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It's better to be pissed off than pissed on.

Thursday, October 26, 2006

So Sad To See This Blog Go HNT

Ever notice how the H, N and T on a keyboard are very close together?
Hope yours is a Happy HNT. See you at my new spot.

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

I've Moved!

Beta Blogger here I come. You can now find me here. Ladies and gentlemen, update your links.



Boys and girls, go to this website. Watch the movie. Then it will all make sense.

BFF Tagged Me

1. One book that changed your life.
Piece of Cake by Cupcake Brown
This woman was dealt EVERY hardship yet managed to write herself her very own success story. In life, there really are NO excuses.

2. One book you have read more than once.
To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee
This book made me looooooove my relationship with my brother. Read it as a youth and had to read it as an adult for it to really make an impact.

3. One book that you would want on a deserted island.
The Color Purple by Alice Walker
I could read this over and over but I'm afraid to crack it again. I devoured like a woman possessed.

4. One book that made you cry.
Marley & Me by John Grogan
A man and his dog? Are you kidding me? Sobbing. Had to put the book down to bawl.

5. One book that made you laugh.
The Tender Bar by J.R. Moehringer
Read this while waiting for jury duty and I think my isolated laughter frightened the other jurors. Plus the kid on the cover looks exactly like my brother to me.

6. One book you wish had been written.
I'm with BFF on this one, the 7th and final Harry Potter. GIVEITTOME!!!

7. One book you wish had never been written.
The Bible/Koran/Torah, etcetera, et. al.
Perhaps religious zealotry and its wars could have been avoided? I guess we'll never know.

8. One book you are currently reading.
Textbooks but ready to be read next is Spook by Mary Roach (Stiff was awesome!).

9. One book you've been meaning to read.
My Ancient Mexico and Central America text. Whoopsie!

10. One book you're glad to own.
Honestly? Every one on the bookshelf. It's why I have 'em.

11. One book from which you must read aloud.
Brown Bear, Brown Bear
Hey, I was a nanny and kids dig this book.

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Study Buddies!

My professor is a complete and utter tool. She wanted to wait until the last possible moment to post our PowerPoint slide review so we wouldn't ditch class and as of late last night that stupid thing wouldn't even open. Our midterm is tomorrow. Meaning? I'm going to have no time to study for that aspect of our exam. Nice. She makes my stomach twist in knots, she does.
However I did get a chance to do some studying last night! For the first time in my academic career I met up with another student in the library to crack the books. Then he ended up taking me to dinner and back to his very empty, very isolated office to do some more studying. I guess neither of us was very comfortable bringing the other one home. I don't have a table whereas he has experience with other study buddies turning into stalkers. To each their own.
Exile and I were having a conversation on how to read the opposite sex to see if they are interested in more than studying. I said you can always tell because there are a lot more taps and pats interspersed in the conversation. Flattery, too. Also, watch out for eye contact. And? It seems I was right because all the signs were there last night. But no I don't have any juicy details. It was strictly business on my end.
I'd like to open the floor and ask you to tell me how you let the opposite sex (or same if you swing that way) know that you want to knock boots. Ready? Break!

Monday, October 23, 2006

Look What You Gondola and Did

I was so stinkin' productive yesterday! Went to the gym, hit Farmer's Market for my produce and a cute little bouquet of gerbera daisies, washed my car, did my laundry... avoided studying for my midterm at all costs... Oh well, 4 outta 5 ain't bad. Yesterday was a crisp, fall Sunday. That means lots of sports on TV. And that, in turn, means beer at a bar showing said games. So it was written, so it shall be done. Kings almost beat the Ducks. Detroit beat St. Louis. And not that I'm a fan but I heard the Raiders actually managed to get a win under their belts so all right! Randi is a happy girl. While at the bar, Eli ran into a friend of his from his old job (from which he got fired for looking at porn during office hours - sorry, I can't resist adding that every time) who ended up paying for our round and my chicken wings. So nice! On top of that he invited us back to his place which is pretty much on the channel near the harbor. We ended up taking a gondola ride and I got to steer the boat - poorly I might add but that's beside the point. Apparently steering a gondola is not at all like driving a car. Go figure. Almost mowed down a kayaker but I guess as long as you wave all your sins are forgiven. And that's pretty much all I wanted to do was wave. At everyone along the channel. How many people can say they spent their Sunday sunset on a gondola??? Neat.

On a completely unrelated side note, WTF is up with the Flavor of Love reunion show? I thought it was supposed to be on last night. And I am glad Fox gets to bring us the World Series but I'm not ok with it putting Family Guy on hiatus until November 5th. Not ok with that at all. I instead filled my evening with Arrested Development DVDs and managed to plow through the hilarious first season. I recommend you Netflix them if you do that. Do it.

Saturday, October 21, 2006

The Prestige

I don't really know how to review this particular movie because in writing about it, I'm bound to reveal secrets and I'm not one of those people to throw up a ***SPOILER ALERT*** so I guess you need to take your chances reading on... Phew. That was a mouthful. Key players from Batman Begins (Christian Bale, Michael Caine and director, Christopher Nolan) join together again to bring you The Prestige. Previews led me to believe this would be a scary magic movie yet it ended up being a suspenseful sci-fi revenge flick. Personally I find Hugh Jackman much more appealing as Wolverine or Van Helsing but he was impressive as a magician scorned and a man obsessed with learning his foe's tricks to seek the ultimate pay back. David Bowie and Andy Serkis are creepy electricity wranglers, the lead chick from Coyote Ugly and ScarJo make lovely magician's assistants and there are a lot of British accents to be found... yet Hugh Jackman has an American accent. And is Australian. Discuss amongst yourselves. I can't make a definitive statement about this movie other than it kept me guessing about the plot until about halfway through and then it was just a matter of wondering where the incessant twists and turns would take me. Aargh! I want to get into the sci-fi aspect more but I know if I do I will ruin the movie for you even though throughout the movie they hint at what's really going on pretty much the whole time. This movie was neither good nor bad and ultimately I kinda wish I would have seen the "other" magic movie - The Illusionist. Oh well. Next time.

Sleepy Monkey

This kid is never awake. Ever. But at least in this pic he's nice and clean, sans pacifier (a.k.a. chupon) and dressed to the nine's as "mommy's little monster." Franny told a cute little story that the other night he was sleeping on her chest so she couldn't really get up to adjust herself. My brother was sleeping beside her so she said, "Curt, get this little monkey off of me" to which he sleepily jumped up and asked, "What monkey do you need?" Ethan's nursery has a jungle theme so there is no shortage of monkeys in the house. Ethan being the biggest one.

Friday, October 20, 2006

Make Like a Baby and Head Out Haiku Friday

My how things have changed
New member of the family
Love is in the air
Mother effing Mets
My close link to the Dodgers
Sucky World Series
Geez, bipolar much?
What did I say about love?
It's the midterm stress

Thursday, October 19, 2006

No Half-Nekked Auntie

April 19 - May 19
A new relationship is likely to form soon, and it will probably be with someone who is already in your life. Perhaps it is someone you knew in high school and you're just recently back in touch, or perhaps a colleague at work suddenly begins to pay you a lot of attention. Romance is definitely in the air today, dear Taurus, so keep your eyes open for subtle cues from the potential dates.

This is today's horoscope. It's pretty on the money because of many reasons. I am back in touch with jailbird so there's that. Then, after class I made a new buddy and we exchanged numbers, made plans to go to the museum and he emailed me last night. Potentials? Let's hope so! Haha. Also, the nice girl in class turned out to be someone who went to my high school. She was a senior when I was a freshman so we didn't know eachother then but the 805 really is proving to be tiny. Not that we'll date, as she is a wife and mother, I'm just saying. Crazy MSN.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Hump Day for Aunties!

Wow. I'm beat and I wasn't even the one to give birth. Yesterday was the best experience of my life to this point. My brother Curtis was the definition of proud papa and seeing him crying when he looked at his son literally melted my heart right out of my body. Thank God with all the placenta lying around everywhere, no one noticed. Frannis looked better than all of us and she not only popped out a big ol' baby but she had been awake for days. She did a great job. And for those of you worried about it, this blog won't become "It's all about Ethan" but right now I'm euphoric over my first nephew. Just about as stoked as my parents are about becoming grandparents. My dad told Frannis, "This is the best gift anyone could have given me." Kill me now. Dying.
Strange things were afoot at the hospital though. The nurse that delivered Ethan is one of my best guy friend's ex-girlfriends from high school. My nephew's "other aunt" is someone I went to high school with. My brother's buddy Fino from when they were in high school was also at the hospital having his 2nd baby on his birthday. Wow, right? I guess the 805 is just a tiny little town and everyone's connected.
Last night I went over to my friend Eli's house because he said he had a surprise for me. He said that he had something that he really appreciated when he became an uncle. Now, Eli is not so sentimental and I had no idea what was in store. Well, he'd gone out and bought a bottle of champagne (2 actually - one's for my brother) and he toasted me. That was awesome. Followed up by making me dinner... well quite frankly it couldn't have been a better night. So that's that in a nutshell. Tomorrow will resume my regular posting about nonsense.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Ethan Daniel B****h

The new grandparents with Mom

Why are you so serious? Do you have sideburns?

This kid's nut sack is NO JOKE

The proud parents.

8 pounds, 9 ounces. 21 inches. Born October 17 at 2:30 in the afternoon.
You guys? I'm in love.
And thank you so much for your thoughts and wishes.

Nephew Watch '06 Update!!!

Well I got a phone call at 2:30 this morning that Franny was at the hospital. Jumped into some clothes and drove vehicular out to Ventura to the hospital. Her contractions were about 5 minutes apart and she'd dilated a centimeter. Poor thing was in a lot of pain. After an hour and a half of sitting around they sent her home. She no sooner got to the condo and they had to turn right back around because her water broke. Stupid hospitals. I guess they walked her up and down the halls, for which she thanked them by vomiting in said hall. Now she's at about 5 centimeters. That little man is coming today come hell or high water. I will update you as I know more. I have literally been dreaming about babies all night and I want to meet my nephew soooooooo bad that I'm on pins and needles.

11:00 a.m. - I lied when I said she was up to 5 centimeters this morning. It was actually 3. Now she's up to 6. At this rate Peanut ought to be here this afternoon... we're guessing around 4?

12:00 p.m. - They're giving her some drugs to bring the contractions closer together. She remains steady at 6 cms. Father & Mother are sans sleep.

Monday, October 16, 2006

Stars 4, Kings 1

I want to be a passenger on a zamboni so bad.
Barnaby & Avery... not much unlike ebony & ivory right?
Fight!!! Penalties all around.
I'm sorry... Who's the Boss?

3rd row. Center ice. Spitting distance from the Dallas penalty box. Alyssa Milano. Secret stalker pics cuz she said "no pictures" to the gals behind us. Ya heard. There was a melee that involved all the players so you can see their gear scattered on the ice. God do I love hockey. We even bought Peanut his own little warm up outfit. So cute. If only he'd show up so he could wear it.

Lotsa Stuff

  • My nephew is "in the position" but not going anywhere. Apparently Franny's womb is the place to be. So far my nephew is proving to me that he is naughty and needs a spankin'.
  • I have what is commonly referred to as a hangover today. Many beers, many ball games... the 2 go hand in hand. A Monday hangover is not something I recommend. Friday maybe. But not Monday.
  • Mets? Get on with your bad selves! Take it all the way!
  • I easily gained back those 3 pounds I told you I lost over the weekend. Why can't I resist a hot wing? And Pistachio Haagen Dazs?
  • For some reason, I'm friends with most of my exes. It makes me wonder, why is it they don't want to be with me yet they don't want to let me go?
  • Delishis (I'm pretty sure that's the way Flav spelled it) won Flavor of Love last night. I kinda thought it would be Krazy but knew for damn sure it wouldn't be New York. Bitches be crazy. I'm antsy for next week's reunion show. I'm hooked.
  • Is it wrong for a married man and father to send an ex girlfriend a pic of his penis? Just wondering.
  • Target is the place to be for Halloween stuff, you guys. I can't go in there without spending at least $100. I'm now the proud owner of 3 seasons of Arrested Development on DVD. Yes!
  • Someone bought me a rose last night. I can't remember the last time that happened.

I'll try and be a little less lame in further blog postings. Thanks.

Saturday, October 14, 2006

Nephew Watch 2006!!!

Yesterday I had the good fortune on a very unlucky day to get 4 free hockey tickets for tonight's Kings vs. Dallas Stars game. See if my guys can't get their dignity back after Thurday's loss (season's still young...). Naturally I invited my brother and his very pregnant girlfriend but when she called to ask her doctor for permission she got a big fat no. Turns out the little guy has stretched her a good 2 inches in a matter of a couple weeks and he's in the crowning position. There was a lot of talk about her cervix and centimeters and dilation but I won't go into all that here. In layman's terms, if she doesn't have my nephew this weekend it's going to come down to inducing labor... probably Monday. So say your prayers, light your candles and cross your fingers for my family that all goes well. I'll keep you posted.
(This was my 500th post. Wow, right?) Still no baby. Still not an auntie. Sis-in-law's headed to the OB/GYN at 10 a.m. here on the 16th of October. We'll have more news then.

Friday, October 13, 2006

Do me! Do me!

I ____ Randi.
Randi is ____.
Randi thinks a lot about _______.
When I think of _________, I think of Randi.
If I were alone in a room with Randi, I would _______.
I think Randi should _____.
Randi needs ______.
I want to ____________ Randi.
If I could describe Randi in a word: _______.

Naturally, I stole this from Itchy.

Blue Haiku Friday

Internet is slow
Cloudy gray skies say it's rain
TGIF, kids
Happy hour last night
The Mets are former Dodgers
I'm glad they're winning
School is super hard
I cancelled the housewarming
Too overwhelming
Haiku Fridays

Thursday, October 12, 2006

Nails & Boobies HNT

Remember, October is Breast Cancer Awareness month. Don't forget to shower the boobs you love with a lot of affection and TLC. And while you're at it, go make a donation. I missed the Boobie-Thon this year but that doesn't mean you can't go drop some dollar$.
And, DD, this mani's for you!
HaPpY hNt!!!

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Weight on Wednesday

It's so weird typing with my acrylics on again. A lot noisier, too... but damn do my hands look good! Yippeee! No more scratchies and sex appeal? Can't beat that.
Anyway, what I really came here to rant about today is my weight. For those of you long-time readers and archive lurkers, this should come of no surprise. I went on Weight Watchers last year and lost about 13 pounds, going from 178 to 165. Over the past several months I've been doing a maintenance program that consists of a lot of fat-free yogurt, 100-calorie snack packs, carrot sticks and Lean Cuisine lunches. So far so good. Maybe about 3 pounds managed to find their way back to my ass but for the most part I've been pretty consistent. I blame the candy in the office and my lack of will power for my gain. I refuse to blame the beer. I love it too much to accuse it of hurting me.
Well getting sick sure re-motivated me to jump back on the diet bandwagon. Over the course of my week at home I managed to drop those 3 pounds and right now my size 10s are sitting loosely on my hips. The gym has been nothing more than a fantasy because of my inability to breathe for more than a few minutes without coughing or blowing my nose but I simply can't wait to get back on that treadmill. I even went and bought a Crunch Pilates/Yoga DVD to do at home because BFF inspired me with her dedication to her Pilates class.
With winter coming, I'm going to need all the inspiration I can get. Those bulky clothes and holiday treats spell nothing but delicious disaster. I know I'm not a big ol' fatty and I refuse to call myself names. I like who I see in the mirror in the morning but I just want my tummy to be a little flatter and for my butt to be a bit firmer. It's not much I'm asking for. So that's that. Kind of a "this is the first day of the rest of my life" post but I just wanted to rant. It's my blog. They let me do that here.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Nothing Doing

So it's Tuesdsay. Round 2 at the office. I got sent home at noon yesterday because everyone got tired of listening to me cough and blow my nose. Currently I'm sipping on my favorite tea concoction and wishing it was a strong cup of coffee. But I'm feeling better! I can't believe it but it's true. I slept from 1 'til 4 yesterday afternoon and went to bed for good at 9. I don't ever need to sleep again.
I don't know if it was because of Columbus Day or what but you select few have turned me into a comment whore here on my blog and yesterday I was super sad that lots of you weren't heard from. This is not a guilt trip, more of a compliment on how nice it is to hear from everyone.
I'm getting my fake nails put back on tonight. I need them. This stubby handed bullshit isn't working for me any more. I want beautiful hands. Not that it will matter, competing with my cold sore and all.
I think that ought to do it for now. If something fascinating happens I'll be sure to post again. Have a nice Tuesday.

Monday, October 09, 2006

Monday Blabber

On Friday night I ended up hanging out with my ex (a.k.a. Jailbait). That was very interesting and not at all painful. Quite nice actually. The moral of that story is to not close too many doors because then you won't have the most random occurances to tell good stories about later. I'd also like to point out that I can hook up with someone when I have a cold sore on my lip and am recovering from the flu, basically relentless snot and coughing, yet when I am all dolled up and dressed to the nines, I can't even land a number. 'Splain that to me please.

On Saturday I watched my boys in blue kiss the playoffs goodbye. It wouldn't have been so bad if they hadn't been swept but what can you do? It's hard to be in love with a team that always seems to let you down but it was a good season nonetheless. Maybe next year will be their year. The plus side is that hockey season has started and I can now invest all of my team spirit into the Kings. I'll miss you, Luc!

On Sunday I got pulled over for doing a California Roll which is basically the equivalent of slowing through a stop sign. I thought I stopped but what do I know? Mustn't have been for the mandatory three seconds. To my good fortune, I had Hetero Life Partner in the passenger seat and when the cop approached my window he saw her there, said his hellos and sent me on my way with nothing more than a warning (and maybe a pee stain in my panties but that's another tale for another day). It helps to know people that work in the Police Department.

And now today I'm back to work. Poor co-workers. I bet they're tired of all my sounds already. Too bad my work won't continue paying for me to sleep all day... Oh, and Columbus? You can suck it. Poser.

Sunday, October 08, 2006

The Departed

Today I went to see The Departed, Martin Scorsese's latest attempt at nabbing that elusive Best Director Oscar. It's inevitable that I will compare all of his films to my favorite of his, Goodfellas, and this one actually stands up to the comparison. The Departed focuses on the Irish side of organized crime and left the Italians out of it. Set in Boston, it explores the corruption in its State Police Department. The all-star cast is impossible to ignore: Leo DiCaprio, Matt Damon, Alec Baldwin, Mark Wahlberg (I like him! I really like him!), Martin Sheen and, of course, Jack Nicholson. All of their performances were impressive and the twists in this movie kept me on the edge of my seat until the credits rolled. The tension is palpable when the two worlds of good and bad collide. The running time of this movie is about two and a half hours but it never felt too long. It's hard to review The Departed because I don't want to give away too much of the intense plot but I highly recommend seeing this one. There wasn't a moment when it didn't live up to my expectations.

Friday, October 06, 2006

New Link Button Haiku Friday

Home again today
The boss told me to stay here
My fourth day of this
Being sick sure sucks
Don't forget to get flu shots
'Tis the season now
You guys are so sweet
Thanks for all the well wishes
I'll be better soon
Haiku Fridays

P.S. Check out that sweeeeeeeeeet Haiku Friday button Exile created. You can go to his blog and get one of your very own so you, too, can play along. Is that not the coolest shit ever?

Thursday, October 05, 2006

Pajama Thursday

Yah, that's right. Still at home. Went to the doctor yesterday and he pretty much thanked me for ushering in the flu season. Now I'm all hopped up on codeine and I'm feelin' good. Well, better. Back to work tomorrow I guess. HNT was not an option today. There is nothing sexy about Kleenex, runny noses or puffy faces. Nothing at all. I'm not even in cute jammies.

Good thing about sick days? I get to watch DVDs. I threw in my newest acquisition of Pee Wee's Big Adventure and I wasn't disappointed. What concerns me, however, is how much I'm like P.W. We both have extremely eclectic homes and I talk to Vehicular EXACTLY THE SAME WAY as he talks to his beloved bike. If you haven't seen this one in a while, I recommend popping it in. Hard to believe, but I was only 8 years old when that bad boy was made. And I still love it just the same. And here's some fun trivia: one of the hobos is Blue from Old School. How about that?

And just because I'm in a rambling mood I am going to give you some Gran-isms that we use in our family. Ready? Here goes:
Er-uh: used when you're thinking of what to say next. Usually you say this with your mouth full as in "Er-uh, so and so is sure getting fat, isn't she?" (Everyone's fat. Everyone.)
Cripe Man: We think this may be a form of a curse word as in "Cripe man that was a delicious veal cutlet."
Dink: Usually this refers to my father the "Dumb Dink Bastard."
Jeezum Pwell: A variation on Jesus Christ.
Ta: used instead of Thank You. That's from Australia. I'd like to spread this one.
Oh, Gran. She's full of 'em. Quotes, too. Like to hear 'em? Here they go:
"I like a hot piece of fish and a cold beeyah." (a beeyah is actually a beer in Maine-speak)
"Re-heated beef makes me vomit."
"I don't like chocolate chips/sprinkles/desserts" Even though she never turns 'em down.

And that oughta do'er. Hope everyone has a Happy Thursday, half-nekked or otherwise.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

911 is a Joke in Yo' Town

Picture, this. Sicily, 1932. Ok, actually it was my bedroom at 2 o'clock in the morning but I do so love my Sophia from Golden Girls. I'd just gotten up to blow my nose for the 10 billionth time and pee AGAIN thanks to the gallons of tea and water I'd drunk over the course of my day home from work and the ginormous bowl of Wor Won Ton soup Miss Kitty was kind enough to bring me for supper. My neighborhood is generally pretty quiet in the middle of the night but there was a dog across the street going absolutely nutso, barking his itty bitty head off for no less than 25 minutes. I figured, being the good neighbor and attentive citizen that I am, I would call and have the police do a drive-by just to make sure everything is on the up and up. Not 911 or anything, just the regular old number. We have a lot of taggers 'round these parts and I just can't stand that shit. Then again, I've also watched way too many hours of Court TV so I couldn't help but let my imagination run wild that the couple in the house had been slain in their foyer and the dog was trying to warn someone. Niiiice. So basically I would just like to give mad props to the Oxnard Police Department for their quick response time. Naturally, the dog stopped barking the second I'd called but I looked out my window about a minute after I'd hung up the phone and there goes the cruiser with his spotlight on my building. Well, played OPD. Well played indeed. Oh, and the dog barked until about 6 a.m. but what are you going to do?

On a side note, I'm dying. I'd like to take a moment and say thank you to the lovely barista at my neighborhood Starbucks who recommended combining Zen and Refresh teas in the Venti cup with a side of 3 honeys. It is my salvation. I wouldn't be surprised if at 2 p.m. the doctor didn't tell me I have walking pneumonia or some bullshit. I've never called in sick 2 days in a row. That blows. Much like my nose.
K, hope you guys have a great Wednesday. Hump someone for me.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006


If there is a sickness floating around I can guarantee you I'll get it. When I was a babysitter, it was constant. Whatever the kids brought home from school, I managed to breathe it in. Who knows where I got this cold but I'm home sick today from work with a lot of drainage happening in my head. It's hard to say whether I'm just being a huge baby or if I really need the day off but it is sure going to come in handy when it comes to getting my reading done for class. Maybe catch up on Y&R even though I'm sure that shit will pick up right where I left it years ago. But my cold is going to keep me from seeing the baby's nursery and going to consult with a tattoo artist about fixing the monstrosity on my back. Always when I have plans. I think it's karma because I told my Gran I wasn't feeling well over the weekend and didn't go see her. The "not feeling well" was probably a hangover but she's none the wiser. I guess the moral of that story is: don't cry wolf. I love a good moral.

Monday, October 02, 2006


It's a little late for a Monday post but I march to the beat of my own drummer. Do not judge me. Truth be told, this weekend went nothing like I'd planned and that happens so often I wonder why I even bother trying to make plans in the first place. On Friday night rather than go down to a punk show in Long Beach I ended up going to happy hour and then to a very gorgeous beach house for a wee wine tasting-slash-dinner party. Very good company, food and drink. That seems to be a weekend theme lately, the drinking. I'm wondering if I should start evaluating whether or not I have a "problem."
Said party also inspired me to go ahead and throw a wine tasting house warming of my very own. Ladies only. How cute is that? People are always inviting me to things so what better than to invite them into my humble home and fill them with tasty hors d'oeuvres and vino. I wish all of you Blogger girls weren't so far away or I'd totally invite you, too.
This brings out a wee bit of anxiety in me though... will people come? Will they have a good time? Is my Evite too cheesy? What tiny edibles will I serve? What music will be on rotation? AAAAAGH! Of course mere minutes after I sent the little Evite on its way I got responses in the affirmative so that part I'm not too worried about but it's just so odd to throw a party. And I use the word "party" in its loosest sense. Quite frankly, it's going to be open house style with no formalities. And I'm just pleased as punch that in 20 days I'll be the hostess with the mostest. Cute. K, that's all.

Sunday, October 01, 2006

Jackass 2

How does one review a movie like this? I must confess I own 2 volumes of the television show as well as the first Jackass movie on DVD. I've never watched them at home but it's comforting to know they're there in case I ever need a good laugh. The first Jackass I watched years ago by myself in a tiny, old-fashioned movie theater in Los Angeles because no one would join me. I laughed so hard I thought I was going to choke on my Milk Duds. When I lived with my roommate and Jackass would come on MTV I would politely excuse myself to my room and be in hysterics all by my lonesome, knowing she didn't want to see anything that involved vomiting. Yet the next morning I knew she was envious that I had such a good time watching that show alone.
I don't know what it is, maybe the fact that I grew up with a younger brother, but I love these guys and all they do and all that they stand for. Even when the show would just show skateboarding, I was hooked. As my brother himself said yesterday after we took in a closed-captioned matinee of Jackass 2, "I just want to party with those dudes." The closed-captioned thing was a total accident but it was certainly a good thing to have seeing as we laughed so hard I missed half the dialogue.
All I can say is if you like to see people getting chased and gored by bulls, lots of testicles and watching bad boys being bad boys then this is the movie for you. When we left the theater, my brother and I could hardly breathe. Our backs were sore and we wanted to head back home for naps because we were literally worn out from all of the laughing. I pity the poor bastard that sat in front of me because of my excessive explosive laughter, repetitive squeals of "Oh no!" and continuous knee-slapping. I'm not even going to try and rehash the seemingly hundreds of pranks and stunts, just let it be known: I love Johnny Knoxville.
Long live Jackass!