impressive!

this is an impressive little squirrel!

happy thanksgiving

with thanksgiving right around the corner i wanted to recall some of my best thanksgiving memories.

i think only two have been truly memorable. the year my parents split, [what was left of] my family didn't have much of a thanksgiving, or if we did i wasn't invited. so i made other plans, and somehow, that ended up being having thanksgiving dinner with my best friend's mom, just her & me. i think her daughters were celebrating with their father that year, so she was going to be alone & i was going to be alone so we decided to be alone together.

we ended up going to salty's on alki for the thanksgiving dinner buffet, then watched the mr. bean movie where we giggled and laughed like little kids throughout the movie. i can't even remember if i thought the movie was funny or if i was just laughing and having a good time because she was enjoying it so much. it left quite an impression on my friend's mom, because she brings it up every single year, about how she remembers how much fun she had that thanksgiving. and it makes me so happy to hear it, and a great memory to look back on, despite some of the life hurdles that year.

the next one was when my sister and i were living in arizona with my aunt & uncle. my cousin and his family had flown in, so my sister and i were sharing my room, and sharing my waterbed. my aunt is a fantastic cook, so we gorged ourselves on the great food - turkey, stuffing, potatoes, corn, and for us young folks, fruit punch. later that night after we had gone to bed, i was partially woken by a noise that sounded like a sneeze. i'm a pretty heavy sleeper and enjoy my sleep, so i just started drifting back to sleep when my sister wakes me up and says "i just threw up."

"what?"

"i just threw up."

the image of corn in a fruit punch dyed half digested thanksgiving meal is something i will never forget. did i mention it was in my hair? it was everywhere.

happy eating. :)

hey ya

i've heard outkast's hey ya song plenty of times. it's catchy and upbeat, and i've really enjoyed it since it came out. made me happy.

but i really loved the song when obadiah parker did a cover of it. you can see him singing it and fantastically integrated with the original hey ya music video here.

i was walking my dog today and listening on this version on my ipod. and for the first time, in the maybe 70-90 times i've heard this song, i really listened to the lyrics. this isn't just some hip hop (is outkast hip hop?) song that goes "what's cooler than being cool? ice cold! i wanna see ya'll on your baddest behavior!" the first few lyrics really surprised me.

my baby don't mess around because she loves me so and this i know for sure
but does she really wanna but can't stand to see me walk out the door?
i can't stand to fight the feeling cause the thought alone is killing me right now
thank god for mom and dad for sticking two together cause we don't know how

hey ya...

you think you got it but got it just don't get it till there's nothing at all
we get together but separates always better when there's feelings involved
if what they say is "nothing is forever" then what makes love the exception?
so why are we so in denial when we know we're not happy here

and then the rest of the song is just dance off, pants off. well, not pants off, but you know, shake it like a polaroid picture. (which you're not really supposed to shake, btw, if you when them to develop properly).

anyway, it's just that i've heard this song so many times and never listened to the lyrics. this once happy song actually made me feel so sad when i really heard what the lyrics were saying. guess sad songs and waltzes don't have to always come in the form you'd expect.

and in celebrity news...

amy winehouse: i just can't get into this chick. this article about her latest show in birmingham is just confirmation to me why i don't like her and more reason to not buy her music. from what i've read, she allegedly called her audience a four letter c-word. is that how you treat your fans? tickets to shows aren't really cheap, especially if you're paying through ticketmaster's ridiculous convenience charges. (which is another story; i hate going to a $30 concert and end up paying close to $100 to get 2 tickets to go. argh!)

from the article, she says:

"Let me tell you something. First of all, if you're booing you're a mug for buying a ticket,"

fair enough. i think anyone who would go to an amy winehouse concert is a mug. or do i? i don't even know what a mug is, besides something i use to drink hot cocoa out of. or in slang terms, i know it as a face. "a mug only a mother could love." k, thank goodness for urban dictionary.

Mug is an insult. Mainly an English term, so I'd appreciate it if my yank friends wouldnt vote a thumbs down just because you've never heard it before, awrite? Good, ya mug. Its hard to give a precise definition, but basically a mug is a naive or easily cheated person, an idiot, or just somebody you dont like

then she says:

"Second, to all those booing, just wait 'til my husband gets out of incarceration. And I mean that."

what the hell is that threat supposed to mean? she's going to sic him on them?

the article goes on to say "She also allegedly called them an unflattering epithet involving monkeys." i seem to have a lack of imagination, i can't figure out what this unflattering epithet might be. let me know if you know.

i know - she was lovesick. she misses her husband. she's a recovering addict. etc. etc. etc. but this is her job. people are paying to hear her sing, and put on a performance. if she's not feeling up to it, don't do it. cancel the show. you're notorious for it anyway. don't take it out on your fans (now probably ex-fans). i don't go to work and cry about the shit that goes on in my life to everyone and she shouldn't either.

does she remind anyone else of janice from friends? oh, i'm not the only one; apparently others do think so.

heidi klum: here's the headline:

Britney gives Heidi Klum key parenting advice: Supermodel thankful after Spears shows her how to properly diaper baby

and the quote:

Britney went on to solve the diaper mystery that was perplexing Heidi. “You know these sticky things on the side? I never knew that they were there. To close them in the front, I was always putting string around. I had no idea,” Klum said to Ellen.“It’s very clever,” she added. “I learned a lot of things.”

why are these people breeding.

i love sausage...

...but here's a man that truly loves his sausage

this article is about how birds are cleaned from an oil spill. if they took volunteers, i would volunteer. i think this would be a rewarding experience.

elephant alcoholics and bitches, oh my!

after many years (2) of forgetting about this site and then remembering it, i was excited to discover that i had 3 comments on my last blog! really? someone read my page actually AND had something to contribute? turns out it was just spam. now i can't figure out how to remove it.

i get wrapped up in my own day to day that i neglect what's happening out there in the world. i need to try to make an effort to read the "paper" more (ie daily news online) and when i do, i find the strangest articles.

one i want to mention is about paris hilton helping drunken elephants. at first, i thought it was in reference to britney. (badoom tshhh...thank you, thank you, i'll be here all week.) really? so after a stint in jail for drunken driving, her first attempt at 'a new face' is to tackle "drunk elephants?" this made me laugh.

"The elephants get drunk all the time. It is becoming really dangerous. We need to stop making alcohol available to them."

i wanted to read this article again yesterday so i went back to the original page where i had seen it, only to find that it was retracted and paris hilton's publicists deny her making any comments about elephants with alcohol addictions. oh well.

the second article worth mentioning is about an indian man who marries a dog. though this is where i first saw the story, i saw another article about it today that says:

"After a long search for a 'suitable bride', Selvakumar managed to get a four-year-old mongrel bitch from a friend..."

i can only hope that's that my own wedding announcement may go. how romantic.

lastly, i read an article today that a woman has "core-gasms" while doing ab work. are you freaking serious? if i could experience this, i would be working out way more. i still don't even know what a runner's high is, despite the many, many miles i've run. i feel like i'm really missing out. :(

in other news, i am thoroughly irritated with how PC everyone has to be these days and how overly sensitive people are to so many issues. i just learned that "siamese twin" is no longer PC. really? who decided that? and why? why is that so offensive?

so remember, ladies and gentlemen, it's not "midgets" it's "little people" and it's not "siamese twins" it's "conjoined twins."

ps. on that note, my first blog post on this blog probably isn't PC at all. oops.