Everyone, be nice and go over here and give Miss Wee Demon some lovin' post tonsil surgery.
Well wishes, ladygirl.
alex trebek is a horrible, horrible man. he's an apparent misogynist who thinks he knows everything. we don't think you do, alex. but we still love the Jeopardy! ...and other things too.
Everyone, be nice and go over here and give Miss Wee Demon some lovin' post tonsil surgery.
Noah is tops when it comes to finding videos that make me nearly piss myself. So, for Jen and Jonanna, I pass on this homage to our neighbors to the north:
so i'm sitting here, trying to figure out what to get people for christmas, when i start thinking of everyone's favorite holiday movie, a christmas story. it's a classic, and my family is one of those households that has the marathon on THE WHOLE TIME, every year. my brother loves the movie. maybe a little too much. so i start looking...
and then i found it. and him. this guy who loves a christmas story more than anyone i have ever met. his love of the movie has gone from obsession to, well, obsession i guess. not only does he produce red ryder leg lamps (complete in a FRAGILE box), but he bought the actual house, restored it, and opened it to the public (and a movie museum across the street) in cleveland. damn. that's love.
even better -- if you go on the house tour, you can take your ticket stub and get 20% off your peking duck (or whatever you order really) at C & Y chinese restaurant, though i don't know if they'll fa ra ra ra ra you these days. now i just need a ticket to cleveland...
Nothing like a little Christian prog rock to brighten one's day and put things into perspective. Now seriously, WinterHaven, has this really converted anyone? To invest in music lessons or grow a sweet beard, maybe, but something tells me this might be a detriment to ye olde Christian movement.
I open up the Yahoo! and see this teaser "Teenagers getting younger." Um, hey Yahoo!, that doesn't make any sense...you know, "teen" being the important part of the ages that determine teenager-hood.
i got my new car wednesday, and the lovely nerver was the first passenger. i know, you're all jealous.
ok, so this isn't an actual image of MY car, cause my camera's on the fritz at the moment, but stock photos are good enough for the time being. i'm still trying to find an appropriate name for him (yes, him), so if anyone has suggestions, let me know.
in honor of today, lets take a look at the five stages of black friday. it's beginning to look a lot like christmas...
Thank you to Mike R. for reminding me about this. I think I'm gonna make it part of my new exercise plan...especially after yesterday's meal.
For the holiday, I give you my all-time favorite YouTube video:
I think I'll have to go home and watch Short Cuts. Though I'm sure Altman fans all have different favorites from MASH to Dr. T and the Women. K, maybe not Dr. T, but nevertheless Robert "Fingers of Fury" Wilonsky, has got quite a tender obit for the director here, much of which comes from his interview during the Dr. T press tour. Definitely worth a read.
in you, Kramer.
Take this test and find out (you'll need speakers...duh).
Yesterday, I was loving on the St. Vincent. And last Thursday I was hopped up on Grinderman...still am actually. And yeah, I dig a little "Sexyback" when it pops up on the iPod shuffle (budgetary constraints, you understand). So yesterday, GetRich posted this little ditty--a remake of JT's hit by James Eric. He actually left the link in our comments, but I didn't want anyone to miss it, because I want to know what you think of it. Personally, I applaud the effort but will not be adding the version to my playlist anytime soon. His voice is on this side of affected on some parts and while I like a somber remake of a dance or up-tempo track, I'm over the ironic ones. My favorite part, however, is the "get your sexy on"/"go 'head be gone with it" portion where Mr. Eric becomes exceedingly unsexy. Kudos to Rich for always finding the conversation starters.
I'm concerned! My daily blogroll/preferred procrastination route is all bunged up without FineLine! I definitely want y'all's take on RSK after having been a judge myself. Hope the server lives soon.
So I used to have this art professor that would play the Velvet Underground collection whenever we had free work time. Unfortunately, when he thought of something to say, he wouldn't just turn the volume down and he had no grasp of the pause button. He'd just hit stop and then when he was finished he'd start the whole damn disk all over again. It was infuriating and it was the cause for my short-lived hatred of Nico for some of my young adulthood. I know, I know. Shoot me now. What?! An art student that hates Nico?! It can't be! Well, it was. But like I said, I'm growing out of it.
So sometimes, I'm over the MySpace. I hate it and it sucks. Other times, I get a bulletin, like the one that follows from a member of Record Hop, and it reminds me that MySpace can be the most awesome tool ever...because, I, like Scott, would be freaking out too, so I can totally relate to what he's going through.
So, Ashley and I were at the Golden Triangle Mall on Saturday, afternoonish, and in the "hub" where all of the halls come together, there's a bunch of kiosks and shit. Well, so, there was this one kiosk with this nice girl who kept doing the hard-sell, you know, "Hey, can I talk to you a moment?"...
While Ashley was trying on clothes, I was out wandering around bored out of my fucking MIND and I saw this girl get rejected over and over, she was really trying, doing her thing, a pleasant smile, smartly dressed in that dark clothes working at the mall way...
"Can I talk to you for a second?"
"Can I show you something?"
"Can I talk to you? Won't take long!"
I'm fairly sure she saw me a couple of times, since i was walking in circles, and I think I chuckled at her a couple of times, just because, man, she was a go-getter, and I found the little old ladies that would scurry away to be amusing... I swore that she saw me see her and that there was a "Well, work sucks" sort of vibe exchange...
So, when I finally DRAG Ashley out of the store, and we're walking by this girl, I think it was some sort of Beauty Product booth, and she looks at us and gives it a shot, "Can I talk to you guys a moment?"
And, me, trying to be funny, thinking "surely this girl has seen me walking in circles and I am free from any obligation to engage her in a seller/buyer chatter"... Well, I look at her, never stop walking and I say, with what I thought was a smile...
Long, drawn out, slight crescendo, just aghast and offended that she would speak to us... But you know, in a haha way...
And, see, I though it was funny, I thought she would, you know, get it, and suddenly She and Ashley are Shocked and Appalled and I'm the biggest Asshole in the world, and the nice mall girl makes this "You PRICK" face and turns quickly away with a look and engages a person, and Ashley leans away from me, jaw wide open, just in disbelief, and man, far be it from me to be a dick to someone just trying to do their job, and... Well... I know she'll never see this (Though she may see me again, I'm fairy goofy looking and therfore easy to remember, and she looked familiar anyway), but...
Dear Mall Girl:
I'm sorry. I thought you would laugh.
It's been bugging me for a week.
If you live in Denton, and you know someone who works at the mall, maybe repost?
yesterday was the first installment of this year's celebrity jeopardy tournament. we had regis philbin, nancy grace (ick) and carson kressley (my pick, purely for entertainment purposes). the highlight of the show was most definitely when nancy grace said "flamingo" (bird) when the answer was "flamenco" (dance) and then getting her panties in a wad arguing with trebek, the judges, and the other contestants, blaming her georgia accent.
the low point would be the fact that, because of all of the applause, random blank stares, and the singing (some chick from wicked took up waaay too much air time), they didn't finish the board in either round. there were delays all around, but as one person on the jeopardy message board said (i swear, today is the first time i've looked at it): "and could someone tell nancy grace that she shouldn't wait for applause after every response - is she really that much in need of validation?"
yes, i think she is.
the winner? well, mr. philbin of course. nancy scratched the correct answer out in exchange for some illegible scratch, and carson, though getting the right answer, just didn't wager enough.
First off, we here at Alex would like to wish awesome neighbor Stewart a happy birthday! So, um, hey Stewart, happy birthday!
Paint-By-Number event at Market Square (101 W. Louisiana St. in McKinney) Call 972-548-2250 or visit antiquesmckinney.com for more info. Starts at 7 p.m.
Then see our personal faves Sean Kirkpatrick and Will E. Lee at Secret Headquarters in Denton. (In fairness, it's our sis' birthday, so we're playing this by ear, but we hope to make it.)
so i went to my fire station to vote this afternoon (no, i'm not telling you who i voted for). imagine my great sadness to find out that they were out of the "i voted" stickers that i heart so much. come on people. you know how many people are registered in your precinct. you have that little book in front of you. count the damn names and get that many stickers. it's not so hard.
i'm still kind of saddened by the death of adrienne shelly. i even watched trust again the other day -- something i do a few times a year anyway. ever since they found her body last week, her friends and family have been adamant about the fact that they did not believe that she would ever kill herself. turns out they were right. after finding the guy who left the mysterious footprint in the bathroom where she was found, it has now been determined that shelly was actually murdered in a very law & order kind of way. still very tragic, but at least they now know the why's of it all. still sucks though.
imagine my shock to find out that adrienne shelly died earlier this week. it was an apparent suicide, but i guess the police are looking into it further. who knows. even though i never saw much of her later work (though i heard it was good), she was in several hal hartley movies that i love. i really don't know what to say about this. i'm extremely sad right now.
Maybe this has been around already, but I got wind of it last night, and just about lost it. All I'm gonna say is, perhaps the producers, news chiefs, etc. should've actually looked at the sketch before assigning the story to an anchor that looks pretty much EXACTLY like the suspect (with the exception of thinner cheeks). I'm just sayin'.
Get your asses to the Barley House tonight (you know, those that aren't among the 800 with tickets to Beck tonight). The Ladies of the Dallas Observer are rocking the judges panel and Rock Star Karaoke will kick out the jams behind contestants. There's open karaoke before and after the contest. And just think, if you're a finalist, you could come back at the end of the month to win 300 big ones. Nice.
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