Mettle me this, Batman

Okay, I give. Sending this back to the date from whence it came...

A lert, A lert: I'm putting this at the top until it's solved. All 10. So, unless you wanna keep seeing this post at the top... :)

Okay, let's try this out. I'm going to post 10 books, TV shows, and movies that I absolutely love or did love at some point in my life and you comment on who is my favorite character. If you guess correctly then I cross out the line and give up my answer to the world.

1. Cowboy Bebop - Ein (Bdogg's guess)
2. Confederacy of Dunces - Ignatius (ACW's guess)
3. Clockwatchers - Margaret (DLil's second guess)
4. Beetlejuice - Barbara (Mel's guess, DLil's second guess) and Juno, your case worker (Bdogg's guess)
5. The Office (UK version) - Dawn (Avi's second guess)
6. The Office (US version) - Pam (Avi's guess)
7. E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial - Gertie (ACW's guess)
8. Pancakes for Breakfast (slightly a trick question)
9. Bubba Ho-Tep - Jack/JFK (Avi's guess)
10. Shaun of the Dead*

I stole this from B. I'm looking very much forward to your guesses.

*Update: Four months later, Avi has asked me to post my answer to #10. It's Dianne. I love Lucy Davis. Who doesn't?

Lying low.

Shhhhh, I'm hiding in my office. Ducking, with the light off, trying to keep the evil work gods away. So far today has been the lowest key day I've had since May. I'm definitely knocking on wood and pretending I didn't just tell you this so that I don't suddenly get a ton of work dumped on me.

In my hushed state, I will return comment on one subject: I believe that Bree and Daniel are real kids just making videos. I occasionally correspond with Bree via YouTube email, or someone who says she's Bree. To those who doubt Bree's realness: How do I know any of you are real? And, how do you know I'm real? I could be some dude with a Harley and a six-pack o' Bud hanging out online to score me some tasty babes. ... ... And, how would you know? It's about trust. You either trust or you don't. Some people trust in a god; I choose to trust in Bree. To each one's own.

Okay, and now I'm all jumpy excited because I got quoted about the whole LG15 thing! W00t! :)

Away message

Let's just cut to the chase, shall we? I'll be unavailable until at least Thursday. I might post random entries, but I really shouldn't be doing that. I won't be visiting the old blog haunts in the sidebar until at least Saturday. I am corporate's bitch until then, and there is nothing (short of quitting) that I can do about it. But, you all have fun in blogland! At least I defiantly wore my LURKER shirt underneath my striped button-down shirt. :D Oh, but then I banged my knee. Really hard. And then banged exactly the same spot again. Ice pack. Yup.

Okay, so, let's not make this any more awkward than it needs to be. I hate goodbyes, even if they're brief. So, see ya!

Oh, one more thing. As you may have figured out by a few of my postings, I have a special place in my heart for lonelygirl15 (real name “Bree” who, by the way, is authentic) so I'll leave you with my favorite video of her which likely makes no sense unless you watch all of her videos (start with the bottom/oldest). It's a bit soap opera-ish, but light-hearted at the same time. (Hi, Bree! (: :) (: :) (: :)

Shopping!

Hay and I went proper grocery shopping today! I love it when we do that! So much junk food in the house! Including, but not limited to: peanut butter Twix, Gifford's cake batter ice cream, Nestlé Toll House chocolate chunk cookies (ready-to-bake variety), Pinwheels, Ritz toasted cheese chips, Austin peanut butter crackers, extra sharp cheddar, swiss cheese, maple smoked cheddar, frou-frou cracker variety for the cheese, Snickers ice cream bars, chocolate chip muffins, Ciabatta bread (for the sole purpose of slathering it with 3 T of butter, which I've done already today), Pepperidge Farms garlic bread, potato and cheddar pierogies, whipped cream cheese for sesame bagels, and peach iced tea. The receipt is in Hay's pocket and he's doing a bit of napping right now, or I'd give you the complete list. I think that's probably long enough to drive a few of you a little wild, though. ;)

Update: Got to look at the receipt, and I only left out one item. (How could I forget?) Bacon!

Update update: Oops, oh yah. And a marble cake with white frosting and red piping frosting and confetti candies.

Update update update: Crap! Okay, last one. Reese's peanut butter cups with caramel! Sooooooo tasty.

When cats rule the earth (which would be today)

Allie got out of the house tonight. I was pretty much certain she was gone forever, with either wild animals eating her or the call of the wild attracting her too strongly.* She came home. I've chewed her out, explained that she made a poor life decision. She doesn't see things my way, and has turned an icy shoulder toward me.

Let me back up. Allie was a 5-month-old stray living in a shelter when I met her. I fell in love with her. I brought her home and kept her inside all to myself for 3 years.

Then my parents moved out of state and left my childhood cat, Little Kitty, to stay with me. LK was an outdoor cat. Allie learned quickly. One day Hay and I came home from work to find that our second story bedroom window's screen was on the ground. ... ... *sigh* *deep breath* Allie was so anxious to be outdoors with her big sister that she shoved the screen out and jumped. When we came home it was raining and she was mewing from underneath the neighbor's car. She didn't understand what to do outside (yet), she just knew she wanted to be there.

For the next 3 years, against Hay's and my wishes, Allie was an outdoor kitty. Unfortunately, she began bringing home more and more trophies, many of which she didn't bother to kill so that there were mice, chipmunks, moles, and varying sizes of birds running around our apartment partly chewed and very scared. Allie's attitude became progressively worse as well. She would hiss, bite, scratch, and growl at us. She never wanted any attention, and acted almost cavecattish, coming inside only to drink clean water and have uninterrupted sleep.

Then we moved to the country, and both Allie and Little Kitty got a “do over”. Under the guise of concern that wild animals would eat them or cars would run them over, we told the kittos they could not under any circumstances go outside. It was a tough fight, but Hay and I stood our ground for the next 3 years. Allie's personality began to mellow again. She would tolerate us giving her affection, and would even come lie down in our laps to purr and drool as we patted her head and stroked the fur along her back.

Along the way LK lost her battle with various ailments a 19-year-old cat just can't win, but Allie has never forgotten her days of freedom. So, tonight when I saw that the screen door and the glass door to the deck were both open my heart didn't even bother to sink because I just knew Allie was outside and wasn't coming back. She is happiest outdoors, that's where she can romp around, eat animals and grass, beat up neighbor kitties, and soak up the sunshine.

For whatever reason, Allie did come home. She hissed and scratched and kicked at me when I tried to check her for bugs and wounds. She threw up gigantic strands of grass all over the dining room floor. She may have a disease from rubbing noses with a neighbor kitty.** But, she's my girl and she is always welcome in this house until she's done with this life.



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*She does not wear a collar. She used to. I even have a tag that says her name and our phone number on it, but I challenge you to get a collar on her and keep it on.

**This is the part that scares me the most, that she now has feline leukemia or something else communicable and will share it with the other girls. I would be devastated if all of my kitties became sick and died within a short time.

A deserved spot in the que la freakando f?! files

Mr. Britney Spears will star in a future episode of CSI as a menacing teen.

For the Super Mario Brothers fans

Just(in) tell me which way you like that

Okay, I lied. I quickly visited Perez and found another song from Justin Timberlake. I am swooning. My knees are weak. I totally want to MAKE OUT WITH JT RIGHT. NOW. !.

I am so glad I pre-ordered the album.

Reruns

Busy day today. Have a donut, read some archives, enjoy your day. BBL. :)

“There are nine eight planets in our solar system”

Pluto is no longer a planet. :(

In my inbox

I didn't get a chance to check work email yesterday, so just read ZDNet UK's newsletter from yesterday which states:

Microsoft probes Gervais video leak
In 2003, Ricky Gervais and Stephen Merchant produced two training videos for Microsoft UK on the condition that they would not be released to the public. Now they have leaked, and Gervais wants to know why

http://newsletters.zdnetuk.cneteu.net/t/133260/1882716/206052/0/

Oops. Here are the videos from Google for your viewing pleasure. And, in case those go away, here are a bunch of the YouTube versions.

Success!

Guess whaaaaaaaaat? Got my braces off today. I did! You wanna see photos, don't you. Okay, okay okay. I'll do that whole before and after thing. Except I seem to have lost my before picture. When I do find it I will post it. For now, here goes...

With braces:


This afternoon:



my teeth

I had a hard time getting a photo of my “permanent” (two-year) retainer on my lower teeth, but I'm not sure I can get a better one, so here's a photo I am borrowing from a Danish website that better illustrates the retainer affixed to my bottom teeth:


not my teeth

For two years I will need to use threaded floss on the bottom six front teeth.

I have to wear a clear retainer over my top teeth all the time for eight weeks:



I cannot for the life of me pronounce S's or soft C's with it in. My real first name has one of those in it. It thucks. I'm all lithpy again. I had to record a phone message for my work phone today and I had to remove the retainer or else it sounded like I was 6 years old without my two front teeth and with my thumb thuck in my mouth. Anyway, real point of telling you about the retainer: I won't be doing teeth whitening until I only have to wear the retainer at nighttime.

I don't know the terminology to differ between the clear retainer that covers all of my teeth (my co-worker said her orthodontist called it a splint) but in 8 weeks I will begin wearing a retainer that sits on the roof of my mouth:



Like this one, only in
fuchsia instead of the scary
patriotism color palette

Since I will only wear that at night for sleeping my co-worker and the ortho assistant suggested choosing a fun color, so I went with fuchsia. Don't have that retainer yet, but when I do I'll post about it.

Two things I can now eat with reckless abandon -- gum and peanuts:



Yippy!

Highlight of my day

Although there were many, it had to be saving three spiders from certain peril, including this little man:



(Yes, TJ, that link on my bookmarks bar is to the Orisinal of fun. :)

Did I mention it's the busy season at work? It's been the busy season since May, but it's now THE BUSY SEASON *alert alert alert*.

I did not win $1 million via my Butterfinger bar today. That makes me sad.

I did something yesterday that I ashamed about, and Hay found out about it in the middle of the night. When he woke me up out of a dead sleep I lied to him. This morning I told him I lied and apologized for doing so, and for doing what I did in the first place. It's too private to say more than that. I'm just feeling detached from the whole situation. It's over with, it's just disappointing. I know that I did what I did because I am feeling too much pressure to succeed at too many things. I prefer a Lazlo Hollyfeld-type of lifestyle, but instead I have a Martha Stewart life. Minus the jail time and house arrest.

I moderated a meeting this morning at which I attempted to joke around, and it fell pretty flat so I said something like, “ohhhkay, too early in the morning for joking around about [insert whatever I was talking about]” then after that everyone woke up and laughed at all my jokes. I'm funny! Laugh at me, dammit! :)

I share a phone with one of my co-workers, so every time it rings we have to get up and see which one of us it's for. I hate that. Neither of us wants to use the phone, so how's about we unplug the damn thing and leave it at that?

Je suis une potty-mouthe. :) Fuck fuck fuck.

Okay, have a great Tuesday! I will blog at you later, mes ami(e)s de blogville.

All Your Snakes Are Belong To Us

The movie may not have been as successful as the hype, but once you're spoofed by AYBABTU you are a cult classic. I present to you AYSABTU:




Oh, right right right, almost forgot: There are a lot of snakes in this video.

LURKER

You know what never gets old? Finding out there are bloggers out there who link to me who I've never heard/read of before. It's exhilarating to think others care. And, I enjoy the reciprocation the most. :)


This neatly fits into my next segue: I bought a shirt that Stacy designed which simply says:



I shall be wearing it once Hay finds it on top of the dryer and adds it to a load of dirties, or when I can't stand it anymore and must wash it myself. :)

Nothin' wrong with a little lovin'

Avi tagged me again, so I'm at least going to steal something “Kirktastic” from him this time:


Click for the larger version

And now, the meme (which I think I've done before, but my answers have inevitably changed over the year and a half I've been blogging):

4 jobs I’ve had:
1. IT professional
2. Some iteration of IT professional
3. Doctor's office check-out person for a predominantly homeless population (I was trying to save the world)
4. Manager* of a team of IT professionals
*in name only because they were too cheap to give me the raise that was supposed to with it!

4 movies I could watch over and over:
1. Shaun of the Dead
2. Kill Bill: Vol 1/2
3. Clerks I/II
4. 9 to 5

4 places I have lived:
1. Down the street
2. Up the street
3. Next state over
4. Back home

TV shows I love to watch:
1. Dead Like Me
2. So You Think You Can Dance / American Idol (seasonally)
3. The Office (UK/US, it's all good)
4. My Name Is Earl

4 places I have been on vacation:
1. 33982
2. 4000
3. W1C 1AP
4. 44°29'34"N, 63°55'03"W

4 websites I visit daily:
1. The blogroll
2. The celeblogroll
3. Various pages within my employer's site (Monday-Friday only)
4. digg (this isn't true, but I don't have a specific fourth, and it's the one I visit most frequently)

4 fave foods:
1. Cheese cheese cheese cheese
2. Tacos!
3. A nice, juicy, unbloody-looking steak, perhaps au poivre
4. Flourless chocolate cake with chocolate shavings on the top

4 places I’d like to be right now:
1. At B's house
2. At Stacy's house
3. NYC with Jules
4. Europe
4b. Toronto, Quebec, or Nova Scotia

4 people I am tagging:
1. You
2. You
3. You
4. ...and, you there! In the corner!

My weekend

I didn't try the fried raviolis. Yet.

I did have an awesome weekend.

I did go to bed early Friday, Saturday, and Sunday night! Never happens!

I did watch Brick and Slipstream (1989) and have decided that they are both weird. I also watched Life Is Not a Fairytale: The Fantasia Barrino Story which wasn't weird, but rather was sad.

I did wonder how things between Bree/lonelygirl15 and Daniel/Danielbeast were going. (Today's video says Bree is trying a peace offering; no word yet if Daniel accepts.)

I did spend a lot of time with the kitties.

I did take photos of the largest cucumber I've ever seen, which we grew in our own garden.


The cucumber, measuring in at 14”
(yes, that's Hay's thumb)


The inside of said cucumber

I did try to get a perfect photo of a very beautiful moth who was on the outside of the patio door while it was dark outside. Try, of course, being the operative word.


Yes, I gave the poor little guy red eye
I'm going to moth Hell

I love the boys

This morning, while my husband slept fitfully beside me, I had a dream that I tried to cuddle with Perez Hilton but he pushed me away in repulsion. I'm cute! I'm so offended. I know he lets other girls cuddle with him, why not me?? I'm such a whore. Hey, maybe Kristin Cavallari⁶ and I can be BFF!

Anyway, he posted a new video for Jessica Simpson's A Public Affair as done by Back Dorm Boys whose videos are all over YouTube now that it exists, but who I first mentioned back in January. I am so psyched to see they're doing oodles of videos because the one who always sits on my right (his left) is such a friggin' hottie that I want to make out with him. But, I digress. Go watch them! And, I'll add back in my very favoritest, As Long As You Love Me by BSB:

fried green tomatoes (or, not)

Has anyone had fried ravioli (cheese version)? Can you tell me what it's like before I venture into that culinary adventure? The idea of bread crumbs and pasta seems so odd to me. And then you fry it!! I bet it's delicious, it's just weird sounding.

my 808

Did you know that I'm bossy? *

And in case you're wondering what that lyric really is, it's:
I told young stunna he should switch to Bape
(not to bass or da gate - I have ears!)



*Don't click that unless you have headphones on or you're alone, or of course unless you're a huge Kelis fan and you don't care who knows it.

What the hell is wrong with me?!

I'm an old lady! I'm not supposed to like Hilary Duff!



Perez is calling her the American Kylie Minogue, after previously just calling her nasty things like Horse Face. So, I think this song is pretty amazing, even if repetitive like all the other songs I've ever heard her sing (like beat of my heart, the beat of heart, the beat of my heart it tears us apart, the beat of my heart, the beat of my heart, the beat of my heart, now Im back to the start, repeat!!!, argh!!!!).

Busy much? (a cautionary tale*)

Yesterday's highlights:

1. *B telling me her hotel story, which made me LOL (this story involves “poo”, sorry if you were munching on some cheese)
   
2. Work work work work work work work (is that really a highlight?)
   
3. My buddy who teaches security classes scoring only one point higher than I did on the first practice test :P (to be fair, I teach security classes too, but to end users; he teaches to people who want to be security experts)
   
4. Trying to watch a slasher film after hours while waiting for Hay, but having a co-worker come in to chat about pulled pork and anime
   
5. *Pot roast and mashed taters directly followed by explosive diarrhea at Dad and Stepmom's house (hope you weren't eating when you read that)
   
6. Coming to the Laguna Beach realizations that: Kristin is a bitch and a whore; all the boys on the show are whores, too
   
7. *Watching Allie projectile vomit all over Hay's sofa and the floor in front of it because she ate too much dried cat nip that a co-worker gave me (sorry about the eating! in fact, maybe you should just stop eating for now)
   
8. *Soaking my foot in apple cider vinegar because I read on a website that was a good thing to do for unmentionable disgustingness of the foot (again, hope you weren't eating!)
   
9. Waking up on the couch to noise outside, trying to decide if I should walk out in just my underwear, deciding against it in case I had to fight with someone, putting on Hay's PJ bottoms and walking outside to find a big-ass raccoon hanging out on the ground of the feeders, then RUNNING AWAY (in case you were wondering, Hay was asleep on his couch and he didn't wake up until I started yelling at him about the raccoon when I ran back in the house)
   
10. Dreaming of a possible intrusion in the house, but realizing (in my dream!) how clean the house was so I didn't care as much if there was an intruder

Ahhh, I amuse myself. :) It's great to be me... All of the above things add up to me being behind in blogs and celebrity news and world news and and and, but I shall catch up.

Jealousy (jealousy, jealousy) is such an evil thing

In case your initials are M.i.L. the full CD for Paris Hilton's self-titled album Paris is at AOL. (I hook a sistah up. I do!)

This time it won't end beautifully.

Did you know that August 22 is the end of the world? I didn't know either! Bry-guy told me!

(Bryan, how are we supposed to vote for you for president if the world ends and you die before reaching 35?!?!)

In protest I exclaim: Hiroshima mon amour!

nekkid

I have a friend who does this, but he's a man and has horrible handwriting so I'm guessing this isn't his:



Photo source: PostSecret

Dogdogdog

This dog got a little too frisky with me, trying to lick my crotch when I got up to leave, but he was a nice pup while I was kneeled down on the ground with him.

An Avitable Meme

Avi likes to tag me. He has one of those sick senses of humor, but if he can make it so that I can blog during work for religious purposes I'll be his meme puppet. :D I'm still gonna get an F for not playing fair, but I'm not giving up the goods, so stop trying to steal my identity! :P

Without further delay...

1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet and current street name)
Garfield Falls

2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (grandfather/grandmother on your mom's side, your favorite candy)
Barbara Butterfinger

3. YOUR "FLY GIRL/GUY" NAME: (first initial of first name, first two or three letters of your middle name)
P-Mil

4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal)
Green Cat

5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)
Milicent Poppyland

6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name, first 2 letters of mom's maiden name and first 3 letters of the town you grew up in.)
CedPo SeChi

7. Omitted. See the source code if you really wanna see it.


8. SUPERHERO NAME: (your favorite color, favorite drink)
The Green Fountain Soda!

And now, the tags! Haha! Ha! Ha.
B, P'nut, Jules, Kim, and Maman. Oh, and ACW -- if you're still reading my blog, you's tagged, boy! Anyone else who wants to do this go right ahead. A few of you I considered but thought perhaps this meme might be too embarrasing and personal for you to do. But, what do I know?

So white trash / sooo gnarly!

Hay and I went to see Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby today. I thought it was pretty hilarious, so white trash that the shock was hysterical. It had an appropriately tragic story line and a creative comeback scenario. I'm going A for plot, A+++ for potty-mouthed children, and A for the overall movie. I guess I was born for the trash. Ya know, I used to live the trash so it has a special spot in my heart that I can't quite rip out without causing irreparable damage to myself, so I'll keep it. :D


After the movie we went to Olive Garden to grab a bite and some of our favorite black tie mousse cake. We have yet to eat it, because we took it to go, but I'm pretty psyched to have some black tie mousse cake in my mouth. While I was writing this Hay got me a piece! Oh, baby baby baby.

Since MTV was showing a marathon of the original Laguna Beach and I enjoyed The Hills so much, I set the LB episodes up to record and have been watching a bunch of them this evening. I had no idea that Kristin is such a nasty girl! Man! I understand that she hates Lauren for a good reason (hooking up with her man), but she is just a negative person. Just a snotty girl. I hope she's grown up since then... And she says gnarly a lot. Who says that? Surfers, sure. Oh, right, she lives in “The OC” and (in the show) dates a surfer. Gnarly.

Quickies

I do appreciate that Kristen told me that Dead Like Me reruns are being shown on Sci Fi, but watching the episodes makes me remourn the show's untimely demise.

I love popcorn. Like, a lot. Butter, please. And a bit of salt. And, when it's HOT and crunchy, and some of the kernels are that almost burnt consistency? Yahhhhhh....

I think I've spoken about popcorn before, but. It's my blog.

It just occurred to me that B was supposed to travel today and I'm not sure if she got to where she was going or if she refused to throw away all of her toiletries in true Texas defiance! Or, something like that. I just hope she's okay. (B, are you okay?)

I have a small clerical supplies addiction - slash - fettish - fixation. I've been this way since around age 6. I always assumed I'd be the manager of an office with a big supply closet. That hasn't quite been realized, and I dumbly warned the business manager that if he sees me dipping into the supplies more than once a week he needs to have a chat with me.

star through five

In case you were wondering about this mysterious test I keep practicing for, here are some of the pre-alphabet terms I indexed for said test:

You wanted to know all that, didn't you? Just the tip o' the old Titanic iceberg. Now you understand why I am so bugged about my summer being eaten away by this. I've started to read the material for exam 2, even though I don't take exam 1 until August 19. (Yah, I said a Saturday...)

Cute belly alert

I don't know if Pam is or isn't pregnant (only because she has made comments indicating that she is), but her belly is cute in this photo:



Now, I know a lot of folks are poo-pooing the marriage of Pam to Kid Rock, but I think the two make a great pair and that they really love each other. I wish them eternal double happiness. Ain't nothin' wrong with a little white trash, as long as both involved are independently wealthy and not mooching off each other. (You know who I mean.)


Belly shot credit: X17
Double happiness credit: MJD Designs

NO NO LIQUIDS

Back in late 2001, all of 2002, and even part of 2003 news like this would have scared me shitless, but instead I smiled and shook my head when I saw this on CNN's front page:



Leave alone the comedic factor that a double negative in English equals a positive, and therefore this sign is promoting the carrying of liquids in the right visual. It's not that I don't take this stuff seriously, it's just that the image comes on the heels of me reading an article on /. where the Department of Homeland Security suddenly finds it imperative to do Windows updates. Somehow the combo of the two events tickles my sickly dark side.

On a more serious note, COULD YOU PLEASE STOP USING MY HERITAGE HOMELAND TO CAUSE SHIT TO GO DOWN IN THE WORLD?!?!?!?! I would like to be able to return to England one day and maintain my sense of pride about it. All y'all bad guys keep effing with it and that's really not making the Popster too happy. You don't want to see an angry Poppy. For reals, yo. So, go blow each other up in space and leave the rest of us, including England and the United Sates, OUT. OF. IT. *mutter*

/rant


Photo credit: CNN, AP News

Don't let the sun go down on me

Dearest blogland friends,

I am taking my second practice test today. I need luck, so please wish it. I won't be posting until after I take it or resolutely decide not to bother, but that's doubtful. Since I plan on taking it after work and the test is 3 hours I honestly don't expect to post again today. I don't know why I'm telling you this, but I do feel guilty when I think of all the people who come for a daily dose of my zaniness and there's nothing here.

À bientôt,
~P


Update: I smoked that test's ass with more than an hour to spare. YAH, BOY! Too bad it was just the practice test...

Yippy!

Dear Lauren of The Hills/Laguna Beach fame,

Thank you so much for growing up and realizing what a loser Jason is. I am so proud of you! I'm buying you a pony as a reward, did you hear? Expect said pony on your doorstep by noon tomorrow.

xoxoxo,
~Poppy

Why IT plus people don't mix (aka “duck and cover”)

I just came back from lunch with a co-worker to find that one of my other co-workers went “postal” and destroyed a keyboard in the hallway outside our offices. Yikes. If I never post another blog entry again you'll know why.

Woah.

Disturbing. Somehow having animated bunnies portray the film Office Space in 30 seconds is just. ... Wrong. (I know, I'm a hypocrite, I thought it was effing hilarious for A Christmas Story.)

Almost famous

Guess what I have in common with the following alledgedly famous people: Alan Ladd, Alyson annigan, Barbara Eden, Britney Spears, Carole Lombard, Christina Ricci, Debra Winger, Elizabeth Taylor, James Madison, Jane Seymour, Janet Jackson, Joan Crawford, Kelly Ripa, Liza Minnelli, Mena Suvari, Michael J. Fox, Pink, Priscilla Presley, Ricki Lake, Rod Serling, Sarah Jessica Parker, Scarlett Johannson, Valerie Bertinelli, and Winona Ryder.

The real me.

Today is a day where I feel like screaming at the top of my lungs while I completely trash my room, flailing all around so as not to miss any object that happened to be firmly planted on any given surface. Except I'm a grownup and I don't have a room of my own. Oh, and I'm at work.

It's in the 80s today, which is a lot better than it has been, so in quiet defiance to Mother Nature I am wearing my winter mock pea coat.

I won something!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!@@@@!!!!!$$$!!!!#$$!@#@#$!!

Vera at I'm Not Obsessed informed me that I WON her contest! Today is a good day.

Oh, and I also am going to see Barnyard avec my stepmother. I'm not too excited to see that particular movie, so I have super low expectations. Oh, and earplugs. Movies with lots of kids sometimes need earplugs.

Supahero*

After three seasons of Making the Band Diddy finally created ... Danity Kane.



Que pensez-vous? I think it's a bit unremarkable and Aubrey is sexpotting herself too hard, but I still feel a sense of pride about the whole thing. Not sure why, but these girls are close to my heart. I'm pretty confident they'll become more polished in future videos and give us some really great stuff. I've been wrong before, but I don't want to be.



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*When asked what Danity Kane means D. Woods explained that it was a character she made up to represent all the ladies in one symbol. Hence the name of the post. Yup.

Guessing game.

I'm pretty sure I saw someone die today.

I had an awesome time.

It was really muddy.

Do you know what I was doing?

No, I'm not kidding about the death part. And, somehow, that was overlooked in the day...


(If you really need a hint click here.

...

If you need another hint click here.)

noise maker

I had something to say, but the dog ate it. (No, we don't suddenly have a dog.)

Oh, oh oh oh!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GEORGIE PIE!!!! You're now in your terrible twos!!!

I realize this is cat related so should hypothetically be on the CheezyCatz blog, but I'm a proud furry kid parent and I will make announcements about their birthdays on my blog as I see fit. Cat haters avert Thine eyes! :)

Georgie taking a snooze in her first birthday cat bed

“I'm a PC.”

Stick with it, you'll see why about a minute inward:



If you watched this and didn't get it, then you need to be visiting the Apple site a bit more. Or watching TV once in a while.

My source: MollyGood

que la freakando f?!

This is a video taken of Britney by Kevin before they were married. If I saw this video on YouTube of two unfamous people I would not even bother with it. This is totally like a really bad accident you drive by but stare at. Eeek.

My source: Tabloid Whore!

Freedom fries return to 3 francs for the large, 2 francs for the small

Freedom fries will again be known as French fries. Take that, GW! Thanks, Moxie. :)


(Yes, I am aware that Europe uses “Euros” now, whatever those are! [said in a pretend-snobby accent])

NOT a pickup line: Sugar tits

I absolutely do not condone ANYTHING that Mel Gibson did or said, and do not accept ANY of his apologies. He is indefinitely on my SHIT LIST for his worse-than-poor example as a role model by: drinking and driving, mistreating law officers, and most of all by making RACIST remarks.*

I had NO intention of acknowledging this situation because it's sickening and he doesn't deserve MORE press about it. HOWEVER, sometimes great art comes from VERY unfortunate circumstances:



Source: The Art Pitt via Tabloid Whore!


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*Rehab does not “fix” racism.

You ain't nothin' but a hound dog

BAD DOGGY!!!!!!!!

Hound Dog Mauls Elvis's teddy bear

LONDON (Reuters) - Barney the guard dog went berserk at a teddy bear exhibition in England and ripped the stuffing out of Elvis Presley's beloved bear Mabel, exhibitors said on Thursday.

Wookey Hole Caves, a popular holiday destination in Somerset, southern England, was drawing children with its display of 1,000 precious teddy bears, including Mabel, beloved bear of the King of Rock and Roll.

But, said General Manager Daniel Medley, it all went horribly wrong.

The collection was so valuable that the insurance company insisted the exhibitors guard it with dogs. Barney, a sleek and handsome Dobermann, was dutifully dispatched.

The security guard was doing his normal patrols at the site. He let the dog in, and the dog went on a rampage," Medley told Reuters.

"He started with Mabel, took a very large chunk out of Mabel almost severing her head, and then went mad. It took about 20 minutes to bring him out."

Dozens of other bears were shredded too.

Mabel is the property of Sir Benjamin Slade, a local aristocrat, who says he paid 40,000 pounds ($75,000) at auction for the bear.

Sir Benjamin is "hopping mad," confessed Medley.

As for Barney, "he's going to be retired to a farm where he can chase chickens," Medley said. "We've told the security company we don't want anything nasty to happen to Barney, but we don't want him back." (Reuters)

I didn't cry, but my lip did quiver a bit when I read this. :(

Pine tree investigation concluded

Photos and an explanation of what really happened with the lightning strike to our pine tree are over at flickr.

The Hills finale ***SPOILER ALERT***

I am so disappointed. I knew it was the case, but I cannot believe Lauren chose Jason over the Paris internship. *sigh*

Wow.

Just. Wow.
(Warning: This is a bug video. But, a pretty effing awesome bug video.)



That's a puss caterpillar (although a lot of people mistakenly write it as “pus”.)

Incredible.

Dirrrty

(Continuing the Xtina theme...)

My chipses arrived!



Yippy! We've tried the sour cream & onion and the mesquite bbq. We had previously tried the salt & vinegar which rocked so hard that they made me want to order 8 more bags, resulting in our now massive collection of chips. :)

fleurs-de-cede

Christina Aguilera describes Hay best:

Ain't no other man, can stand up next to you. Ain't no other man on the planet does what you do (what you do). You're the kinda guy, a girl finds in a blue moon. You got soul, you got class. You got style, you bad ass - oh yeah! Ain't no other man its true - alright - Ain't no other man but you.

Hay gave me flowers for passing my pre-test yesterday. Knowing that I prefer a more wild look to the traditional roses, he gave me the bouquet pictured here with Ripley and Georgia. He's such a sweetie pie! (Did I already say that this week? Maybe.)

Sad news

At 4:30am Eastern Standard Time our beloved 50-foot pine tree was struck by lightning. Although the strike appears to be only superficially a split of the bark from top to bottom, there is evidence that the lightning entered the tree and wreaked havoc on its insides. We will be doing a sweep this evening for any wildlife who lost their lives during the strike. Please take a moment of silence to think positive thoughts about our tree so that the power of “I believe!” will keep him alive. Thank you. :)

Quickie review: V for Vendetta

I. loved. it.

The only part I didn't like: there was an image of Baby Jessica (from the well) that was shown as an anarchy shot. I am sure others recognized other inappropriate footage for the anarchy scenes, but that's the one I recognized. Ah, yes, Wikipedia has it:

In the 2006 film V for Vendetta, a clip of young Jessica just after she had been rescued, wrapped in cloth and being carried through a crowd, was used in a sequence of clips depicting suffering during a fictional war in a future United States. Since there were no direct reference to Jessica or her plight in the well in the film, the clip presumably was drawn from archival footage. (referenced page)

Aside from that, I rate it an: A++++++++
(à la Christmas Story)

The story of rebirth, the repeating of history (the Nazis, Hitler, a nation of Fear), la revanche, l'amour... It is beautiful yet cunning. Surprising yet predictable. The ending brought tears to my eyes and sweet pain to my soul. (I'm sorry to be corny, I am trying to use my words to convey my feelings, and I can't quite wrap my heart around the English [or French] language.)

See it. You won't regret it.

Bonne chance et merci pour tous les poissons!

Taking my first of two practice tests for exam 1 (of 2) today. Wish me luck! Or, wish me to fail, that works too.