaids with you?" Ok, now I'm a little annoyed because I feel like she's not listening to me. I waited until she looked up, then I looked her straight in the eye and said "I AM a bridesmaid." She finally got it.

She seems to be nice so I talked to her for a little bit about what I was looking for. She pulls me this dress and she's tells me that it will probably be too big but she doesn't have anything smaller. I'm a little more annoyed but I'm trying my best not to be. I wish she would've asked me my size and the dress on the phone when I made the appointment. Then if they didn't have the right size they could tell me and not make me drive all the way across town for nothing.....but it's ok...I was fine.

While trying on this dress....and wait let me remind you Blog, that there is only one other person in the store at this point.....some other saleswoman opens the door by mistake while I'm attempting to put on this dress. For the love of bridal gowns, of all the dressing rooms in this store, you HAVE to pick mine?! It's ok though, I didn't get angry, I kept it cool. I get the thing on and of course, it's way too big. The lady walks over and grabs the back of it, pulling it so tight I have to take a few steps back. She asks another saleswoman to come over and check the dress and then both of them come up with the appropriate size.

As I'm being checked out, I ask if they can put the order through GR like the bride has instructed. She blurted out something about dye-outs and then said something to the effect of "we don't have that and it's coming here." I'm not really sure what that means but I think I have to call J about it.

It was quite a frustrating experience. Eh, it was alright though. I'd do it again for J....and I love the dress.