Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Spinning Off

The following IM conversation has been edited for clarity, brevity, and grammar. If you're not a General Hospital watcher, I tried to provide links to character pages at wikipedia. That should help explain some things.

Me: SoapNet GH Spin-Off
Erica: I'm reading a post called "Jason Is a Punk Ass Bitch" lol
Me: I like it
Erica: Me too
Erica: I can't find the song I love from Monday though.
Me: Don't you hate that?
Erica: I DO! I may record it off the ep, which means I get the entire recap too.
Me: Hey man, we all know I have the song with Elizabeth yelling at Lucky. I enjoy it immensely.
Erica: Someone made a point that Lucky was hooked on pills which Liz said made him bad for kids, but Jason kills people and she's totally ok with that!
Me: Liz is a moron. I hate her more and more everyday.
Me: I just sent you my updated focus group agenda.
Erica: BOO liz. WOO agenda.
Me: Yeah don't get too excited about the agenda.
Erica: lol
Erica: also, WOO GENERAL HOSPITAL NIGHT SHIFT!
Me: I hope it's good (gh:ns, not the agenda). I have a somewhat skewed view of "good" so they really don't have to do much. I'm just excited about what is esentially an extra ep of GH each week.
Erica: I know! WOO!
Erica: "When Chuck Norris plays Oregon Trail his family does not die from cholera or dysentery, but rather roundhouse kicks to the face. He also requires no wagon, since he carries the oxen, axels, and buffalo meat on his back. He always makes it to Oregon before you."
Me: Chuck Norris is really good at Oregon Trail.
Erica: I'm going to start an internet obsession like the Chuck Norris one with Mr. Craig.
Me: Good idea.
Erica: I think so. Mr. Craig would be the first player in the history of Oregon Trail to hunt his wagon mates instead of animals because "it was much more fun."
Me: "When Mr. Craig plays Oregon Trail, his family doesn't die from dysentery, but rather from gun shot wounds and witty comments."
Erica: LOL
Me: We're so cool.
Erica: We are.
Me: Grey's Anatomy Spin-off
Erica: Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeird
Me: Yeah. What's with all the spin-offs of my favorite hospital dramas?
Erica: I have no idea! It would be better if it said she was going to be on GH: Nightshift. lol
Me: Maybe they're creating a combined spin-off and where Addison moves back to New York state to take over (insert job title here) at General Hospital in Port Charles.
Erica: OOOH! Yes! And works side by side with Epiphany! And McSteamy flirts up Elizabeth and takes the whore away!
Me: This is a good idea.
Erica: Let's go with it.
Me: We're brilliant. Another storyline: Professor Creepy visits Patrick at the hospital and decides to hit on Addison. Addison is not interested. Prof. Creepy is unrelenting - Addison murders him and has to have... some one cool... Jason?... help her get rid of the body. Maybe Lucky can help her get rid of the body and then Lucky and Addison can get together.
Erica: Ooooooh. I like this. And Georgie stumbles upon them moving the body, so now they must shut her up!
Me: This is just too good.
Erica: hee hee. I love all the Michelle Rodriguez bashing going on online: "So, she really shouldn't get upset when I don't feel sorry for her. If I was a judge, I wouldn't let this lesbian Grim Reaper drive a Big Wheel much less a car. I'd at least take the airbags out of her car and replace them with cobras or anthrax. What, that stings? Maybe she should have thought of that before she decided to mix vodka shots with a school zone."

Great Minds Make The Same Dumb Mistakes

Laura had an extra credit worksheet that consisted of a bunch of Valentine's-y trivia questions. Mom was quizing me last night not because she didn't know most of the answers, but because she wanted to see how smart I am. The only things we really learned are that my sister is well-read and that mom and I think way too much alike.

Mom: Who was the romantic hero in Wuthering Heights?
Me: Heathcliff!
Mom: Yep! Heh- your sister wrote Heathcliff as two words.
Me: Like his first name is Heath and his last name is Cliff? Heath... Cliff.
Mom: Yeah, your sister's smart.
Me: Well it's not like she's read the book.
Mom: True.

Mom: On the set of what movie did Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall begin their affair?
Me: Ooooo... um- The African Queen?
Mom: That's what I guessed too. But Lauren Bacall wasn't in The African Queen, wasn't that Katharine Hepburn?
Me: Oh, yeah. I guess it was.
Mom: To Have and Have Not is the correct answer. Kinda strange that we both made that mistake.
Me: Yeah. The African Queen is kind of a random answer. We must have like, the same brain.

On a different note- Did anyone watch GH yesterday? I've never been more furious with fictional characters. I was throwing things at the TV and yelling. It was crazy. Shut up Liz! Shut up Skye! WTF Jason!? I love you Lucky! SHUT UP LIZ!!

Thursday, February 08, 2007

Like Ricardo Montalban

You may think that all the Super Bowl commercials sucked, but honestly, I love this commercial. It makes me giggle.

Monday, February 05, 2007

Tell me I'm beautiful! Tell me I'm young!

Tonight I found a grey hair, my first. This has to be some sort of cosmic joke.

Sunday, February 04, 2007

This was Unexpected

I am not a sports fan. I don't typically enjoy watching sporting events and I don't understand fanatical attachments to one team. But I'll tell ya what, I'm sitting here flipping between What Not To Wear and the Super Bowl and... it's strange. I'm watching the Bears lose and I'm feeling this bizarre sensation of anger coming over me. When the Colts intercepted the ball and ran it in for a touchdown I had to stop myself from yelling "TACKLE HIM!" at my tv. What is wrong with me? I'm going to be very upset if (when) the Bears lose, and the fact that I have any feelings at all, let alone strong feelings, proves that I am my father's daughter.

I care about the outcome of a sporting event. I feel dirty.

Bottle of Justus

Saturday night the ladies of Apartment 9 saw Bottle of Justus play at Daddio's. Now, we've seen BoJ play no less than a bajillion times so really the fact that we went to the show really isn't that big of a deal. But Christine and Erica took a bunch of good pictures, so I'm here to share some of them. I don't know where my camera is or I'd have taken some myself. (For the first four pictures you can click on them for a larger, better quality pic)

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Here we are hanging out with Chris (the lead singer) before the show. It's a great picture of the four of us, but I also think it's amusing that on the far left it looks like the mural is kicking that woman in the face.

Me and Chris: Take One
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He wasn't ready. I'm always ready for a good photo op. I'm practically a celebrity.
And: Take Two
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Is it weird that I kind of like the first one better? I'm not sure why.

Me and Christine!
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Every time I tried to take a picture of Christine and Erica, Christine blinked. We found a way to remedy this problem.

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On to the show!

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Brotherly Love
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In case you don't know, Chris's twin brother Joe is also in the band. A lovely family.

Time for a little stand-up?
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He's actually singing, but I can't help but imagine him telling bad stand-up jokes in that picture.

Joey!
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Ok, time for a bit of an awkwardness. We were all the way up against the stage, and I was directly in front of Joey's microphone. This, of course, puts me literally at eye-level with Joey's Junk. Adding to the awkwardness was the fact that I was so close that, if the event arose (heh), I could have provided Joey with an HJ without either of us having to move.

Other events of the night included dinner/breakfast at Denny's, E's cousin being called "fucking old" by some guys that may or may not have been the inspiration for American Pie, and me being chatted up by a guy named Tuesday who had completely forgotten that, in fact, we've already met. It was a good night.

Saturday, February 03, 2007