Wild Snowflake ::
as most blogs go, this is the same...
my life, my thoughts, me, me, me.
Monday, March 31, 2003
Who's just like Mary, Mother of God... it's me, it's me!!!
Talking about having an ego... but according to the personality test I just took I am an INFP just like her, Neil Diamond, and Laura Ingalls Wilder. According to that designation, I should be a musician, writer, counselor, or clergy chick . What's weird is that I remember when I took those high school career tests, I was supposed to be a trapeze artist or priest. It seems like I really haven't changed that much!
I'm not sure how I feel about personality tests... because they can be misused and misinterpretted. A friend of mine (who's taken her company's version of the test and gotten diffrent results every time) who works in HR can only accept applications from certain designations for certain jobs. They've decided that a person must be this kind of person in order to be the best at those jobs. Hello? What happens to diversity and company growth? It's not a sorority, for god's sake.
So I'm a geek... I subscribe to the Word of the Day club. Yesterday's word was Brobdingnagian. I must find a way to use that in a sentence today. Yes, hon, I know what your suggestion would be!
Friday, March 28, 2003
Apparently the guys would made Chicago want to create a new version of Footloose. According to them, they want to make it similar in tone to Moulin Rouge. That's sad to hear considering that movie sucked ( Lucky's uncle even walked out of the theater when he saw it. We didn't have that luxury since we were in my apartment. However, it did provide us with "our song" to sing when we want to pretend to be sappy lovebirds.
I personally feel that nothing can beat The Bacon Brothers singing the title song. It takes me back to when I was in 6 or 7th grade and three of us girls walked miles on the beach listening to the album on my GE boombox (the kind with the rectangular speakers). We watched the surfer boys do their stuff before this old guy (in his 30s) told us to go home since it wasn't safe (we were in that blossoming womenhood age and Michelle wasnt wearing a bra under her tanktop ...). We arrived back home over an hour later since we had been walking that long the other way (Lavelette to "Sleaze"side Heights). It's amazing how time flies when you are deciding which member of DuranDuran is the cutest.
I'm feeling rather good today, and I realized why... with Spring here, I'm getting out of my hibernation. Not only did I go for a walk on Monday, I'm getting back into the "doing kind things" mode. Tuesday, Lucky and I went back to the FoodBank to work on the Blue Jean Ball (BJB) station signs; I also signed Baloo up on GreatBoyfriends.com so he can get some ack-shon (look up HugaBaloo). Next week, I will be attending the first meeting of my friend's new organization NJ Save A Pet for which I created the website template (I just have to teach her how to make some corrections)
This Saturday, Lucky and I will be going to a surprise 30th birthday party... it's a Disney movie and PJ party (I get to wear my lavendar footsie jammies!)
Listening to: Uncle Cracker "Drift Away" which sounds eerily like the Dobie Gray version. Which brings up a question... what's this with all these remakes lately?
Thursday, March 27, 2003
Just press the comments and you'll get the link... It's not like I didn't write HTML code for 2 years or anything...
Watch the Oscars last Sunday? Then you'll appreciate
Interesting letter written by Terry Jones (pretty sure it's THE Terry Jones) about the war.
Wednesday, March 26, 2003
Ack... damn that Blogger.... if the html code is on 2 lines, it screws up...
anyways long story short...went to the FoodBank with Lucky and had the volunteers working on the decorating committee for the Blue Jean Ball, took him on a picnic since it was so nice out and we had some really rich food including brie and pruchiutto which wasn't welcome by my stomach but definitely by my tastebuds.
I didn't have the time to talk about this weekend which was wonderful... On Friday night, Lucky and I went to our "new sushi place" (the old one changed hands literally and the sushi isn't as good plus the new manager doesn't call him Mr. Snowflake). The new place has gotten to be "THE PLACE TO BE" and we felt a bit out of place since everyone was in their finery and Burberried out. But we stayed out the wait and it was so worth it. I stuffed myself on 3 rolls (now I know my limit on sushi. I couldn't finish the last piece!) Can't wait to take FTG to her congratulatory "I'm no longer pregnant and can eat raw fish now" dinner.
Saturday morning was spent at the
Mr. Rogers deserves more, but it's a start.
Tuesday, March 25, 2003
I guess when Mother Earth asked her other children, "If the United States jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge, would you do it too?" To which they responded, "Hell, ya."
PS: This weekend I ate the best frenchtoast at Vicki's Diner with relish... er with syrup and butter. You know what I mean.
Thursday, March 20, 2003
I watched with glee while your kings and queens, fought for ten decades for the gods they made
I shouted out "Who killed the Kennedys?", when after all it was you and me
So let me please introduce myself, I am a man of wealth and taste
And I lay traps for troubadours, who get killed before they reach Bombay
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name, but what's puzzling you, is the nature of my game?
-"Sympathy for the Devil"
THE WAR DAY ONE: It's not like I like Hussain... it's just that I don't like the way this is all playing out. Bush has replaced his strong affinity for alcohol and drugs with Christianity and the wanting to please his father. And he's just not going by "The Rules" since he doesn't feel they were made for him. I'm sure when he didn't have a limo driver and the secret service to close streets for him, that he was one of those jerks who cuts in line because he was "too important" to wait.
Wednesday, March 19, 2003
"And where where you, mumsie, when the First War of the Millenium started in aught-three?"
"Well, chile, I was at a Party-Lite event."
"Were you a member of The Cult?"
"Honey, gosh no... I was merely supporting a friend who had chosen to become a High Priestess. I never had the honor of seeing The Light."
For bit of levity regarding GWB's speech of 2 weeks ago, click here. I have a feeling this trend could be big in France, er... Freedom Land.
Tuesday, March 18, 2003
Leslie W. Thomas, the artist who painted Asbury Park's famed "Tillie" died last week. He was 90.
Imagine you spend your life creating a name for yourself in the entertainment world as part of the greatest comedy duos and your son Junior decides that it's the perfect name for him to use in his new career as a porn star. Yep, Dick Smothers, Jr. wants to make it big in the adult film industry. Come to think of it, that is a great "porn name."
Listening to: Shonen Knife- "Top of the World" from the "I Wish I was a Carpenter" tribute album which apparently is out of print... Hopefully this will do.
Monday, March 17, 2003
Happy St. Paddy's Day!
As everyone should know by now, corned beef & cabbage and soda bread are just as Irish as pastrami on rye. Baking soda didn't exist until the 1900s so the Irish ate mostly brown bread. Beef wasn't a cheap meat so they used ham instead. The cabbage was used to bulk up the dish and hide the smell of meat from the landlords who would raise the rent if they thought their tenants could afford it. The Irish don't really celebrate St. Patrick's Day, and if they would, they wouldn't celebrate with such a low-country meal as baconjoint and cabbage.
Today's music selection:
Great Big Sea
disregard the ending of the last post... blogger goofed up... as I was saying, I would prefer next time not to get shafted by Friday's and instead go to B.B. King's Brunch where it's all-you-can-eat soul food and a Gospel show for $40 total.
This was a fun and exhausting weekend... on Saturday, I took 4 hours worth of dance lessons. Yup, 4 hours of line dancing and my thighs felt great (my feet, on the other er... hand, felt like they were covered with shards of glass since the lessons were taught in banquet rooms with dance floors laid on top of industrial carpeting). The next day was spent walking around the city, checking out the da Vinci exhibit at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, and seeing "Lost in La Mancha".
The da Vinchi exhibit was well done; however, we should have not gone on a weekend. We had to wait for an hour or so to get in and then fight the crowds to actually see the works. Had the attendees been screened to only allow those who actually had an interest in the exhibit instead of ones who wanted to say they saw the works, or show off to their "friends" that they are cultured, or were under the age of 10, the place would have been practically empty. The documentary "LILM" was not as depressing as I thought it would be; instead it was a well-done piece showing the different parts of moviemaking and their not-necessarily-obvious importance in the creation or in this case, non-completion of a movie.
Yes, my feet were hurting badly on Sunday because of the previous day's events and the city's concrete but that wasn't what pained me the most. What pained me the worst was being shafted by T.G.I. Friday's (Grand Central Station location). It cost over $220 for 5 people... that's 1 appetizer sampler, 5 entrees, 5 beers, 1 iced tea, 3 coffees, and 3 desserts... for a friggin Friday's !$%&*! The server automatically served us the big beers ($9) without letting us know that there was a choice in size and automatically charged us a service charge since we were five people. I think that was wise, because we wouldn't have paid her the 20% tip since she took forever for our orders. Also, even though the place was huge, there was only 1 stall each for guys and gals... that's 2 toilets for the possible 500 TGIF patrons...
next time we go to the city, we are gong to go
Friday, March 14, 2003
Lynn Thigpen died yesterday. Her obit's title mentions "The District" as the tv show she was known for but for me... it was as her role as The Chief in PBS' great series "Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego?" which made the greatest impression on me. She was also in that 70s great, Godspell The Movie. She will be missed.
Thursday, March 13, 2003
Move over Mother Theresa... there's another saint on the horizon and he's Canadian! Ok, so technically you have to be dead before miracles can be attributed to you, but apparently Bryan Adams has helped a comatose girl come back to reality. Yes, there is so much irony here... the maudlin songs that he writes that usually MAKE people go to sleep, the fact that the girl comes from a country that idolizes David Hasselhoff... the list could go on.
Wednesday, March 12, 2003
On Monday, I was having a talk with my massage therapist (everyone should have one) about how politicians are not necessarily the most "law abiding" individuals and that they will often make deals with each other and interpret the rules of the game to their benefit. It's just disgusting and when you add nepotism into the mix, you get this.
Tuesday, March 11, 2003
In protest news, John Mellancamp wants to include an anti war song on his new album. Not a surprise from Mr. Farm Aid. What was a surprises was reading in the article that both Reagan and Bush Sr wanted to use "Pink Houses" for their campaigns. Do these people not listen to songs? These are same people who think "Born in the USA" and "Born to Run" are worthy of being the new national and Jersey anthems, respectively.
Apparently Howard Stern is in talks to have a cartoon based on his high school geek years on TNN. Good for him... and yes I do believe that "Are You Hot" is stolen from his show, down to Lorenzo Lamas being Ralph Cirilla with that laser pointer.
It's official... freedom fries are the only type of fries being served in the House cafeteria.... bring on the liberty cabbage and Salisbury steak.
Monday, March 10, 2003
As I realize that I have been out of college for nearly a whole decade (a mere two months to go)... this adds to my feeling of "ticktock baby clock syndrome" (plus the birth of Miss Cinnabunny didn't help at all!) so Lucky and I are talking about kids. Right now the conversations are kinda like the ones you have in college... you know the ones were you start naming the kids who don't exist yet. I don't know if he's kidding but he says he'd want the kids to have Italian names. As long as it does scream "mafia" or "yo tony" I am fine with it... then he mentions "Rosalita" as a suggestion on an Italian name.... Whoa boy, that is where I drew the line. My imaginary baby girl is not going to be named after a Springsteen song, I don't care how much Lucky is obsessed with The Boss. So the following names will not be associated with the Snowflake/Lucky spawn collection:
Carol, Cindy, Cynthia, Catherine, Eloise, Diamond Jackie, Camilla Horne, Wanda, Dinah, Bobby Jean, Wendy, RIcky, Sue, Mary Dove, Mary Lou, Crazy Janey, Rosalita, Mary Beth, Missy, Christine, Marie, Rosie, Sandy, Mary, Sandy, Betsy, Christina, Angelina, Chrissie, Terry, Dirty Annie, Doreen, Linda Lee, Angelique, Missy Bimbo, Margarita, Jenny, Candy, Linda, Louisa, Delilah, Madonna, Sherry Darling, Frankie, Juliet, Jeannie, Cherry, Kate, Puerto Rican Jane, Kate, Sally, Anna Maria, Gloria, Contessa, and Maria.
Thursday, March 06, 2003
Last night, Lucky held my hand while we walked down the parking lot to get into the Colorado Cafe. It was that misty, just rained weather, and his hand felt strong and warm. I got the "happys" and asked him if that was a good sign. He said "what sign?" And at the same time, we both said "Valet Parking." Ok, so you had to be there.
Oh, and I've lost enough weight that my tank top's straps want to fall down, yet my rack is still at pre-diet size. Yay, me.
Wednesday, March 05, 2003
This weekend was quite wonderful... On Friday, I went out to dinner and drinks with Jewel and some other friends. It was good to catch up with each other's lives. (And to have fettucine with duck confit)... The next day I saw "How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days" with another group of friends... It was supposed to be a "girl's afternoon out" thing but almost everyone came with their other so it turned into more of a "group date" thing with the exception of Lucky who thought it would be too cliched and did laundry instead... He missed one hella movie. Ya, so it was a bit trivial; it was that kind of movie anyways. But it was laughoutloud funny which most of those movies aren't. That I put my mother through "Legally Blonde" and "Sweet Home Alabama" I am so sorry.
Saturday night, we celebrated Mardi Gras a bit early at The Old Bay. Food was great; band was fun... too bad we had to wait over 1/2 hour to get a table... did I mention that Lucky had gotten us reservations? We got free drinks for that, and I got free dessert (after the first 2 choices I wanted were N/A) a total of $17 freebie. (Considering that Jewel's friends paid for dinner and drinks, and Lucky paid for this.... I got off scotfree with 2 fivestar dinners!)
Sunday was a bit more laidback... it was raining but we managed to get out and go shopping for Paczki donuts and relax at my mom's... good news that I got while visiting. I finally weighted myself (my mom has a nurses' scale) and I have lost 10 pounds on Nutrisystem in 2 months. Not bad for doing no additional exercise and cheating often. We celebrated by having a Turkey Burger Experience.
BTW... found this entry in one of the blogs I lurk. I think it sums up pretty much how I feel with Lucky.
According to the news, a man was arrested in a mall for trespassing. Why? Because he refused to remove his "Peace" T-Shirt. I guess the mall allows men with bare chests in but not silent protesters.
Tuesday, March 04, 2003