Friday, 31 December 2004

happy new year! ugh, too much champagne :(

Wednesday, 29 December 2004


This show rules

the old ones with Jeff latest pop culture obsession.

Monday, 27 December 2004

Today I have decided that instead of moping about, and being whiny and saying “what am I going to do with my life?” I am just going to embrace this last week of 2004 and enjoy and wallow in the fact that there is nothing I have to do. So today I am reading magazines and books and listening to Cat Stevens and Iggy Pop and lounging around Hefner-like in pj’s and a silky robe. I say silky because it feels like silk, but it is not, it is some strange concoction of polyester (how can one material have so many different-textured incarnations?). Which reminds me of a guy I knew who used to always say “nice shirt, is it felt? (feeling the material) well it is now.”
Christmas was strange- involving wine, cheese, egg rolls, taquitos, deep-fried raviolis, cold cuts, champagne, spritz cookies, fudge, brownies, more wine, popcorn, soon to be ex-brother-in-law, soon to be step-father (do I really have to call him my stepdad? I am an adult, couldn’t he just be my mother’s husband? It is altogether too weird to fully comprehend at this point), vomiting in the bushes (thankfully that was not me), bulldogs puppies eating said vomit (I got the unfortunate task of attempting to clean them on the sly so as few people as possible would realize what happened, yeck! Sis, you owe me one, I’d say).Today is the sad anniversary of my father’s death, fourth anniversary, and I am attempting to do him proud by not crying today. So far so good. I am just trying to stay busy doing nutty things that will keep me distracted. I bought some watercolors and a game of Yahtzee.

Tuesday, 21 December 2004

Holy schnikes, I almost forgot Minka's animated Christmas greeting!

A blatant attempt to generate revenue

"I somehow some way keep coming up with funky ass shit like every single day" Snoop D O Double-Gizzle. So I quoted cuz I got my mind on my money and my money on my mind. Who will employ the likes of my paranoid moody self?

In the interim, y'all could purchase one of the following fine products:

Pups n' Kitties on mugs and such

If you like Siamese cats, you will love a shirt or something with Minka on it, wontcha?

If you like Chinese Crested dogs (or just odd looking dogs in general) check out Marmalade...and you thought Mr Winkle cornered the market on having ones tongue constantly hanging out the side of ones mouth. Meet Miss Maramalade: in your face, Winkle!

or, also, if you lil book (novella more than novel I suppose...)

sorry, I am just so depressed cuz it is Christmas....rats. I am a whiny little beotch all the time lately. I am trying to curb that shit, but it is hard.

Remember what we are thankful for, or what I am thankful for anyway:
the girls, my mama and sisters and bros in law and nieces and nephews and Kris and Lisa K. and Leta..... and books to read, read "the Lovely Bones"-I was afraid that would be so depressing but it is actually so wonderful. And the BBC, I love 'em... first of all Python of course, but oh my gosh I just discovered "Coupling"--ohh what a great show.... plus Ab Fab and French and Saunders and you know I will always love "Are You Being Served?" I am so dorky......And thanks to whoever had the ancient tape of the Star Wars Holiday Special, and sold some on Ebay, a true comedy classic, that. Here is a pic from the Gio's Christmas party:
oh yeah, and Courtney Love is still such my girl and I hope she does bounce back, I know she will.... buy America's Sweetheart ... it is terrific and everyone dumps on her and ignored that album. For the love of God, huh? I mean lots of people bought that stupid faux-lesbian Catholic schoolgirl group accounting for taste I guess, especially mine, heh.

Tuesday, 14 December 2004

Egad, it's Christmas. Eck. This is an emotional time anyway, because Dad died just after Christmas and his birthday was at the beginning of December. And now it is twice as sad because this will be the 1st Christmas without my brother-in-law since I was about 5. my middle sis and I were saying that divorce is almost like if the person who is not blood related to you died, and it's true. So overall it is a melancholy and blue, blue blue blue Christmas. In any case, Minka would like to wish everyone a Meowy Christmas.
blargh! this is not posting that pic why why why and mink is on my knee, purring about her xmas debut...

ah yesssss finally! oh, that lil dude looks like a beanie baby Jesus, but actually it is Qui Gon Jinn (Ginn or Jinn? not even sure) which Marcus gave me cuz I'm a Star Wars geek....not too much though I guess cuz I can't spell the name...... anyway a lil silliness is good to chase away the rest of the shit that life brings...

oh here is another pic cuz I can never get enough of sistas. I wasn't born yet, not until about 7 years later....

that is too classic. I love that. Oh, I am going to post that on Craigslist hehehe cuz more peeps will see it there. See, all it takes to pull my dumb ass out of a deep blue funk is some funny pictures and also some wine.

Friday, 5 November 2004

I guess it is from stress, related to losing my job, but I am the sickest that I have been in some time. I had a cold that hung on for two weeks, and has now mutated into some bizarre flu. I am alternately depressed as hell and uncontrollably giddy. I was just laughing so hard at some bizarre email from my mom that was forwarding photos of animals, cute photos- but with titles in german or something. For example there was a picture of these foxes with huge ears, called fuchs. And a leopard called gepard. And something called guten-schlag, I really could not begin to tell you what it was. Then there was a housecat and an eagle and I cannot recall the name of that particular photo at the moment, but the title of it alongside the picture had me ROTFLMAO.

I was going to post the fuchs but the picture is too fuching big

so you get this instead

Monday, 1 November 2004

It's all the same, only the names will change

thus spake Bon Jovi, and innit true? innit?

Lost miserable job, which, believe me is for the best. It was like cars playing chicken, who is going to swerve off the road first.... well it was them godammit and piss on em anyway.... I got a lovely parting gift.

Had marvelous weekend, got to hang out with my lil nieces, which always cheers me up some. Just got home today....having 80's flashback day, complete w/ Pac Man and Dexy's Midnight Runners....

Think I will be blogging more these days, in vain effort to avoid job hunting on Craigslist....

that's all fer now

Vote.... if you are informed. otherwise stay home and blog about stupid shit and aspire to find a way to become informed, from an unbiased time...

Wednesday, 8 September 2004

This is cut n' paste from an email so sorry about the >>>~~~ya know

> > Every gun that is fired, every warship launched,> every rocket fired, > > > signifies, in the final sense, a theft from those> who hunger and are > > > not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed.> > > The world in arms is not spending money alone. > > > It is spending the sweat of its laborers, the> genius of its > > > scientists, the hopes of its children.> > > ~~~~~Dwight D. Eisenhower (April 1953, Washington,> D.C.)~~~~~~~~ > > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> > > > > > The world has achieved brilliance without> conscience. > > > Ours is a world of nuclear giants and ethical> infants.> > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~General Omar> Bradley~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > > >>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> > > We hang the petty thieves and appoint the great> ones to public office.> > > > > >>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Aesop~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> > >>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> > > If pigs could vote, the man with the slop bucket> would be elected > > > swineherd every time, no matter how much> slaughtering he did on the > > > side.> > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Orson Scott> Card~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> > > What luck for the rulers that men do not think.> > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ AdolfHitler--~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> > Those who cast the votes decide nothing. > > > Those who count the votes decide everything. > > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Josef> Stalin~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> > > God is on everyone's side ... and in the last> analysis, he is on the > > > side with plenty of money and large armies.> > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Jean> Anouilh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> > > A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a> statistic.> > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Joseph Stalin~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> > > When two elephants fight it is the grass that> suffers.> > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~African Proverb> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> > > > > >>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> > > "In Germany, the Nazis came for the Communists and> I didn't speak up > > > because I'm not a Communist.> > > Then they came for the Jews and I didn't speak up> because I was not a > > > Jew.> > > Then they came for the trade unionists and I> didn't speak up because I > > > was not a trade unionist.> > > Then they came for the Catholics and I was a> Protestant so I didn't > > > speak up.> > > Then they came for me. By that time there was no> one to speak up for > > > anyone." - ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Martin> Niemoller~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> > >>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> > > ~~~~~~~~~~~> > > If... the machine of government... > > > is of such a nature that it requires you to be the> agent of injustice > > > to another, then, I say, break the law.> > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Henry David> Thoreau~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > > >> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> > > " How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a> single moment To improve > > > the world."> > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Anne> Frank~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~>

Sunday, 5 September 2004

I love the Osbournes because it just goes to show it doesn't matter how rich you are, you still may end up picking up dogshit and reading US magazine. i am watching my 1st season DVD, it is one of those weekends where i don't feel like doing anything....have those a lot lately. But back to dogshit, you know when i was in kindergarten, on Halloween I went as Miss America. A fancy dress and a red velvet cape, sash, and a tinfoil crown. And that was the first day that I ever picked up dogshit. Who remembers the first time they picked up dogshit, ya know? But here I am watching the Osbournes and thinking of that.

and i am making chicken "Banquet" brand frozen fried chicken. And it smells damn good. It reminds me of at Great America, back in the day before it was Paramounts it used to be Marriots, and there was a yummy chicken place. I better go for now because i keep spelling chicken "chicking" and that is a sure sign (sine) that i had too much Vodka and I should really try to be good on a Sunday cuz that is the Sabbath innit and I am s'posed to keep it holy....

that is at Great America circa the time they had the chicken place, as well as the very merry Mardi Gras parade "the parade passes by with it's flags waving high, shout hooray it's a day like the fourth of July, in a marching revue Great America for you, it's the merry Mardi Gras parade!" back then they had the warners characters, and now they are true hanna barbarians. But you can go to Marine World for Bugs N Daffy.

Monday, 23 August 2004

My oldest sister is getting a divorce, and it is surreal to me. They have been married for 22 years, the majority of my lifetime they have been married, and it is really odd to think that they will not be married anymore. I think my mom and my middle sister and her kids and I are taking it the hardest. Very strange. First divorce in our family, really.

Thursday, 8 July 2004


Writing from Pennington New Jersey... it is gorgeous here, I don't know how NJ gets such a bad rap.

Having fun, mostly, went to New York yesterday. Did the touristy things, like the Empire State Building. And cuz i am so cheesy, we also went to Madame Tussaud's.

The other day we stayed on a boat, and I swam in the Atlantic Ocean for the first time. Only on one particular day was Kris really shit-faced and awful. But I have a feeling he may be tonight as well. He is at a bar with some 5th grade classmates, I went for a while but came back here to chill out. I think that Kris is not the person for me. Even though I love him, he is mainly just causing me problems. We have had some fun though.

The other day we ate at this place and it was yummy. We also went to Princeton College. I have lots of pictures that I will post when i get back.

Now I am going to go watch cable, which is novel only because I don't have it at home. Hopefully, if Kris is going to be really late, I will fall asleep before he gets here instead of sitting around worrying about the motherfucker. He really is more trouble than he is worth. I am not sure why I feel so obligated to do right by him. He won't help himself. :(

Friday, 25 June 2004

Elvis traded places with an Elvis impersonator, because he was tired of fame. So it was the impersonator who died, and Elvis ended up in a rest home in Texas. Or so goes the plot of Bubba Ho-tep...and there is even more strangeness than that. A black JFK and a soul-sucking mummy. I dug that movie. Very funny.

I actually have been sticking to my exercise program which is rare for me.The best thing on that excercise dvd is you can select to have the music on it turned off, and then you can still hear what the lady is saying. Which is great cuz then I can listen to whatever gets me off my butt, so far Leatherface and the Buzzcocks have worked the best.

I am not in the mood to clean my apartment and that was what I swore to do this weekend, I am a giant slacker. Oh well

Tuesday, 8 June 2004

Ugh I am still so undecided on what to do about Kris and it is making me sick to my stomach. His brother thinks I should giev him an ultimatum, but dear God the man's mother just died... that is a little hardcore. Then again, I stop and think... I am thirty... I am investing all this energy into a relationship that is a dead end relationship unless there is a major change. I am really done with driking all the time too, it sucks. But anyways, I am really stressed. And it is making me take every petty stupid little thing that happens at my job too seriously and I am really fed-up with it. Especially with my passive-agressive boss. And I have been goofing around on the computer for 2 hours trying to avoid receving phone calls. Oh, what fun!

I can't decide if I need a good laugh or a good cry. I might go with the cry and watch Terms of Endearment.

Saturday, 5 June 2004

This is the way we go insane, go insane, go insane
this is the way we go insane, early in the morning....

merry merry had a lamb and blah de whoop de doo

mommy mommy had a dog and doggie went poo poo

if i was a rich girl, nananananananananananananaanana

then I would never ever work again, and I would donate to charity, and also, I would travel around the world.

and I would volunteer, and write and draw and paint and hang around with my lil nieces and my good sister....and any other family members and people that I like.....

Monday, 31 May 2004

You know it seems the more we talk about it, it only makes it worse to live without it- Brian Wilson (I guess)

Finally went to see Life of Brian in the theater. Best comedy ever, I think. Took my mother, and wasn't sure if she would get offended or anything. But she cracked up. She totally liked it. You can never tell with Ma. There was a preview for a documentary about Metallica and she said that she would like to see that. It goes to show you never can tell- Chuck Berry

After a four day weekend I hate to have to go back to work tomorrow. But at least we have a new operations manager and hopefully she works towards eliminating all the bullshit. Still and always I wish I had a different job in a different field. But once again, like Brian Wilson said...

Poor Kris, his mom died on Saturday. He is taking it hard, I think. I still will not see him until July 1st. He is going to stay put until then. I wish there was something I can do, but from my experience I would say there is nothing much anybody can do when something like that happens, except for listening.

I actually ordered something off of an infomercial yesterday. It is a workout DVD. Slim in 6 weeks they say. Of course it takes 2-3 weeks to deliver so it may be Slim in 9 weeks, all told. ;)

Tuesday, 25 May 2004

here is a picture of dear sweet Sphinxy.. by the way

So my birthday went well... and even though I have crossed the threshold of yet another decade I don't feel that much wiser. I wonder when I will stop doing stupid shit. And start using real words and being clear instead of using the shortcut of curse words.

For my birthday I got charm bracelet charms, dresses, shoes, OZ season 3 and a digital camera. The camera is brilliant because it takes moving pictures too... and I can edit it on my computer... and hopefully I will regain some of my passion for that- the passion that was stomped out of me by that asshole used-car dealership commercial making Trekkie jerk I used to work for. Bitter...who, me?

We relived the 70's and froze our asses off seeing STYX at the Concord Pavilion. Damn was it cold, and my sister in her hooded sweatshirt and her husbands parka looked just like the lil brother in A Christmas Story, when he gets all bundled up to the point where he can't even move his arms heheh. There was an audience member, a guy in a powder blue zoot suit with a pin-up girl tie, and my nephew and I thought that guy rocked like no one else. I also love the kiddie rockers... I even saw a 8 or 9 year old gal in a motorcycle jacket with KISS airbrushed on the back!..STYX was good tooo...the keyboard guy did this ragtime bit that was incredible. I like STYX. I love almost everybody... I swear at home I bounce back and forth from like punk to 40's and 50's to old country to disco...completely schizo musical taste.

Tuesday, 18 May 2004

Kris is away, to see his mom. I will not be joining him until July. I miss that fella. Last week we went to see the Distillers. Nice that he was willing to go with me because that is not his usual style of music. I mean he doesn't listen to punk ever unless I make him, heheh.

He is going to miss my birthday... but that is okay cuz his mom needs him.

I don't know what it is but I can only write in the simplest sentences and yet I am rambling and have no point. I used to like writing and now it feels like a chore....well I have to try to get back into it.

Saturday, 8 May 2004

adjourn league commissary constitute european eastwood gaze diamagnetism garland pawnshop eke deconvolve appraise elsevier vandenberg buzzer belong attitudinal embedder algaecide elution sextillion despond blossom conjectural sulfanilamide anarchy supernatant drum ellen egocentric bufflehead ell audit thallophyte toby brazen predatory schoolroom

For Mother's day my mom asked for food for her pets, and for us kids (well we are not actually kids, but you know you know) to come over and assist her with her yardwork. As I said before, Johnny. Then she got worried that we were at risk of being bitten by a rattlesnake, because twice she found rattlesnakes in her backyard. One even bit the poor dog, Buster. He recovered. Now she says we can go ahead and do it. Oh boy oh boy. Personally I'm more worried about ticks. Because that's just gross!

Sunday, 2 May 2004

in a perverse attempt to cheer myself up, I am going to plagiarize (is that how you spell it? ) myself...... and whoever wrote the fine song that follows:

I have heard many bad songs in my life, but none as exquisitely awful as "Run Joey Run" by David Geddes. This tragic tale of unplanned pregnancy and the violence that it caused was actually #3 on the Disco charts in 1975...although I would not actually consider it disco (it was right behind Glenn Campbell's "Rhinestone Cowboy" which I would not call disco, either- who knew there was ever such a thing as a disco chart, anyhow?). I was a mere infant that year, and might have missed out on the hearing this dumb song if it weren't for my older sister and her 8-track tape of it. I would weep openly upon hearing it, not quite grasping the plot but realizing somebody died at the end... Without further ado- the lyrics...



Voice of Julie, who sounds approximately 12 years old::
Daddy, please don't - it wasn't his fault
He means so much to me
Daddy, please don't, we're gonna get married
Just you wait and see

Joey (David Geddes):
Every night, the same old dream
I hate to close my eyes
I can't erase the memories
The sound of Julie's cries...
She called me up, late that night
And she said, "Joe, don't come over
My dad and I just had a fight
And he stormed out the door
I've never seen him act this way
My God, he's goin' crazy
He say's he's gonna make you pay
For what we've done
He's got a gun so

Julie again:
Daddy, please don't, it wasn't his fault
He means so much to me
Daddy, please don't, we're gonna get married
Just you wait and see

Joey (who doesn't follow directions):
Got in my car and I drove like mad
Till I reached Julie's place
She ran to me, with tear-filled eyes
And bruises on her face
All at once, I saw him there
Sneaking up behind me (Julie: Watch out!)
Then Julie yelled "He's got a gun!"
And she stepped in front of me
Suddenly, a shot rang out, and I saw Julie falling
I ran to her, I held her close
When I looked down, my hands were red
And here's the last words Julie said...

Julie (softly):
Daddy, please don't
It wasn't his fault
He means so much to me
Daddy please don't
We're gonna ... get... mar-ried...



This song seemed to be part of a sub-genre of music, which is a song where someone dies at the end (or in the case of "Seasons in the Sun" is dying while writing the song..."perhaps he was dictating"). Other examples include "Billy, Don't Be a Hero", "Teen Angel", "Country Bumpkin", "Honey" and one that I believe was called "Rocky" and contained the immortal lyric, "Rocky, I've never had to die before, don't know if I can do it."

yeah a bad song cheers me up every time! hooboy!
So we got our tickets for the trip... we are going for sure. I don't know why, but I am not very excited about it. And I have always wanted to see New York since I was a little kid. Part of my general apathy about life, I guess. I need someone to kick me in the ass to get me more enthusiastic about things. Geez Louise...

that's Louise BTW

For mother's day we are gonna help my mom w/ her back yard chores. Which is great except for the fact that rattlesnakes sometimes show up in her backyard. If i ever saw a rattlesnake I would be a total puss about it!

Saturday, 1 May 2004

my hair color today. well, it's a little more magenta

and here is what else I did today based on old diary entries of my sister's and mine.

can you tell i am trying to avoid cleaning?

Sunday, 25 April 2004

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and that's all I have to say about that
the gift of life extension, by divine intervention

what a weird lyric, but boy did I love Olivia Newton-John when I was a lil girl. And I loved that reunion w/ John Travolta, in Two of a Kind. Cuz it was Sandy and Danny again. But not. You know what, I watched that the other day and he sure looked like Freddie Mercury when he was robbing that bank.

soon I will get to live my dream of going to New York, though I will primarily be in New Jersey. For Kris's 30th reunion. and I am just about to turn thirty. So that is kinda odd but cool. innit??

Wednesday, 7 April 2004

And now it's time for

The Crazy Chef!!

Fun Things to COOK!

After getting some Portobello mushrooms and finding out that the way you cook them is similar to how you would cook a steak, I thought "why not regular mushrooms?" Why not indeed- so here are two variations on Montreal Steak Mushroom Madness
#1-- you will need- a buncha mushrooms, some olive oil, and McCormack's Montreal Steak Seasoning.
First-- put about 4 tablespoons of olive oil in the pan. Turn on medium heat, and add the seasoning (a few good shakes, I mean real good, don't be a sissy). Now slice your mushrooms and toss 'em in, adding more seasoning to your taste. Cook til done. You will be able to tell I swear, it's about a few minutes. You can tell by the smell and your mouth watering.
#2 --the variation is to cook spinach with it. When the mushrooms are just about done, throw in some spinach. Add a bit more olive oil (carefully, so you don't set yourself on fire). Keep in mind that the spinach will shrink as ya cook it, so add about twice as much as you would think you need. Voila! You are strong to the finich cuz you ates your Spinach. Stops it, Olives!

Chicken in a Window (otherwise known as Breakfast at Tiffany's, cuz my old friend and former roomate always made it. Also apparently called egg in the hole by some. If you know it, skip this section.)
You will need- your favorite loaf of bread (suggestion- Wheat!), some butter, and egg, and your favorite type of cheese (suggestion- PEPPER JACK!)
Melt some butter in a pan. Make a whole in the center of a slice of bread (using a small glass or cookie cutter or just cut out a lil square with a knife.) Throw it in the pan, and crack an egg above it so that it lands in the hole (you can stir the egg and yolk together so it will come out scrambled, if you prefer). Cook til it is done one one side, then flip it over and add a slice of cheese. Cook til the cheese melts. Yum Yum YUM. Don't forget some home fries go good on the side, use red potatoes and slice real thin, or else microwave a bit first. Add pepper and garlic and spices you like.

Good things to put on steak or hamburger patties are: Worcester Sauce, and Spice Islands Calcutta Heat seasoning. Probably that is sacreligious (because of sacred cows and all). But it is might fine tasting.

Chicken is good when overcooked with a little bit of garlic.

Something yummy to get at the grocery store and cook is: Zatarains Dirty Rice. Substititute scrambled eggs for ground beef if you don't like meat. Also check out Tasty Bite Indian food. It is in some high tech pouch and you don't have to refrigerate. It is pretty badass for a prepackaged food item.

My favorite way to make spaghetti--- you will need penne pasta (any brand), Five Brothers Spicy Red Bell pepper sauce (add curry powder or Calcutta heat for extra spice), shredded romano cheese and feta cheese (I forget the brand, but i prefer the one that is cubed, in olive oil with peppercorns). Prepare the pasta according to the directions on the package. Heat the sauce in a small saucepan and add the extra seasoning if so desired. When the pasta is done, toss it with the sauce. Lotsa people put it on the side, but screw that. Toss it together in a big bowl with the shredded romano cheese. Then, once it is on you plate add a few of the feta cubes. Zap it in the microwave for a sec so the feta is on the verge of melting. That is it. Molto benne, however you spell it.


Well, this one is an oldie but goodie. Invented in 4th or 5th grade by my friend Alison and I, and it used to incorporate Nestle Semi Sweet Morsels-- but that is a bit much at this period in history... soooo..
You will need: Jello instant pudding mix, Cool Whip (or real whipped cream that u make yourself- but Cool Whip is more disgusting and therefore more fun and yummy), whole milk and mini marshmallows. Mix the pudding mix (the powder) with the whipped cream. There is too much powder, eh? Well that is where the milk comes in! Add milk a bit at a time while stirring so you have a mousse-ish consistency. Now stir in mini marshmallows and pop that bad boy in the fridge for a good hour so it all becomes as one. HEAVENLY!

Sunday, 4 April 2004

I could not be happier about the upcoming rerelease of Life of Brian. Ever since my sister told me that a friend of hers urged that she had to go see The Passion of the Christ because "Jesus died for us." Okay, so... go to church, read the Bible, and judge not etc, etc. But I reaaaallly doubt that seeing Mel Gibson's movie is a requirement of Christianity. And there I go judging, *sigh* ...what the world needs now is Python, sweet Python. That is probably the most brilliant comedy ever made and it's the perfect antidote to these people whipping themselves into a frenzy over Mel Gibson's version of events. Think of the marketing that is going along with Mel Gibson's movie, merchandise and all. I sincerely hope he is giving that money to charity.

Found this, which is cool. You can look up old sites that don't exist anymore in the Wayback Machine. Even my old shit, like this and this and even this what I got from the inside of a CD of one of my favorite bands...a website that wasn't even working when I first started listening to them.

Friday, 12 March 2004

Ari @ work has a bracelet she made, with pictures of a crush she has...she calls it her #2 Man (not shit man but # 2 ranking in order of preference). Celeb crush type of thing. And she said she could make the bracelets for others. But I could not pick one. I love almost everybody.

Tuesday, 9 March 2004

holy crap my free internet booted me off again, anyways

I Know This Much is True by Wally Lamb (if you can read this without tearing up at the end then you are not the type of person I like. Is that stuck up? But I love sentimental people!)

The Best Awful by Carrie Fisher. That's my girl. She has been such my girl even back when I was three or fourish and saw her in Star Wars.

The Pythons, Authobiography by the Pythons. I love them and have recently rekindled my obsession with them Hence my snazzy new blog title (formerly known as What Did You Say About My Mama?"). Hey, there is even a picture of Carrie Fisher in this book!!

Right now I am reading Rebel Without a Crew by Robert Rodriguez. Ever since I watched Once Upon a Time in Mexico and wept openly at the Ten-Minute Film School. This lucky guy is doing what I always dreamed of doing, til my dreams were squashed by the fuck-head commercial director that I worked for in my impressionable youth (who am I kidding, I am almost 30 and still impressionable as hell...when am I going to mature goddammit!). HOO boy, that guy. That guy who told me that I spelled warehouse wrong on my resume, well yeah, if I worked at a warehouse... but no, I worked at The Wherehouse... he was "are you sure?" yeah, pal... Wait'll he goes to buy a suit at the Men's Wearhouse, his head'll fuckin' spin. He will get George Zimmer on the horn right away "Did you know there is a typo on your sign???" Asshole. But I digress.

Anyways, yeah.... yeah yeah yeah yeah it's the return of Saturn and I gotta figure out which way is up... asap.... the unending nightmare....Rebel Without a Clue
holy crap I haven't blogged since Hector was a pup. Well only a couple months but... ugh my job is sapping my will to live and my joy in writing.

At least I have been reading more lately... here's a few and I highly recommend em:
"I Know

Monday, 12 January 2004