Thursday, September 29, 2005

Name that smell...

The scene: I-10 heading east.
The smell? Anyone's guess.
From 91st ave to about 75th, it was ass.
From 67th ave to 51st, Biff thinks dog food, but I thought it was cheese.
Then came the lovely odour of old man armpits followed by onions or burning plastic.
Ahhh, top down in a MINI. Who knows WHAT you will smell.

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Fave picture of the day

Found this on Stoopidgirl's gallery page. I think it has got to be the cutest insect picture ever done. I don't even LIKE bugs, but this lil guy made me want to reach out and touch him.

Monday, September 26, 2005

King without a crown.

Last night was the Matisyahu concert.
What an amazing presence this man has.
As soon as he got on stage, we were all transfixed by his words.
It was the first time in ages that I have been around so many Jewish people. I must say, it felt good to be with "my people".

Thursday, September 22, 2005

The beginning.

I got a passport!!! Yay! It's all starting. Tonight is the "jam session" of sorts. Figuring out the London trip with our hosts. What to see, where to go, day trips to other countries. Very exciting. Even better, finding out some other MINI folks are interested in going. It's going to be a blast.
In other news, got my Halloween costume all figured out. But it's a secret, so you will all just have to wait. Unless I don't see you on Halloween, then I will post a picture of me all gussied up.
OK, what other topics to cover....hmmm, not allowed to write about Biff (he gets embarassed or something-ooops, I did it again.)
OK, I'm out.

Saturday, September 17, 2005

10 years ago, by request.

Geez, 10 years ago I was 24! Twenny fore. What year was that, 1995? Hmmm.... Lets' see.
I had just purchased my super cool 95 Honda Civic EX with VTEC engine in a smashing shade of Paradise Blue Green Pearl.
I was living with this asshole (a manager of a Home Depot) who always said he was "farting through silk" if things were going well. I am proud to say I never picked up on this phrase.
I was working at the Home Depot at the Special Services Desk. This was a very stressful position to be in especially on a Saturday morning all by myself. One total creep told me I needed to "get some". It would put me in a "better mood". I was so glad when he was caught "shoplifting" later that day.
Mental state? Not good. Living with asshole who at this time wanted me to convert to Christianity if I ever expected him to marry me. On our first date he told me I was going to hell. Seem to hear THAT a lot in my life. I guess everyone knows better cuz they believe in fairy tales. Anywho, I was young and impressionable (has anything changed? other than the young part?) and I agreed to go to this church with him. He was not a member of any church and BTW was very mean to his mother, so I didn't think he was a very good "christian" or anything. But I did agree to give it a shot and we wound up at this trailer that said first church of white trash on the outside and don'tcha know it, there was some white guy up in the front of the trailer, I guess that was the kitchen at some time, and he was a strummin that geeetar and a singin some jesus loves us song and the women in the front row were a swoonin and sayin thank you jesus, etc. I burst into tears and ran outta there. I thought, omg I have seen some things in my life, but I did not know people places things such as that were real and would be a part of MY life.
Our relationship went from bad to worse. You know when you tell someone you love them and they say NOTHING back that you are in trouble.
I moved back in with my parents shortly after and stayed with them for 6 months until I bought my little condo. I immediately got some kind of cold, was very depressed, and wanted to kill my mother. We actually got into one of the worst fights we have ever had. I realized that I could NEVER live with her again, because you see, I was 24, not 12. I didn't want to tell her who, what, when, where, how.
The day I moved into my condo was the best day and the worst day. You see, my Dad had hoped that I could just live with them until I got married at some point, and I could save some money. I laughed at this then because as you now know, I had just broken up with asshole boyfriend and marriage was not on the mind. I laugh now because I am 34 and still not married, poor Dad. I remember sitting on my free couch with my 19" TV and a bag of cheetos and thinking, this is going to be great. Then I remember hearing a noise and rocking back and forth saying "everything's gonna be alright" over and over.
Thanks for making me look back at that to see how far I have come.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005


Okay so there's this thing I like to do. It's called stressing. I like to think of it as a hobby, but it is not very productive a hobby like cleaning would be. Therefore, I like to create enough stomach acid to picture my stomach contents on an ocean wave during high tide. Oh, look, a frito. He's doing well, hanging on....ooooh, he fell off and was quickly dissolved. Next!
What causes me to stress so? Well, the runaround from the hoe bag's insurance company for one. Then the fact that my MINI has a poltergeist invading it's electrical system. Other than that, everything is ducky. Except of course for the fact that I just used the word ducky which reminds me of that movie with Molly Ringwald.....Pretty in Pink. Geez, her dress at the end of that movie was NAS-TEE! Anyway, thanks for letting me vent. Hope you enjoyed this little story.

Friday, September 09, 2005

me want this...

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Thursday, September 08, 2005

People a suuuuuuck

Monday, September 05, 2005

Sunset on the freeway