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Oh Happy Day

So first off, I am guesting posting along side my buddy Tsa at The Danaconda's today. Check out what we do to try and get male attention.

Second, I turned my ipod onto my most recently played songs today while i was driving to the mall to partake in some retail therapy (I have had to deal with entirely too many idiots recently). Anyways the first song come on and i loved it, then the second and third. Finally, I realized that my most recently played songs was like my list of songs that always make me happy. Which reminded me of this great quote from One Tree Hill (Shuddup, i can hear you snickering):

"You know I've got this theory, there are two kinds of people in the world. There are lyric people and music people. You know, the lyrics people tend to be analytical. You know, all about the meaning of the song. They're the ones you see with the CD insert out like 5 minutes after buying it, pouring over the lyrics, interpreting the hell out of everything. Um, then there’s the music people, like Brooke. Who could care less for the lyrics as long as its just got like a good beat and you could dance to it. I don’t know, sometimes it might be easier to be a music girl and not a lyric girl. But since I’m not, let me just say this. Sometimes things find you when you need them to find you, I believe that. And for me its usually song lyrics- Peyton Sawyer"

So I thought I would share with you my Happy List (in no particular order):
  1. Don't Look Back in Anger by Oasis
  2. Sweet Serendipity by Lee Dwyze
  3. A Lifetime by Better than Ezra
  4. Stars by Switchfoot
  5. Desperado by The Eagles
  6. Breathe by Anna Nalick
  7. Away From the Sun by 3 Doors Down
  8. If You Only Knew by Shinedown
  9. Tennessee Line by Daughtry
  10. Almost by Bowling for Soup
  11. Sweet and Low by Boston
I know there are probably some songs on here you have never heard by bands you probably haven't heard. But check them out, maybe you'll love these songs as much as me.

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SUNDAY PIC: Sinking Ships

So some of you might have heard that my job was having a Build Your Own Boat Race. Essentially the contestants had to build their boats from 9am -3pm behind my restaurant using anything that was never part of a boat. People used styrofoam, duck tape, plywood, coke bottles, etc etc. Then two people had to race the boats from our restaurant to a buoy and then turn around a come back. I had to work the event but i manged to find some pictures that the news took to show you.

 This was the Peanut Shops Boat and the "Sinko-de-mayo" from Dicks Last Resort*

The Flying Fish/All Build Boat**

The Sysco Boat helping out the Bully's Boat before it tipped over***


*from wmbf news story found here
** From SCnow story found here
*** From The Sun News Story found here

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Good Morning: Act 1

So every morning i wake up about 8:30ish to my mother yelling at someone. I pretty much lay in bed and listen to the commotion going on in the next room. Here's a taste of what its like at my house

CAST:
Mom
Sierra- My 4 year old Sister
Hannah- My 1 year old Sister
Mojo- our Havanese puppy


ACT 1:

Mom: You two watch cartoons while I take Mojo Out

*Door Opens and Shuts*

Hannah: AHHHHHHHHHHHH

*Door Opens and Shuts*

Mom: Mojo stay still while i wipe your butt

Mojo!

Hold on!

Hannah don't touch that

Argghhhhhh

Hannah!

Alright Sierra lets do your hair

Sierra!

Hannah get off your sister

Sierra: AHHHHH

I'm doing it easy

OWWWWWW

Hannah come on

Where is the nearest fire department?

Alright, your hair is done. 

Hannah where is your sock?

Mojo took your sock

Mojo come back with that sock!

Woof woof

Alright lets get ready to go to school

NO

Yes, you're going to school

No, I'm don't

It's no, I'm not

No, I'm not

Yes, you are

No, i'm not

Yes, you are. You get the next two days off from school

AHHHHHHHHH

Come on into the van

Hannah come back here

Sierra you can watch cartoons when you come home

Come on

Sierra!

*door opens and shuts

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I Have a Problem and His Name is Ebay

So I have an addiction to ebay. Its a very recent addiction as I only recently started making enough money at work to pay all my bills, not live in a cardboard box, not be the poorest person i know and actually be able to by stuff i want. But still a little bit of extra spending cash and what am i doing with it? Not taking my dogs to the vet like i should be or dealing with that stripper who i owe paying off my credit card.

Nope I'm spending ridiculous amounts of time trying to win shit at auctions on Ebay. Ebay is like a void that has sucked me in. In the last two weeks I have participated in auctions for: Bones Season 2, Daria, Chuck Season 3, Daria, Chuck Season 3, One Tree Hill Seasons 1-5, Doggie DNA Test, Chuck season 3 (seeing a pattern here?) One Tree Hill Seasons 1-4, and Chuck Season 3.

Of those I won Bones season 2, and lost EVERY.OTHER.AUCTION. It started pissing me off on Saturday because i kept getting outbid in the LAST 2 SECONDS. This didn't deter me from getting what i wanted though. I ended up buying Daria on DVD through Ebay's buy it now function for cheaper than what i would have got it at auction. So if i disappear for the next two weeks I am probably nerding out on what high school was like in the 1990s with my favorite animated supergirl (yes, i consider Daria a superhero of the sarcastic, honest, smart, unenthusiastic kind).

But seriously Ebay has become a problem, I spend more time watching the little numbers on that site than i do in the 20sb chat! Also, i got the ebay app for my Ipod. I need an intervention. I need to stop. I need to get a life.

But first dammit I am going to get Chuck Season 3 on DVD!

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I Got A Button Bitches

So over the weekend I somehow became tech savy (yeah... not really) and made a blog button for myself.


Now who doesn't want sparkly stripper heels and a frosted martini glass on their blog? The linky is on the side if you want it!

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Duck, Duck, Bitch

Okay, so we all know that i am currently living with my parents (and it totes sucks) but what i may not have told you is that my family lives in housing development that is 90% people-on-their-death-beds. The town i live in is mostly a retirement city, so my housing development isn't any different. My parents are almost a good 20 years younger than everyone else. I think we are one of about 5 houses that have school aged children. I tell you that, so that i can tell you this:

I was out walking my dogs the other day and I always walk them along this path next to the road by my developments clubhouse (which conveniently is right across from my house). I go up the road till i hit the stop sign at the end and then walk back to my house. I do this 2-4 times a day. There is a pond behind my clubhouse where turtles and 2 ducks live. So I'm walking the dogs and they had been walked about 2 hours prior, so i didn't feel the need to take them the whole way. So i turn and cross the bridge to go back to my house and this old lady yells out to me "Hey honey."

Before she even finishes her sentence I am inwardly groaning. Old people down here only call you "Honey" and "Sugar" if they are going to be completely condescending to you. Anyways she yells "Hey honey, don't let your dogs go near the ducks."

What?

Okay first off, I have already turned around and am heading away from the pond. Heres a diagram for you:


So yeah, I've already crossed the bridge and am heading away from the pond when she yells at me to not go near the ducks. Second, the ducks weren't even out and if they were we weren't within 100 yards of them because my dogs love to bark at them.

Like what did this lady think i was going to do? Let go of the leashes i was holding so that my two terriers could chase the ducks? I don't exactly own Pit Bulls or Labradors; They aren't dogs that are bred to go duck hunting. My dogs like to chase squirrels, sure, but damn the ducks are bigger than them. Seriously, my dogs weigh all of 36 pounds combined... most five-year-old's weigh more than Nixon and Kennedy. The ducks could probably beat them up (ducks are fiesty bitches, they will kick your ass). Also, last time i checked duck could fly. Did she really think my dogs would chase them down, catch them and shake them to death? How often do you see a dog catch a duck that isn't dead? Plus pond. The ducks can swim. Nixon won't go in water and Kennedy acts like i am Hitler when i give her a bath. My dogs are not going to jump into this pond to chase down the ducks.

I just don't understand these people. All this women did was make me want to let go of the leashes so the dogs could attack her. Which would have been the actual outcome of me letting go the leashes. Nixon and Kennedy would have run up and started jumping on her because they act like they are starved for human attention. Forget the damn ducks, she might have treats. Who are these old people and why are they so annoying?

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SUNDAY PIC: Corrupting the Youth of the Nation

A Message to you from Lil' Miss Sis:


She happens to be showing me a cut on her finger, but the message still stands. Also yes, our house is always this messy.

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Drunk and Its not even St. Patricks Day Yet!

Welcome to Karaoke Blog Ring of Death for March, because March is the time for both St. Patrick's day and Spring Break (not to mention March Madness) it was only fitting that our theme is Drunken Songs! I'm being hosted by the wonderful Penny Lane over at The Chronicles of a College Girl (she's amazing, read her blog now!)

I got the horribly funny Bi from Bianca and the B-sides this month. I'm not sure how i haven't come across her before since we have like the exact same bloggy friends, but i'm pretty sure i will now be following her religiously. I except everyone else to do the same. Anyways I'm gonna let her take it away:


HELLOOOOO Karaoke-ers!!  I think you should know that I did this in one take.. Yes, ONE take, because I was a little tipsy and I thought it was just fabulous at the time!  Upon reaching sobriety and watching it back, however, I was totes embarrassed and wanted to be a lame-o and back out, but I just couldn't justify it.  So, here are a few special notes about this performance:

1) Towards the middle, I started getting genuinely fatigued by my antics, so if you hear me panting like a dog in heat, that is why.  
2) You get to meet Little Martin, my totally un-rockstar-ish guitar for a brief period, because I thought I was really bad-ass at the time I picked it up.  

Anywayzzzz, stop on over at my blog, Bianca and the B-Sides, if you'd like to see Alexandra's rocking karaoke performance .  Much thanks to the lovely and talented Coyote Rose for hosting this awful video, you are truly a brave soul.



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Stop Pissing Me Off

So there are a number of things pissing me off recently and i started this blog to vent, so dammit I'm gonna motherfucking vent.

1. I'm so tired of people and their blanket statements about political parties. Seriously, all liberals are not tree-hugging, gay, minority baby-killers just like all conservatives are not homophobic, racist, ignorant gun owners. I mean I dare anybody out there to find a conservative that is all "i'm going to litter because i don't give two shits about the environment" or a liberal that says "we should abort all babies because the human race should die off." Blanket statements just make me want to punch puppies because they are so ignorant and ridiculous. Seriously, stop- they just make you look foolish.

2. Shitty Tippers. Listen you motherfuckers, I work for 2.13 an hour. That's way way way under minimum wage. I don't complain about that so much cause its the way it works. But for you douchebags to tip less than 10% just makes me want to crotch punch you. Lets do a little math here. If the check is $100 bucks then 10% is 10 dollars. Of those 10 bucks I have to tip out 3 to my busser/food runner/bartender, leaving me a net of 7 dollars.

And I've been getting a string of shitty tippers at work recently, most of the Canadian, European, general American douchebag kind. But seriously I got 5 on $93 check, 13 on $147 and 5 on $70, I lose money on those tables. I mean i am basically paying for those people to eat in my restaurant. There is a reason that tips should be 15-18%. The other day i got a string of all of them and i just wanted to curl up in the fetal position and cry. I can't afford dog food on some of the tips i have been making. I can't wait for the summer season to start

Also if you go to a restaurant and run up a $125 bill and then pay 75 dollars on gift cards, you still need to tip on that initial 125 dollars. I still have to tip out based on that 125 dollars, so even though you might have only paid 50 bucks, leaving me a 7 dollar tip is still going to make me want to string you up by your toes and throw tomatoes at you.

3. Gas Prices- i know there is like a bunch of unrest and uprisings in the middle east, but dammit that is not an excuse for OPEC to be raising my gas prices.  $3.50 a gallon is beyond too much. I'm old enough to remember when i got gas for .98 cents a gallon. I can't afford to get gas with the shitty tippers i am getting right now!

4. People who type like this:
"damn ur beautiful wuz gud can i get to kno u. do u like blk guys. i just move to [redacted] from jersey u should def gimme a chance to get to kno u sexi hit me u eva cum to da [redacted]"
 This is an actual message sent to me on OKCupid. I mean i'm flattered that some guy think i am beautiful but I have no fucking clue what he said after that. I'm pretty sure this isn't English, its not even Ebonics, its just a bunch of letters randomly thrown onto a computer screen. I am impressed that he managed to use periods, even though they were not used properly. But yeah, he won't be getting a return response.

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SUNDAY PICS: Gremlins 1st birthday

So it was Baby Sis's (otherwise known as Gremlin) 1st birthday on the 26th of February. Here are pictures from her birthday party.


Give Me Cake Bitches!

I'm a gang baby, I'll bust a cap in yo ass

mmmm Cake

Lets just make a bigger mess

I not doing nothing wrong

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The End of Meathole Guy

So i have been debating on whether or not to post this story on the blog, because i find it super embarrassing. But then i remembered that Mandy Moore told the story of how she lost her virginity on a Disney cruise and then i didn't feel so bad about it. Plus it feels wrong to not explain why Meathole guy will no longer be making appearances on my blog. For those of you who are not longtime readers i refer you to Meet Meathole Guy and The Return of Meathole guy.

So for most of December and January I got texts from Meathole guy about coming to visit and needing me and all that other nonsense guys tell you that is really code for "dammit I want sexy time now!" Finally towards the end of January I decided to go up to Grad School Town and get my winter clothes out of storage. Since its kind of a suck drive and i can't see several of my Grad School friends during the day, I opted to stay the night with Meathole guy.

Big Mistake.

So i show up and I was pleasantly surprised at first. Meathole guy actually had furniture in his apartment, like an actual couch and bed. Granted the bed was a twin mattress and on the floor, but it was a step-up from the air mattress he has been sleeping on (we always had sex at my apartment during grad school). Anyways we talked for a couple hours and i busted his balls a little and then we got down to sexy time.

Now normally Meathole guy isn't one for foreplay. His idea of foreplay is to play with my tits for 20 minutes, but for a change the foreplay was actually pretty good. I mean we were getting pretty hot there and I had hickeys from my neck to my tits to prove it. (Sidenote: who leaves hickeys anymore? As my Ex- future husband said when i told him this story "that just seems like he was trying to brand you, what are we in high school?") I'm going to save you the details here but the short version is the condom broke and he tried to play it off like it didn't happen. Of course, I caught on and slammed on the brakes because
  1. I don't want no fucking kids right now. 
  2. I don't want kids with anyone i call Meathole guy   
  3. I don't want no fucking kids right now!
Now 4 hours prior to my arrival I had texted Meathole guy and asked if he needed me to pick up condoms to which he replied that he had it covered. But i guess covered meant he had one, because 12:30 at night I sent him out to buy condoms.

and i waited....

and waited....

and read a book...

and waited....

and took a nap....

and at 2:30 am, two hours later I finally texted him, because at this point i thought the worst. He was either in a ditch somewhere, or got into a car accident or arrested. I mean Grad School Town is fairly small it takes 10 minutes to get to walmart.

Where was he?

At his friends apartment (the guy lives on the 1st floor of the same building)....

... watching Piranhas.

Has that sunk in yet?

No?

Maybe now?

Still not?

Okay?

So yes, Meathole guy left me half-naked in his bed waiting for him to return for more sexy time to watch these creepy little boogers:
Seriously, WTF?

Who leaves a hot half-naked chick in there bed for 3 hours to watch a crappy B-movie with his buddies?  Way to make me feel unattractive, unwanted and bad in bed all in one fell swoop. So yeah I promptly went to sleep because by this time i wanted to forget this night ever happened. Meathole guy rolled in an hour later and crashed out next to me. To add insult to injury, he declined on morning sex the next morning too.

My Ego= broken into a million little pieces.

I had to call my ex's (who i am still facebook friends with) to make sure i wasn't bad in bed and didn't know it. They assured me i wasn't, Meathole guy assured me i wasn't. I'm still not really sure i believe any of them. Meathole guy didn't even have a good excuse either. He wasn't drunk or getting high. He just decided that after texting me for 2 months, an hour of foreplay and 15 minutes of actual sex that he just didn't want anymore that night.... or he forgot i was there. I don't know what happens in his head.

So yeah his fucking rights have been terminated. If this didn't do it, the fact that he has a kid he neglected to tell me about the entire time i have been sleeping with him (started on-and-off in october of 2009) would have done it for him.

Where the fuck do i find these guys?

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SMAC: Stick It

So its time for the Sucky Movie Awareness Ring and this month we opted to Sports Movies. There is such a plethora of bad sports movies, we probably could have done this theme for three months in a row. I get the pleasure of hosted the incredible Nicole Sweeney from Sweeney Says who is doing one of the my favorite guilty pleasure sport movies: Stick It.

If you are looking for my post. I'm reviewing The Mighty Ducks over at Andres Rio's blog Good Music, Bad Math. Anyways, take it away Sweeney:


When I saw the chosen genre for this month, I wasn't really sure where to go with it. I asked my Facebook friends to decide for me. My "worst sports movie you've ever seen. go." status received some excellent entries, but once I saw this one, I knew I had a winner.

My choice had to be Stick It. It didn't even occur to me as a sports movie because it's mostly an insanely cheesy grrrlpower movie. However, because gymnastics play a substantial role in the film, I'm going to go ahead and say it qualifies.

First of all: the fact that this movie makes me question the legitimacy of gymnastics is probably its greatest offense. This is an Olympic sport! And fine, my childhood memories of gymnastics class don't expand beyond the Ocean Spray vending machine and the supremely exciting foam pit. But I do remember perpetually bruised hips as I hauled my fat ass around the uneven bars when I took gymnastics for a P.E. credit in high school. The girls in this movie are a collection of predictable stereotypes, who, in spite of spending most of their time in a training facility, mostly seem to stand around in leotards exchanging uninspired insults.

Something else I should point out: I hadn't seen this movie in a long time. As a general rule, I love most awful movies in a completely unironic way. Even this one has a bit of a soft spot in my heart. Assume that every criticism I have of this movie is probably only half-hearted, because I secretly like it more than I would ever admit. Except for right now. On the internet. However, I remember finding the main character to be one of the most annoying leads ever. This is not even due to the fact that she is a big fucking brat, but mostly because she actually spends 80% of the movie like this:


I get it, you're hardcore. If I could edit this movie and remove all 900 times she does this, I would probably like her a lot more. The movie would be about 20 minutes long. Also, now that I have rewatched it, she reminds me of Kristen Stewart, which makes me dislike her even more.

The opening credits are set to Jump On It, so you know you're in for a real winner pretty much from the start. This is not a criticism of the soundtrack. I actually like the soundtrack, but that's because I have no taste.

Stick It is about a girl named Haley Graham who is apparently often being picked up by the cops. In the beginning of the film Haley gets picked up by for her usual rowdy-trouble-making-super-tom-boy antics. She is told that she can choose military school or really expensive gymnastics camp. She chooses military school and is assigned gymnastics camp. This is completely plausible, of course.

We learn that Haley was once a wildly successful gymnast, until she walked out of the World Championships and cost her entire team a shot at medals. (We will later learn that she did not get nervous and choke; her coach had an affair with her mother thereby destroying her love of the sport) Haley is, of course, wildly persnickety upon her arrival at gymnastics camp. We also learn that her coach is something of a has-been who somehow manages to charge exorbitant rates for his services by promising parents that their daughters will all see Olympic gold with his tutelage.

Obviously, Haley begrudgingly learns from him and she makes him a better person and earns him some redemption. Also, in the end, Haley shows her rebel cred by explaining (via voiceover) the injustices of the gymnastics judging system and then organizing a protest among her competitors. After her teammate is penalized for having a bra strap showing, the girls all scratch so that they can choose the winners in each event instead of the judges. She's so punk rock.

This is one of those movies that makes me think of my college roommate, Vagina. Vagina probably secretly loves this movie, but will openly express that there are just so many things wrong with it. I won't even address Wei Wei, the little Asian girl obsessed with hip hop, because she's awesome. Haley's nemesis is a girl named Joanne. Joanne is one of the dumbest girls I have seen in a movie. Or anywhere. It's a level of stupid that goes beyond what is amusing, because her stupidity is even less plausible than a girl getting to go to a fancy gymnastics training facility as punishment for a crime. That said, Joanne might actually be my favorite character. Because I find Haley that annoying.

In spite of all of this, I might also secretly like this movie. THEY DO FRONT HANDSPRINGS IN PROM DRESSES. And then there is this absurd business with the cell-phone-hands calling one another to convey all of Haley's oh-so-brilliant zingers. All right, yes, I might feel the urge to adopt that with my little sister. I secretly like this movie because of everything that makes it awful. Because, as I said, I have no taste.

If you are perusing this month's ring in search of a terrible sports movie and you also happen to enjoy absurdly stupid teen movies, then this should be your winner. But you should probably get drunk first. In fact, this whole post should have been a Stick It drinking game (opportunity fail). I'd suggest a game where you drink each time Haley throws up the horns, but I want you drunk, not hospitalized.

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