Quick note
New poll up. This was inspired by the conversation I had with Julienne and her family on how huge my feet are. Haha. I got to thinking about it... the only reason why my feet are huge is because of the extra two inches I call my "miracle toes". They can seriously do magic. heehee. I mean pulling a rabbit outta hat by its ears.
Me.
Tuesday, November 30, 2004
Movies, Music and Misc.
Listening to Abba's "Take A Chance On Me"
There's someone painting outside, in our bathroom. I can hear them breathing through their mouth and the fan is on to suck up all the fumes from the paint.
I have to run out in a few minutes and grab the "Hero" dvd, which we never got to see in theaters because our crappy theater wouldn't play it. Teh Sux0r.
I have to finish writing and then I'll make my way outside. I've already been out to mail my aunt's Christmas card (Phils) and I'm sorry to say that I was late with it. I should've mailed it by the beginning of November... at this rate she'll receive it sometime in April. I also mailed out the rest of the Christmas cards. Sorry, no holiday stamps, the line was too long for them or else I was too lazy to order them from online or there just never was any parking for me. I had to sacrifice one to see if it needed extra postage and so someone's card will just have a .37 cent inked stamp. Turns out it didn't need extra postage.
Listening to "Love Train" by the O'Jays.
Start a love train! Love train!
Have a good day.
Me.
Listening to Abba's "Take A Chance On Me"
There's someone painting outside, in our bathroom. I can hear them breathing through their mouth and the fan is on to suck up all the fumes from the paint.
I have to run out in a few minutes and grab the "Hero" dvd, which we never got to see in theaters because our crappy theater wouldn't play it. Teh Sux0r.
I have to finish writing and then I'll make my way outside. I've already been out to mail my aunt's Christmas card (Phils) and I'm sorry to say that I was late with it. I should've mailed it by the beginning of November... at this rate she'll receive it sometime in April. I also mailed out the rest of the Christmas cards. Sorry, no holiday stamps, the line was too long for them or else I was too lazy to order them from online or there just never was any parking for me. I had to sacrifice one to see if it needed extra postage and so someone's card will just have a .37 cent inked stamp. Turns out it didn't need extra postage.
Listening to "Love Train" by the O'Jays.
Start a love train! Love train!
Have a good day.
Me.
Sunday, November 28, 2004
Back To Life, Back To Reality
Back on that diet I started. I'm sure I gained any of the weight I lost prior to Thanksgiving, due to the pig out sessions I had in my three day stint in New York. I know I have messed up the system because as I type this I am having hunger pangs and that can only be brought on by eating. haha.
That reminds me... I guess my "ultimate pizza challenge" will have to be postponed til I return in December, after the Christmas party. Mike and I were going to do it last friday but we went out and had no time in the evening. What does the "ultimate pizza challenge entail" you ask? Well there are several pizza places that we know of and others that were recommended to us and we wanted to narrow it down to one "ultimate pizza". We are not going to any chain stores, such as pizza hut and dominoes (i really don't like dominoes pizza anyway) but to the corner ones with real New York Italians working the dough, sauce and cheese-y toppings, like "Tony's" and "Angelo's" and "Bella's" ('cept we're not going to Bella's cause it aint that good and wasn't recommended by anyone.) One place is on Central Ave. near the racetrack, which was offered up to us by Mae and she heard it from her friends at work (when she used to work in NY) and it's one of those "dives" that all the stars go to because the pizza is sooo good. The other two are competing ones in our old neighborhood in the Bronx: Tony's, which was the most accessible since we didn't have to cross the street, and Lisa's which was harder since we had to cross two major intersections but I think it was tastier because the crust was thinner and delicious. Then there's Carlos' which is close to where we live now and I've heard good things about it from Mike and his friends, and actually Abelle told me about it a long time ago too. And there's one next to Ribs on the Run that we've never tried. Hmm. We might have to do a two day spree for this. Or order one slice from each and split it. I think we'll only order pepperoni and keep at it so that we don't have competing flavors and opinions on the topping alone. I want this solely about the pizza... hmm maybe we should just order plain slices then? We'll talk about it later.
Alrighty I gotta run. Have a good day all.
Me.
Back on that diet I started. I'm sure I gained any of the weight I lost prior to Thanksgiving, due to the pig out sessions I had in my three day stint in New York. I know I have messed up the system because as I type this I am having hunger pangs and that can only be brought on by eating. haha.
That reminds me... I guess my "ultimate pizza challenge" will have to be postponed til I return in December, after the Christmas party. Mike and I were going to do it last friday but we went out and had no time in the evening. What does the "ultimate pizza challenge entail" you ask? Well there are several pizza places that we know of and others that were recommended to us and we wanted to narrow it down to one "ultimate pizza". We are not going to any chain stores, such as pizza hut and dominoes (i really don't like dominoes pizza anyway) but to the corner ones with real New York Italians working the dough, sauce and cheese-y toppings, like "Tony's" and "Angelo's" and "Bella's" ('cept we're not going to Bella's cause it aint that good and wasn't recommended by anyone.) One place is on Central Ave. near the racetrack, which was offered up to us by Mae and she heard it from her friends at work (when she used to work in NY) and it's one of those "dives" that all the stars go to because the pizza is sooo good. The other two are competing ones in our old neighborhood in the Bronx: Tony's, which was the most accessible since we didn't have to cross the street, and Lisa's which was harder since we had to cross two major intersections but I think it was tastier because the crust was thinner and delicious. Then there's Carlos' which is close to where we live now and I've heard good things about it from Mike and his friends, and actually Abelle told me about it a long time ago too. And there's one next to Ribs on the Run that we've never tried. Hmm. We might have to do a two day spree for this. Or order one slice from each and split it. I think we'll only order pepperoni and keep at it so that we don't have competing flavors and opinions on the topping alone. I want this solely about the pizza... hmm maybe we should just order plain slices then? We'll talk about it later.
Alrighty I gotta run. Have a good day all.
Me.
Saturday, November 27, 2004
S Bomb
I spoke to my mom about Mike's "cursing" problem on the way up to his college. I said, "oh mom, you know he says the 's word'? and he says it's genetic because he gets it from you." Then she starts to laugh and she says "oh i can't believe it! Remember when he was a little kid we had to stop saying the 's word' because he would go around saying it?" and I was like "wha?" I don't remember my parents being big cursing freaks around the house... Get this! She thinks Mike's faux pas was saying the word "stupid"!!!! She thinks her son goes around saying the word "stupid" instead of the word "shit" (or shet, as Filipinos say it)! Now I sat back and didn't say anything. She can go on living her fantasy world. She did say she would tone down her road rage in front of him. heh.
Now what bothers me is the question "has she really created this delusional world in which her favorite, youngest, only son (the one that carries our ancestral name) can do something that is almost seen as "cute" (oh look he goes around saying "stupid", he thinks he's a big boy now)" and "will she end up hating the messenger for bringing her the news?" if so, then I'm keeping my mouth tightly shut. God, when she finally sees that her little fantasy isn't true I hope she doesn't shatter. I've seen evidence of it. You know those movies where the woman's unnatural smile cracks open when the news becomes too much to bear and underneath is this seething beast or a sad sack of black bubbley goo? That's what I imagine.
Thank god I sorta broke that mold (with me) and she's a little more accepting of whatever I tell her. That's why I'm always surprised whenever I tell her something that I think would cause the figurative plates to shake she just says "okay that's good" and lets it pass. But that means I broke her heart and now she's clinging to the only good thing in her life and that would be my brother Mike. I worry for him and hope he wont tell her anything that would kill her. Eeee. I worry about them both. Eh, everything's good. Right?
Sorry about bitchin' about the scrabble, doesn't bother me.
I really do enjoy being around both of them and vice versa but I've become that person staring on the outside and I can see better from here than if I were in the midst of it. It's strange because I don't think I can do anything about it even if I can see it all unfolding in front of me. heh.
I've become too serious. I just woke up and need nourishment. Okee, there was something else I wanted to add but I can't remember it. Oh well.
Have a great day all. I will be posting from Massachusetts after today. Christmas time is here!!! Oh happy day.
Me.
I spoke to my mom about Mike's "cursing" problem on the way up to his college. I said, "oh mom, you know he says the 's word'? and he says it's genetic because he gets it from you." Then she starts to laugh and she says "oh i can't believe it! Remember when he was a little kid we had to stop saying the 's word' because he would go around saying it?" and I was like "wha?" I don't remember my parents being big cursing freaks around the house... Get this! She thinks Mike's faux pas was saying the word "stupid"!!!! She thinks her son goes around saying the word "stupid" instead of the word "shit" (or shet, as Filipinos say it)! Now I sat back and didn't say anything. She can go on living her fantasy world. She did say she would tone down her road rage in front of him. heh.
Now what bothers me is the question "has she really created this delusional world in which her favorite, youngest, only son (the one that carries our ancestral name) can do something that is almost seen as "cute" (oh look he goes around saying "stupid", he thinks he's a big boy now)" and "will she end up hating the messenger for bringing her the news?" if so, then I'm keeping my mouth tightly shut. God, when she finally sees that her little fantasy isn't true I hope she doesn't shatter. I've seen evidence of it. You know those movies where the woman's unnatural smile cracks open when the news becomes too much to bear and underneath is this seething beast or a sad sack of black bubbley goo? That's what I imagine.
Thank god I sorta broke that mold (with me) and she's a little more accepting of whatever I tell her. That's why I'm always surprised whenever I tell her something that I think would cause the figurative plates to shake she just says "okay that's good" and lets it pass. But that means I broke her heart and now she's clinging to the only good thing in her life and that would be my brother Mike. I worry for him and hope he wont tell her anything that would kill her. Eeee. I worry about them both. Eh, everything's good. Right?
Sorry about bitchin' about the scrabble, doesn't bother me.
I really do enjoy being around both of them and vice versa but I've become that person staring on the outside and I can see better from here than if I were in the midst of it. It's strange because I don't think I can do anything about it even if I can see it all unfolding in front of me. heh.
I've become too serious. I just woke up and need nourishment. Okee, there was something else I wanted to add but I can't remember it. Oh well.
Have a great day all. I will be posting from Massachusetts after today. Christmas time is here!!! Oh happy day.
Me.
Friday, November 26, 2004
Linear
Going back to Mass. tomorrow and I am sleepy and tired after a long day. This morning was crammed with lines. Let me explain. Mike and I joined Julie and George and their mom, (Aunty Marlette) at the Woodbury Commons Outlet shops, in upstate New York (not too far from Mike's school actually) and what we first saw was the line of cars looking for a parking spot, then a line of people at the Puma store, then a line of people at the Gap Store, Armani Exchange, Coach, Timberland (who wins the prize) and many other stores. However, it was quite exhilirating walking about in the brisk cold searching out the good sales and the short lines. My feet are a tiny bit sore but I'm glad that I got all of my Christmas shopping done. heh. I don't have a long list... We headed home, laden with gifts and but a little lighter in our wallets, stuck in another line on the Tapan Zee Bridge (grr... did I spell that right?) and yes "er" is a word and yes you can use the same word twice in a game of scrabble, so shove it. P.S. if the first thing you go for at a Thanksgiving Day party is the "lite" beer your dad brought along then you need to get a life. And your boyfriend sucks at being a dj. Thanks.
I'm too tired. I gotta brush my teeth. Tomorrow I will get cuddles from Soobs and I am looking forward to it. Hope you all had a good Thanksgiving and next year I hope that I realize that on Thanksgiving I would be more thankful that I was around friends and family instead of bitching over a game of scrabble. heehee. I lab you.
Night night all.
Me.
Going back to Mass. tomorrow and I am sleepy and tired after a long day. This morning was crammed with lines. Let me explain. Mike and I joined Julie and George and their mom, (Aunty Marlette) at the Woodbury Commons Outlet shops, in upstate New York (not too far from Mike's school actually) and what we first saw was the line of cars looking for a parking spot, then a line of people at the Puma store, then a line of people at the Gap Store, Armani Exchange, Coach, Timberland (who wins the prize) and many other stores. However, it was quite exhilirating walking about in the brisk cold searching out the good sales and the short lines. My feet are a tiny bit sore but I'm glad that I got all of my Christmas shopping done. heh. I don't have a long list... We headed home, laden with gifts and but a little lighter in our wallets, stuck in another line on the Tapan Zee Bridge (grr... did I spell that right?) and yes "er" is a word and yes you can use the same word twice in a game of scrabble, so shove it. P.S. if the first thing you go for at a Thanksgiving Day party is the "lite" beer your dad brought along then you need to get a life. And your boyfriend sucks at being a dj. Thanks.
I'm too tired. I gotta brush my teeth. Tomorrow I will get cuddles from Soobs and I am looking forward to it. Hope you all had a good Thanksgiving and next year I hope that I realize that on Thanksgiving I would be more thankful that I was around friends and family instead of bitching over a game of scrabble. heehee. I lab you.
Night night all.
Me.
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
Soundtrack Of Our Lives
There are so many songs that whenever I hear them I can recall an exact moment in my life where I heard the song. Of course the most obvious would be the ones where I cried to because of a broken heart (like "Unbreak My Heart), but I can recall good summer songs where I was driving to the beach with the window open and the hot air tangling my hair (like "Always Be My Baby" Mariah Carey) and just feeling good. I can remember having my parents driving home and I had fallen asleep in the back and waking to them humming along to "All Of My Life" (Stephen Bishop). I can remember listening to Ella Fitzgerald singing "Sleigh Ride" over and over again, playing it on my stereo (New York) because it was my first Christmas with Rich and he couldn't sleep because it was too quiet, and I can never forget the way she sang "giddiyap" and my drifting in and out of sleep to it.
Whenever I do something I always wonder what song would go well with it. Ya know, like in movies, where they'll play something like "On The Road Again" when someone's driving down a dusty highway. haha. What are some songs that when you hear them you remember an exact thing you were doing?
Night night folks!
Me.
There are so many songs that whenever I hear them I can recall an exact moment in my life where I heard the song. Of course the most obvious would be the ones where I cried to because of a broken heart (like "Unbreak My Heart), but I can recall good summer songs where I was driving to the beach with the window open and the hot air tangling my hair (like "Always Be My Baby" Mariah Carey) and just feeling good. I can remember having my parents driving home and I had fallen asleep in the back and waking to them humming along to "All Of My Life" (Stephen Bishop). I can remember listening to Ella Fitzgerald singing "Sleigh Ride" over and over again, playing it on my stereo (New York) because it was my first Christmas with Rich and he couldn't sleep because it was too quiet, and I can never forget the way she sang "giddiyap" and my drifting in and out of sleep to it.
Whenever I do something I always wonder what song would go well with it. Ya know, like in movies, where they'll play something like "On The Road Again" when someone's driving down a dusty highway. haha. What are some songs that when you hear them you remember an exact thing you were doing?
Night night folks!
Me.
The Eve Of Thanksgiving Eve
Nothing much to say except I cooked some good food today and in keeping with tradition I sampled each and every dish I made (except the sandwiches, of course) and now I'm feeling a tiny bit bloated, but I'll chalk it up to "Thanksgiving weight", what is this becoming? my fat journal? gee willikers.
So time spent with Mom tomorrow while we drive up to pick up the little brother at university. I will supply the bridal magazines and she will supply the chatter and gossip. Ooh an hour and a half of gossip. I'll be able to catch up with what's going on in everyone's lives in time for the party... including yours! haha. I like when it's just me and mom. I think dad thinks I am too young to be listening to that talk. haha.
I am extremely pissed off... because I had sent away for a Disney wedding video 3 weeks ago, today, so that I could have it for the party and have everyone sit down and view it and get them all excited about going to Disney for the wedding. Well they told me that it would get here in 2-3 weeks and it still hasn't gotten here!! AHhhhh! No video for thanksgiving! Fuggin' fuggs.
Anywho, I gotta run (not literally). Have a wonderful and safe Thanksgiving. I'll see you all soon! I'm very thankful of everyone and everything in my life. I love you all lots!!! I love you too Soobs. haha. Mush!!! Ew.
Me.
P.S. There's a new poll up if you didn't notice.
P.P.S. I should be able to blog in new york so don't think you'll miss out on all my great posts. haha.
Nothing much to say except I cooked some good food today and in keeping with tradition I sampled each and every dish I made (except the sandwiches, of course) and now I'm feeling a tiny bit bloated, but I'll chalk it up to "Thanksgiving weight", what is this becoming? my fat journal? gee willikers.
So time spent with Mom tomorrow while we drive up to pick up the little brother at university. I will supply the bridal magazines and she will supply the chatter and gossip. Ooh an hour and a half of gossip. I'll be able to catch up with what's going on in everyone's lives in time for the party... including yours! haha. I like when it's just me and mom. I think dad thinks I am too young to be listening to that talk. haha.
I am extremely pissed off... because I had sent away for a Disney wedding video 3 weeks ago, today, so that I could have it for the party and have everyone sit down and view it and get them all excited about going to Disney for the wedding. Well they told me that it would get here in 2-3 weeks and it still hasn't gotten here!! AHhhhh! No video for thanksgiving! Fuggin' fuggs.
Anywho, I gotta run (not literally). Have a wonderful and safe Thanksgiving. I'll see you all soon! I'm very thankful of everyone and everything in my life. I love you all lots!!! I love you too Soobs. haha. Mush!!! Ew.
Me.
P.S. There's a new poll up if you didn't notice.
P.P.S. I should be able to blog in new york so don't think you'll miss out on all my great posts. haha.
Sunday, November 21, 2004
"I Hope She's Not Playing Me Like A Turkey"
In three days I will be home in Nueva York, cooking my butt off, preparing for Thanksgiving. But before any of that can happen I must work my butt off here in Massachusetts in time for Real Estate giving (tomorrow), meaning some woman is going to be taking a tour of the house and use her great mental powers and prowess to determine how much this house will sell on the market. I cannot believe it's Sunday already. I have a bunch of areas to "tidy" up before she comes. Last Sunday, Rich and I went to our local library and watched this "intimate concert" presented to us by the "transcontinental duo". It was a Russian man (acoustic guitar and 7 string guitar) and Japanese woman (flute and acoustic guitar). They played a repetoire of russian songs and it was actually pretty darn good, I was impressed and moved. Funny enough, one of the songs they played was this song Mike and I sang a lot because we'd go to Queens with my parents' friends every weekend and go to this restaurant/night club where this Filipina would sing "Those were the days my friend, I thought they'd never end..." and we'd go dancing around with Maan and Ayet. I forget if Arlyne came with us then, or not.
I guess I'll have to go running around the track with Mike when I go home to New York because my parents will not sit around and watch me not eat any food. sigh. They are such enablers. Can't blame 'em when the food's so good.
Last night, I broke down just a tiny bit and ate this creation that Rich came up with and I executed called "Cupcake Dream". That's what I call team work. I can't give you the secrets just yet but I can say it had pudding, whipped cream and cupcakes. It was a dream! So good and so rich that Rich could only eat three and this guy can eat the whole batch without batting an eyelash. I told myself the whole day that I would not succumb but I saw his face, the flicker of supreme joy in his eyes, and gave in. I got myself the tiniest sliver ever. I've basically cut all sugar out of my diet. That really helps. As Rich says "carb begets carb" and once you have a little, you crave even more. Remember when I had that rice at lunch with Ate Mae? Well the next day I indulged in fried potatoes smothered in gravy as if it were the last man on earth. God I still feel guilty about it. As everyone knows "unused" carbs becomes fat and having that bit of cupcake dream makes me want more sugar! more sugar! haha I'm working on it. No rice!
Anywho, I gotta catch "Best Week Ever" and clean up a little more. Hope to see you all soon!
Yay! Have a great day!
Me.
P.S. I don't like turkey. Chicken's fine for me.
In three days I will be home in Nueva York, cooking my butt off, preparing for Thanksgiving. But before any of that can happen I must work my butt off here in Massachusetts in time for Real Estate giving (tomorrow), meaning some woman is going to be taking a tour of the house and use her great mental powers and prowess to determine how much this house will sell on the market. I cannot believe it's Sunday already. I have a bunch of areas to "tidy" up before she comes. Last Sunday, Rich and I went to our local library and watched this "intimate concert" presented to us by the "transcontinental duo". It was a Russian man (acoustic guitar and 7 string guitar) and Japanese woman (flute and acoustic guitar). They played a repetoire of russian songs and it was actually pretty darn good, I was impressed and moved. Funny enough, one of the songs they played was this song Mike and I sang a lot because we'd go to Queens with my parents' friends every weekend and go to this restaurant/night club where this Filipina would sing "Those were the days my friend, I thought they'd never end..." and we'd go dancing around with Maan and Ayet. I forget if Arlyne came with us then, or not.
I guess I'll have to go running around the track with Mike when I go home to New York because my parents will not sit around and watch me not eat any food. sigh. They are such enablers. Can't blame 'em when the food's so good.
Last night, I broke down just a tiny bit and ate this creation that Rich came up with and I executed called "Cupcake Dream". That's what I call team work. I can't give you the secrets just yet but I can say it had pudding, whipped cream and cupcakes. It was a dream! So good and so rich that Rich could only eat three and this guy can eat the whole batch without batting an eyelash. I told myself the whole day that I would not succumb but I saw his face, the flicker of supreme joy in his eyes, and gave in. I got myself the tiniest sliver ever. I've basically cut all sugar out of my diet. That really helps. As Rich says "carb begets carb" and once you have a little, you crave even more. Remember when I had that rice at lunch with Ate Mae? Well the next day I indulged in fried potatoes smothered in gravy as if it were the last man on earth. God I still feel guilty about it. As everyone knows "unused" carbs becomes fat and having that bit of cupcake dream makes me want more sugar! more sugar! haha I'm working on it. No rice!
Anywho, I gotta catch "Best Week Ever" and clean up a little more. Hope to see you all soon!
Yay! Have a great day!
Me.
P.S. I don't like turkey. Chicken's fine for me.
Thursday, November 18, 2004
"Ooh I Have A Thing For Socks"
Hey all, just got back from my lunch with Ate Mae, or Frances, as she likes to call herself. I had the best time! I took the ferry over and we met behind Faneuil Hall in front of Quincy Market and "got something to eat" at Todd English's Kingfish Hall. It was really really good. I had a Spit Roasted Seafood Skewer, which was swordfish (melt in your mouth), scallops, shrimp and chorizo over fried basmati rice, mmm delicious. We talked and laughed over family things, life things and other this and that. Then we went around browsing and looking for socks because she's into socks. Well guess what? She got me a pair too! Socks that I've been wanting for a long time! The kind with little toes!!! oh my god! I got a pair of pink, fuzzy, delightfully warm socks (I have them on now). I finally have pink feet!! hahaha. I really needed them because my feet get cold but I insist on wearing flipflops everywhere because my feet practically write for me, they're that good, and having conventional socks just hinders their abilities.
They insisted on posing so bear with me... here are four pictures of them, in their wonderment and joy over finally being warm, yet dexterous...
These are Footses
Foots
Artsy Footses
Waving bye-bye
heehee aren't they cute?
Me
Hey all, just got back from my lunch with Ate Mae, or Frances, as she likes to call herself. I had the best time! I took the ferry over and we met behind Faneuil Hall in front of Quincy Market and "got something to eat" at Todd English's Kingfish Hall. It was really really good. I had a Spit Roasted Seafood Skewer, which was swordfish (melt in your mouth), scallops, shrimp and chorizo over fried basmati rice, mmm delicious. We talked and laughed over family things, life things and other this and that. Then we went around browsing and looking for socks because she's into socks. Well guess what? She got me a pair too! Socks that I've been wanting for a long time! The kind with little toes!!! oh my god! I got a pair of pink, fuzzy, delightfully warm socks (I have them on now). I finally have pink feet!! hahaha. I really needed them because my feet get cold but I insist on wearing flipflops everywhere because my feet practically write for me, they're that good, and having conventional socks just hinders their abilities.
They insisted on posing so bear with me... here are four pictures of them, in their wonderment and joy over finally being warm, yet dexterous...
These are Footses
Foots
Artsy Footses
Waving bye-bye
heehee aren't they cute?
Me
"I want to be wrinkly
Utterly wrinkly
Wrinkly like a Triplet from Belleville"
I saw "The Triplets of Belleville" and it was sweet and funny, endearing and sad. The animation was good, strange, not what I'm used to. However I wouldn't recommend it to everyone. It's in french but really there is no one really speaking in the whole movie, it's all inflections and actions. You know how some comedians are "a comedian's comedian" (meaning only other comedians think he/she is hilarious while the rest of us just say "oh-kaay") well this movie is like that. So I'm saying it may not be for everybody. Well what can you say? It's foreign. haha.
My cousin is coming later today and I will meet up with her for lunch at Faneuil Hall and Quincy Market. I really do like that place. A long time ago Rich and I ate at a restaurant there and the food was marvelous, however, when we went back it was gone! Like magic, making the experience even more memorable, because it could've been a good meal, but since we can't do it again we couldn't measure it to how good it really was and therefore creating this fantasy that the meal was superbly out-of-this-world. hahaha.
Okee gotta run dearies. Have a wonderfully terrific day!
"They're Greeeeaaaat!"
Me
Utterly wrinkly
Wrinkly like a Triplet from Belleville"
I saw "The Triplets of Belleville" and it was sweet and funny, endearing and sad. The animation was good, strange, not what I'm used to. However I wouldn't recommend it to everyone. It's in french but really there is no one really speaking in the whole movie, it's all inflections and actions. You know how some comedians are "a comedian's comedian" (meaning only other comedians think he/she is hilarious while the rest of us just say "oh-kaay") well this movie is like that. So I'm saying it may not be for everybody. Well what can you say? It's foreign. haha.
My cousin is coming later today and I will meet up with her for lunch at Faneuil Hall and Quincy Market. I really do like that place. A long time ago Rich and I ate at a restaurant there and the food was marvelous, however, when we went back it was gone! Like magic, making the experience even more memorable, because it could've been a good meal, but since we can't do it again we couldn't measure it to how good it really was and therefore creating this fantasy that the meal was superbly out-of-this-world. hahaha.
Okee gotta run dearies. Have a wonderfully terrific day!
"They're Greeeeaaaat!"
Me
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
"You See A Doll On A Music Box..."
First off, let me just say a big "Happy Birthday" to Leeny weeny, bo-beeny, a.k.a. Arlyne. Yay!! 19? Whoa you're getting up there huh? heh. Next year you'll be starting a new decade... that's just indecent.
Haha
Okay, so Elf was ok. It was funny and done well. I did crack up a couple of times. If you wanted something light, funny and a little christmas cheesey, (you know the kind where someone changes in the end because of Christmas spirit) then watch it. Artie Lange was in it. heh. He played a mall Santa. Speaking of mall santas... this year our local mall didn't put up lighthouses and though santa is there he even doesn't have a lighthouse. I passed by and gave him and the whole shebang a dirty look. One old person was looking at me curiously as I left, shaking my head in disgust. This is the last Christmas that I'll be here. Luckily there is a huge mall where we will be living called The Mall at Millenia, here's a peek. Isn't that hilarious? I thought it was millenium not millenia. ew it has a p.f.chang's. Thank god for that Yankee Candle! No mall would be complete without one. (That was meant sarcastically).
I gotta run. Have a wonderful day all!!! Yay.
Me
First off, let me just say a big "Happy Birthday" to Leeny weeny, bo-beeny, a.k.a. Arlyne. Yay!! 19? Whoa you're getting up there huh? heh. Next year you'll be starting a new decade... that's just indecent.
Haha
Okay, so Elf was ok. It was funny and done well. I did crack up a couple of times. If you wanted something light, funny and a little christmas cheesey, (you know the kind where someone changes in the end because of Christmas spirit) then watch it. Artie Lange was in it. heh. He played a mall Santa. Speaking of mall santas... this year our local mall didn't put up lighthouses and though santa is there he even doesn't have a lighthouse. I passed by and gave him and the whole shebang a dirty look. One old person was looking at me curiously as I left, shaking my head in disgust. This is the last Christmas that I'll be here. Luckily there is a huge mall where we will be living called The Mall at Millenia, here's a peek. Isn't that hilarious? I thought it was millenium not millenia. ew it has a p.f.chang's. Thank god for that Yankee Candle! No mall would be complete without one. (That was meant sarcastically).
I gotta run. Have a wonderful day all!!! Yay.
Me
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Dreamy Thoughts
I am just about to watch Elf... I'll tell you how good it really is tomorrow, but for now...
You know how you're just about to fall asleep and weird thoughts come flashing through you're mind. Well I call this time my "brainy thoughts time" because that's when the brightest ideas come, consequently I forget them all, I think I may have solved the meaning of life at one point but then I fell asleep thinking "a-ha!!" Well listen to this!!
How many weeks are there in a year? 52, right?
And how many weeks in a month? 4, right?
And how many month in a year? 12.
So how come it's not 48 weeks in a year (12x4)?
Where did the extra (4 weeks) month come from and where does it go??
I've come to call that extra month "Festivus" in tribute to George's dad on Seinfeld.
How's that for deep thoughts?? haha. G'night folks and sweet dreams.
Me.
I am just about to watch Elf... I'll tell you how good it really is tomorrow, but for now...
You know how you're just about to fall asleep and weird thoughts come flashing through you're mind. Well I call this time my "brainy thoughts time" because that's when the brightest ideas come, consequently I forget them all, I think I may have solved the meaning of life at one point but then I fell asleep thinking "a-ha!!" Well listen to this!!
How many weeks are there in a year? 52, right?
And how many weeks in a month? 4, right?
And how many month in a year? 12.
So how come it's not 48 weeks in a year (12x4)?
Where did the extra (4 weeks) month come from and where does it go??
I've come to call that extra month "Festivus" in tribute to George's dad on Seinfeld.
How's that for deep thoughts?? haha. G'night folks and sweet dreams.
Me.
Sunday, November 14, 2004
Obscenities and Bad Things
This post has nothing to do with the title, I just felt like writing it.
It's about quite the opposite really... wait not quite. I do wanna bitch about something but that will come later.
I spent most of the hour of 8 writing up pleasantries onto Christmas cards, which I will be sending out on November 30th so that you can have most of December to cherish it. I don't get to appreciate the late coming Christmas cards. I have finished my list of people to send it to and that also served to be a tentative guest list for my wedding. I mean come on, if I don't send you a Christmas card, does that really mean I want you at my wedding? So... I hope I didn't forget anyone... heh. It's cold and crisp out. The sky's a frosty blue, only reserved for winter and in a little while I'll convince Rich to get his parents to return my movies for me so that I don't have to bundle up, scrape the ice from my car, warm it up, and sit inside for the one minute drive I wouldn't dare to walk. Speaking of movies... I saw the Stepford Wives, that's all I am going to say (dumb) and I saw Ju-On "The Grudge" the Japanese version of, yup, you guessed it: The Grudge. It was alright, but I had to compare notes with my brother as to how the two differed and how they were similar. Most of it was the same but there were a few quirks. It ended about the same too.
Now speaking of my brother...
I know college is the place where you're on your own so that you can experience life in the "safety" of having your leash loosened from your parents a little more, but does that mean you drop all sense of decency? Hey I curse too, but I'm not a potty mouth, mister! (My curses being "fugg" and "bloody hell" and "thinner!!!") I don't appreciate my phone calls with you interspersed with obscenities and bad things. Terrible. Think of me as being brought up during Victorian times, in other words I'm a prude so I'd be happy if you kept your dirty language to yourself. You kiss mom with that mouth! Oh and I'd like to have you know I wont tell anyone, except the people who read this blog... and yah go ahead and live your life drinking "socially" when you're only 18!! Jeez. I mean sure, have a drink, try it, but just don't tell me you woke up with some f-ugly unknown next to you and that you've contracted a disease. That's disgusting. Hey I made mistakes too just don't make the huge ones that drinking can make. Haha, I make you to look like a drunk but you did just have a teeny drink right? Right?? hehe
Lala. Oh by the way, the peanut butter frosting and chocolate cake was good, and because the frosting was a little "smoothed out" by some sugar and milk it wasn't tongue-roof-of-my-mouth at all, but I just had a teensy weensy sliver. haha. Remind me to make it for you when I see you, or would you prefer a cheesecake? Too bad mom doesn't like things too sweet, she surely wouldn't like the frosting, but it sure smelled nummy. Okay I gotta go and buy christmas stamps and clean the other room. Have a wonderful Sunday and a big "I love you" to everyone, and to that special one who's still asleep and will probably blush when he reads this... I know, I know you don't blush, you're such a big, macho man! grrr. hahaha.
Have a wonderfully warm day, inside and out!
Me.
This post has nothing to do with the title, I just felt like writing it.
It's about quite the opposite really... wait not quite. I do wanna bitch about something but that will come later.
I spent most of the hour of 8 writing up pleasantries onto Christmas cards, which I will be sending out on November 30th so that you can have most of December to cherish it. I don't get to appreciate the late coming Christmas cards. I have finished my list of people to send it to and that also served to be a tentative guest list for my wedding. I mean come on, if I don't send you a Christmas card, does that really mean I want you at my wedding? So... I hope I didn't forget anyone... heh. It's cold and crisp out. The sky's a frosty blue, only reserved for winter and in a little while I'll convince Rich to get his parents to return my movies for me so that I don't have to bundle up, scrape the ice from my car, warm it up, and sit inside for the one minute drive I wouldn't dare to walk. Speaking of movies... I saw the Stepford Wives, that's all I am going to say (dumb) and I saw Ju-On "The Grudge" the Japanese version of, yup, you guessed it: The Grudge. It was alright, but I had to compare notes with my brother as to how the two differed and how they were similar. Most of it was the same but there were a few quirks. It ended about the same too.
Now speaking of my brother...
I know college is the place where you're on your own so that you can experience life in the "safety" of having your leash loosened from your parents a little more, but does that mean you drop all sense of decency? Hey I curse too, but I'm not a potty mouth, mister! (My curses being "fugg" and "bloody hell" and "thinner!!!") I don't appreciate my phone calls with you interspersed with obscenities and bad things. Terrible. Think of me as being brought up during Victorian times, in other words I'm a prude so I'd be happy if you kept your dirty language to yourself. You kiss mom with that mouth! Oh and I'd like to have you know I wont tell anyone, except the people who read this blog... and yah go ahead and live your life drinking "socially" when you're only 18!! Jeez. I mean sure, have a drink, try it, but just don't tell me you woke up with some f-ugly unknown next to you and that you've contracted a disease. That's disgusting. Hey I made mistakes too just don't make the huge ones that drinking can make. Haha, I make you to look like a drunk but you did just have a teeny drink right? Right?? hehe
Lala. Oh by the way, the peanut butter frosting and chocolate cake was good, and because the frosting was a little "smoothed out" by some sugar and milk it wasn't tongue-roof-of-my-mouth at all, but I just had a teensy weensy sliver. haha. Remind me to make it for you when I see you, or would you prefer a cheesecake? Too bad mom doesn't like things too sweet, she surely wouldn't like the frosting, but it sure smelled nummy. Okay I gotta go and buy christmas stamps and clean the other room. Have a wonderful Sunday and a big "I love you" to everyone, and to that special one who's still asleep and will probably blush when he reads this... I know, I know you don't blush, you're such a big, macho man! grrr. hahaha.
Have a wonderfully warm day, inside and out!
Me.
Saturday, November 13, 2004
"Lick My Stocking"
It was supposed to be "rip my stocking" but the Japs have a tongue confusion with their "r"s and "l"s. I stumbled on a phrase today, twas "sense luscious" (i call that "sibilacious", my word... root word, sibilant).
Oh, oh! It's a-snowing out. I woke up this morning and in my sans-glasses sightlessness (sibilacious) I saw the light! The light outside the window, caused by the reflection of light against the snow, thrown upon the tree, and I immediately knew there was snow on the ground... the tree told me. Oh how I love it, just snow, mind you. I dislike the wet, slushie sound the speeding cars make on the road outside. I even dislike the sloppy snow, clinging to my windowscreen. But I love dry, fluffy, virginal snow. I think I brought it on because yesterday morning I awoke the neighborhood to sounds of Clyde McPhatters and the Drifters singing "White Christmas", one of my favorite songs about Christmas. Funny enough, I only found it last year. (I never watched Home Alone). Another of my faves followed... Eartha Kitt's "Santa Baby" which I joke to everyone I will sing one day at our annual Christmas Party. I couldn't find the version that Marilyn Monroe sings. Oh well. Purrr-fect.
Okee I gotta run around now. Toodles. Haha. Oh and new poll!! Vote.
Have a lover-ly, snow-filled day all!
Me.
It was supposed to be "rip my stocking" but the Japs have a tongue confusion with their "r"s and "l"s. I stumbled on a phrase today, twas "sense luscious" (i call that "sibilacious", my word... root word, sibilant).
Oh, oh! It's a-snowing out. I woke up this morning and in my sans-glasses sightlessness (sibilacious) I saw the light! The light outside the window, caused by the reflection of light against the snow, thrown upon the tree, and I immediately knew there was snow on the ground... the tree told me. Oh how I love it, just snow, mind you. I dislike the wet, slushie sound the speeding cars make on the road outside. I even dislike the sloppy snow, clinging to my windowscreen. But I love dry, fluffy, virginal snow. I think I brought it on because yesterday morning I awoke the neighborhood to sounds of Clyde McPhatters and the Drifters singing "White Christmas", one of my favorite songs about Christmas. Funny enough, I only found it last year. (I never watched Home Alone). Another of my faves followed... Eartha Kitt's "Santa Baby" which I joke to everyone I will sing one day at our annual Christmas Party. I couldn't find the version that Marilyn Monroe sings. Oh well. Purrr-fect.
Okee I gotta run around now. Toodles. Haha. Oh and new poll!! Vote.
Have a lover-ly, snow-filled day all!
Me.
Friday, November 12, 2004
It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas
I went to the mall yesterday, first time in what seems like decades, dripping with leaves (having just finished helping Rich and his mom rake the leaves around the pool area) and smelling like pine needles. But I was slightly surprised to find that they have decorated for the holiday season already. It gets me so excited! It's almost time for our annual "picking of the Christmas card". You know that card you receive in the mail from us? That's an hour's worth of standing around in Hallmark listing the pros and cons of different cards. And because we live by the shore, the mall puts up lighthouses in the four corners (if you can call it that) of the mall, dressed in snow and winter fare. I didn't get to see if they did so because I went through Macy's and stayed within their confines. It was bu-say (biz-see). Soon they'll have santa in his chair, the lighthouse as the background, men and women dressed in outfits, or not at all, ringing the salvation army bell. I miss Cross County's Salvation Army man, the one who stands outside of cvs, playing the trumpet. These people don't even smile! I always wonder if they get paid for it or if it's volunteer work. Maybe I'll volunteer and sing to everyone who passes by. I'll get Mike to come up one weekend and sing with me. We'll have Rich on guitar, as accompaniment. haha. Whoa... wait a minute... not such a bad idea. And we don't have to be part of the organizations...heh.
"It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
ev'rywhere you go..."
mmm... I love November's dark grey days, the cold spurts of wind puffing through the window's crack. Time to make the doughnuts! Or make that Apple Pie... Alas, tomorrow will be Chocolate cake and peanut butter frosting...
Have a wonderful day everyone!! New Poll on the way.
Me.
Classic.
I went to the mall yesterday, first time in what seems like decades, dripping with leaves (having just finished helping Rich and his mom rake the leaves around the pool area) and smelling like pine needles. But I was slightly surprised to find that they have decorated for the holiday season already. It gets me so excited! It's almost time for our annual "picking of the Christmas card". You know that card you receive in the mail from us? That's an hour's worth of standing around in Hallmark listing the pros and cons of different cards. And because we live by the shore, the mall puts up lighthouses in the four corners (if you can call it that) of the mall, dressed in snow and winter fare. I didn't get to see if they did so because I went through Macy's and stayed within their confines. It was bu-say (biz-see). Soon they'll have santa in his chair, the lighthouse as the background, men and women dressed in outfits, or not at all, ringing the salvation army bell. I miss Cross County's Salvation Army man, the one who stands outside of cvs, playing the trumpet. These people don't even smile! I always wonder if they get paid for it or if it's volunteer work. Maybe I'll volunteer and sing to everyone who passes by. I'll get Mike to come up one weekend and sing with me. We'll have Rich on guitar, as accompaniment. haha. Whoa... wait a minute... not such a bad idea. And we don't have to be part of the organizations...heh.
"It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
ev'rywhere you go..."
mmm... I love November's dark grey days, the cold spurts of wind puffing through the window's crack. Time to make the doughnuts! Or make that Apple Pie... Alas, tomorrow will be Chocolate cake and peanut butter frosting...
Have a wonderful day everyone!! New Poll on the way.
Me.
Classic.
Joke of the Day
Fleeing The Draft
Two military policemen were chasing a fleeing draftee from The military base. The draftee ran into the courtyard of a convent. He saw a nun seated on a round bench beneath a tree, quietly reading a book.
He said to her, "Quick sister, please hide me I don't want to be drafted and the M.P.'s are chasing me!"
She lifted up her skirt and said, "Quick hide under here." The two policemen came by and asked if she had seen anyone. She replied, "No."
After they left she told the young boy to come out and that everything was going to be OK. He thanked her and said, "You have a nice set of legs for a nun!"
She replied, "If you reach up a little farther you'll find a nice set of balls too. I'm not going to be drafted either!"
haha.
Fleeing The Draft
Two military policemen were chasing a fleeing draftee from The military base. The draftee ran into the courtyard of a convent. He saw a nun seated on a round bench beneath a tree, quietly reading a book.
He said to her, "Quick sister, please hide me I don't want to be drafted and the M.P.'s are chasing me!"
She lifted up her skirt and said, "Quick hide under here." The two policemen came by and asked if she had seen anyone. She replied, "No."
After they left she told the young boy to come out and that everything was going to be OK. He thanked her and said, "You have a nice set of legs for a nun!"
She replied, "If you reach up a little farther you'll find a nice set of balls too. I'm not going to be drafted either!"
haha.
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
Ooh You're So Good
Thanks for the updates folks! Now how the heck do people find my site by typing up "boston terrier menstrual cycle"? And for the other people, it's not "bernie and phils" it's "bernie and phyl's"! Get it right and stop coming to my site. Heh.
I was in the mood for finding and writing to old friends. My one friend that I have been writing to and have known since 3rd grade has gone and left me to wonder how her life is going. In reality we haven't beheld one another since 6th grade but we still wrote. I guess it was just too much for her. Ha. Then I wrote another friend, a chiropractor to be, from h.s. She and I haven't seen each other in a year. She's too busy at some cold, desolate place on the corner of NY.
Oh, I was just reminded why I wrote this blog. I've noticed that Rich and I have a lot of our conversations in the car or if I really boiled it down, when we're at the brink of a transition. For example, if we were to go to the mall or some other place we barely speak then but in the car, when we unconsciously know that we will be mute for an hour or so, we end up yapping away at one another. Another example is how we congregate by the bathroom door, when one of us is about to take a shower. We, however, do not yack it up too much when we're sitting in the room together, because that's not where it happens. haha. The magic happens most... in the kitchen, among the counters, stools, table, stove, fridge and sink. haha. Alright this is getting nowhere and I must be off to save the world. ta ta for now, kids.
Beautiful if not cold out. That's funny, I think the tree outside grew some leaves, I could've sworn that it was totally bare the other day. Must be the leaf gluing fairy's job.
Me
Thanks for the updates folks! Now how the heck do people find my site by typing up "boston terrier menstrual cycle"? And for the other people, it's not "bernie and phils" it's "bernie and phyl's"! Get it right and stop coming to my site. Heh.
I was in the mood for finding and writing to old friends. My one friend that I have been writing to and have known since 3rd grade has gone and left me to wonder how her life is going. In reality we haven't beheld one another since 6th grade but we still wrote. I guess it was just too much for her. Ha. Then I wrote another friend, a chiropractor to be, from h.s. She and I haven't seen each other in a year. She's too busy at some cold, desolate place on the corner of NY.
Oh, I was just reminded why I wrote this blog. I've noticed that Rich and I have a lot of our conversations in the car or if I really boiled it down, when we're at the brink of a transition. For example, if we were to go to the mall or some other place we barely speak then but in the car, when we unconsciously know that we will be mute for an hour or so, we end up yapping away at one another. Another example is how we congregate by the bathroom door, when one of us is about to take a shower. We, however, do not yack it up too much when we're sitting in the room together, because that's not where it happens. haha. The magic happens most... in the kitchen, among the counters, stools, table, stove, fridge and sink. haha. Alright this is getting nowhere and I must be off to save the world. ta ta for now, kids.
Beautiful if not cold out. That's funny, I think the tree outside grew some leaves, I could've sworn that it was totally bare the other day. Must be the leaf gluing fairy's job.
Me
Monday, November 08, 2004
Update!
Come on people, am I the only one who has to keep up my end of the line? Huh? I need to know what's going on in your lives too. Jeez. I don't care if all you did was sit there pickin' your nose and wiping it on your foot, although I would be grossed out, I would at least know what you were doing.
I'm gonna keep my posts short until I get some responses! So there! And you better respond to threats!
Have a wonderful day.
Me.
Come on people, am I the only one who has to keep up my end of the line? Huh? I need to know what's going on in your lives too. Jeez. I don't care if all you did was sit there pickin' your nose and wiping it on your foot, although I would be grossed out, I would at least know what you were doing.
I'm gonna keep my posts short until I get some responses! So there! And you better respond to threats!
Have a wonderful day.
Me.
Saturday, November 06, 2004
This and That
Hey all! New poll, by the way. I'm working on my layout today. I came up with something not so fancy, but hopefully everything will fit inside. haha. Sometime today or tomorrow, expect a surprise!! haha. It's a joke!
I'm feening for Filipino food. Yay Thanksgiving! Julie and George, beg your mom to make me some of her fabulous chicken lollipop and that "wonton soup" (well I call it that, i don't know what it's called). She has to give me the recipe on the stuffing she puts inside the wrapper, and the soup... etc. Tell her she has to make it for me because this is one of the last times she'll see me before Florida. In reality I will see her perhaps three other times before I go. I'm almost her daughter for god's sake! haha. Then I'll beg dad to make dinuguan. Ew, I just saw pics of brown dinuguan after doing a search to check spelling. Gah! You know what? Dad doesn't make his spicy. That's because it's good! He doesn't need to cover his up with junk. haha. I want mom to make lumpia, or for English-only fiances, springrolls (hmm, what would dinuguan be in English? Roughly translated... to add blood? From the word "dugo"= blood. I dunno). I'll tell mom to make her fruit and macaroni salad. You know people would consider her fruit salad more like the "ambrosias" that I saw on foodtv, without the nasty marshmallows. Ok, marshmallows are not nasty, but imagine it in fruit salad? (Right Michelle, marshmallows are nasty... after you just told them about feening for slaughtered pigs' blood). You know what I like too? Lechon, or for E-o-f's "suckling pig". mmm pig! haha
Oh my gosh, I don't know if I every mentioned it but one of the guy's from Black Eyed Peas is Filipino. He lived in the Phils until he was in 15 then moved to Los Angeles. When he first went into Will's house, in the projects, after first moving to America he was like "whoa, you have a nice house! your toilet's inside!" after coming from having a toilet that was more like an outhouse and it didn't flush. heh. I find that funny because I know what that's like. I had to take a poo in the Phils and had to remember to get a bucket to "flush" the poo down with. And it was dark and stinky in there. I think some "water" splashed on my feet. Yup, it's good to be in the toilet bowl that's America. (Oh he's not the tall, native american looking dude... he's Mexican "Taboo")
I caught on the The Daily Show last night (it was the previous night's show), they had footage of Filipinos in the Phils. demonstrating against having Bush re-elected. They had them standing around with posters and one guy was lighting a poster, with Bush's pic on it, on fire. They also showed a pic of the Daily Mirror's cover that said "How can 59,054,087 people be so dumb?" haha. well it is just a tabloid...
Okay, looks nice out huh? Oh wait... it was nice out earlier, but now the grey is all over. Oh that's Bunches! Sootie Bunches, that is. Haha. Last night I was dreaming of a cat meowing and meowing and then I opened one eye and all I saw was a black little nose sniffing my face. Sooty was on top of me, meowing for attention and I think she might have been stealing my breath. haha. She's too adorable sometimes. I can't see how some people just don't care for their pets right, especially the mammalian ones. Rich and I drove over to the beach the other day and the neighbors' poor dog was leashed up by their tree just standing there in the freezing cold. Bastards. It's such a pretty dog too. I mean I can understand leaving an ugly dog outside.... just kidding!!! Gosh, don't call PETA. It's mean now, just barks and lunges at people passing by. Just like the "neglect" documentary I was watching yesterday, narrated by Susan Sarandon. It was called "Broken Child" and it spoke about the effects of children who are neglected and abused. The majority become abusers as well. The abuse and neglect really do something to their brain's functions, which make many of them short-tempered and full of rage, that they cannot control. One child, who seemed possessed by the devil himself, has a large tolerance for pain and one day, while watching a movie, reached up and took hold of his permanent tooth and ripped it out, root and all, without so much as a bat of his eyelashes. See what neglect does? Don't let this happen.
Ok, I gotta go. Talk to y'all later!
Me.
Hey all! New poll, by the way. I'm working on my layout today. I came up with something not so fancy, but hopefully everything will fit inside. haha. Sometime today or tomorrow, expect a surprise!! haha. It's a joke!
I'm feening for Filipino food. Yay Thanksgiving! Julie and George, beg your mom to make me some of her fabulous chicken lollipop and that "wonton soup" (well I call it that, i don't know what it's called). She has to give me the recipe on the stuffing she puts inside the wrapper, and the soup... etc. Tell her she has to make it for me because this is one of the last times she'll see me before Florida. In reality I will see her perhaps three other times before I go. I'm almost her daughter for god's sake! haha. Then I'll beg dad to make dinuguan. Ew, I just saw pics of brown dinuguan after doing a search to check spelling. Gah! You know what? Dad doesn't make his spicy. That's because it's good! He doesn't need to cover his up with junk. haha. I want mom to make lumpia, or for English-only fiances, springrolls (hmm, what would dinuguan be in English? Roughly translated... to add blood? From the word "dugo"= blood. I dunno). I'll tell mom to make her fruit and macaroni salad. You know people would consider her fruit salad more like the "ambrosias" that I saw on foodtv, without the nasty marshmallows. Ok, marshmallows are not nasty, but imagine it in fruit salad? (Right Michelle, marshmallows are nasty... after you just told them about feening for slaughtered pigs' blood). You know what I like too? Lechon, or for E-o-f's "suckling pig". mmm pig! haha
Oh my gosh, I don't know if I every mentioned it but one of the guy's from Black Eyed Peas is Filipino. He lived in the Phils until he was in 15 then moved to Los Angeles. When he first went into Will's house, in the projects, after first moving to America he was like "whoa, you have a nice house! your toilet's inside!" after coming from having a toilet that was more like an outhouse and it didn't flush. heh. I find that funny because I know what that's like. I had to take a poo in the Phils and had to remember to get a bucket to "flush" the poo down with. And it was dark and stinky in there. I think some "water" splashed on my feet. Yup, it's good to be in the toilet bowl that's America. (Oh he's not the tall, native american looking dude... he's Mexican "Taboo")
I caught on the The Daily Show last night (it was the previous night's show), they had footage of Filipinos in the Phils. demonstrating against having Bush re-elected. They had them standing around with posters and one guy was lighting a poster, with Bush's pic on it, on fire. They also showed a pic of the Daily Mirror's cover that said "How can 59,054,087 people be so dumb?" haha. well it is just a tabloid...
Okay, looks nice out huh? Oh wait... it was nice out earlier, but now the grey is all over. Oh that's Bunches! Sootie Bunches, that is. Haha. Last night I was dreaming of a cat meowing and meowing and then I opened one eye and all I saw was a black little nose sniffing my face. Sooty was on top of me, meowing for attention and I think she might have been stealing my breath. haha. She's too adorable sometimes. I can't see how some people just don't care for their pets right, especially the mammalian ones. Rich and I drove over to the beach the other day and the neighbors' poor dog was leashed up by their tree just standing there in the freezing cold. Bastards. It's such a pretty dog too. I mean I can understand leaving an ugly dog outside.... just kidding!!! Gosh, don't call PETA. It's mean now, just barks and lunges at people passing by. Just like the "neglect" documentary I was watching yesterday, narrated by Susan Sarandon. It was called "Broken Child" and it spoke about the effects of children who are neglected and abused. The majority become abusers as well. The abuse and neglect really do something to their brain's functions, which make many of them short-tempered and full of rage, that they cannot control. One child, who seemed possessed by the devil himself, has a large tolerance for pain and one day, while watching a movie, reached up and took hold of his permanent tooth and ripped it out, root and all, without so much as a bat of his eyelashes. See what neglect does? Don't let this happen.
Ok, I gotta go. Talk to y'all later!
Me.
Friday, November 05, 2004
January
and I catch a glimpse of the low grey band of clouds that have replaced the crisp blue sky of October
and in short, quick movements I will be whisked away to
April
grasping at every tree that marches me further and further from home, wondering if their
December
will bring the same anticipation, that stomach clenching, heart-warming cliche that one cannot
get away from of northern holidays. In this last day of January I am silently hustled into
February
which seems the longest month of the year, with its biting cold; igloos; no class; scraping at
March
who is blowing away the snow, only to be followed by another blizzard and into fast, cold winds of the highways as I am swept away toward some new place bodily but I am somewhere, still caught up in the tempest of
November
howls and stuck on the bare branches of the tree outside.
and I catch a glimpse of the low grey band of clouds that have replaced the crisp blue sky of October
and in short, quick movements I will be whisked away to
April
grasping at every tree that marches me further and further from home, wondering if their
December
will bring the same anticipation, that stomach clenching, heart-warming cliche that one cannot
get away from of northern holidays. In this last day of January I am silently hustled into
February
which seems the longest month of the year, with its biting cold; igloos; no class; scraping at
March
who is blowing away the snow, only to be followed by another blizzard and into fast, cold winds of the highways as I am swept away toward some new place bodily but I am somewhere, still caught up in the tempest of
November
howls and stuck on the bare branches of the tree outside.
Thursday, November 04, 2004
"Flee You Fools!"
What is happening to our country? Does no one see what's going on? Rich and I were talking about the idea that maybe we should just let the south successfully secede from us. We (being the ones who didn't vote for Bush on those maps) would be made up of the northeastern block and the western block and anyone else who'd like to join the 21st century. We are now being run by a Republican senate, house of rep. and of course the President. Folks, that's two out of three. Two out of three what, you ask. Well we all know from our Schoolhouse Rock and our social studies classes that there are three branches of government, (Legislative; i.e. the House of Rep. and Senate, Executive; i.e. Mr. President, and Judicial, i.e. the Supreme Court) the whole checks and balances stuff, well guess what? It's gonna be more like three out of three. With ailing justices there's a big chance that Bush will be replacing them this 2nd term. Haha, he's not gonna replace them with someone who'll vote against him, silly. This means we'll have conservatives in our Supreme Court. Do you know what that means kids? That means this country will return to the stone age... wait, I can't insult the stone age like that. Listen up ladies, there is a chance that this presidency will overturn the ruling of Roe vs. Wade. Come on, we've taken the Regents, we know what that is. This means that there is a possibility that you will not be able to have a legal abortion. Who the fugg has the right to tell you what to do with your body? Well it seems the religious right, or should I say "reich" does.
This radical religious right has and is oppressing this country. They're censoring everything and everyone that does not fit their views!! I'm on the verge of hysteria here because we are on the brink of becoming Nazi Germany all over again. Gays can't marry at all and soon you and I will be kept from marrying outside our "race". We can't do or say anything, as if our right to freedom of speech no longer has any value. I might be taken in for writing all of this... If none of you have heard yet... read this person's live journal entry (10/27/04). We can't even watch television anymore without someone telling us it's wrong.
*We're in a war we cannot win, and should not be in.
*Our economy is shot to hell.
*They're tightening the that noose a little more with every little thing:
Banning of gay marriage and gay rights,
Opposition to anything done outside of marriage
Censorship of t.v. (J. Jackson), radio (H. Stern), books (Harry Potter). Anything considered "indecent".
Restriction on abortion rights, and perhaps the actual law that makes it illegal.
Restriction in the advance of science! i.e. stem-cell research and other items as well.
This is no longer a separation of church and state.
Come one folks, are you kidding me?
-----Other quotes:
"I trust God speaks through me. Without that, I couldn’t do my job." -- President Bush, quoted in the Lancaster New Era, during a private meeting with an Amish group.
“I believe that I am acting in accordance with the will of the Almighty Creator.” A. Hitler
"I went to the U.N., as you might recall, and said, either you take care of him, or we will." G. Bush (whitehouse.gov)
"It must be thoroughly understood that the lost land will never be won by hopes in any League of Nations, but only by the force of arms."
- Adolf Hitler
Here's a little hypocrisy:
"These terrorists...we have seen their kind before. They're the heirs of all the murderous ideologies of the 20th century. By sacrificing human life to serve their radical visions, by abandoning every value except the will to power, they follow in the path of fascism, Nazism and totalitarianism. And they will follow that path all the way to where it ends in history's unmarked grave of discarded lies." -- George W. Bush, 9/20/01 (taken from rightwingnews.com)
One last quote...I've been writing this since 5:30 a.m. forgive my rambling.
"To announce that there should be no criticism of the president, or that we are to stand by the president, right or wrong, it is not only unpatriotic and servile, but it is morally treasonable to the American people."
Theodore Roosevelt
What is happening to our country? Does no one see what's going on? Rich and I were talking about the idea that maybe we should just let the south successfully secede from us. We (being the ones who didn't vote for Bush on those maps) would be made up of the northeastern block and the western block and anyone else who'd like to join the 21st century. We are now being run by a Republican senate, house of rep. and of course the President. Folks, that's two out of three. Two out of three what, you ask. Well we all know from our Schoolhouse Rock and our social studies classes that there are three branches of government, (Legislative; i.e. the House of Rep. and Senate, Executive; i.e. Mr. President, and Judicial, i.e. the Supreme Court) the whole checks and balances stuff, well guess what? It's gonna be more like three out of three. With ailing justices there's a big chance that Bush will be replacing them this 2nd term. Haha, he's not gonna replace them with someone who'll vote against him, silly. This means we'll have conservatives in our Supreme Court. Do you know what that means kids? That means this country will return to the stone age... wait, I can't insult the stone age like that. Listen up ladies, there is a chance that this presidency will overturn the ruling of Roe vs. Wade. Come on, we've taken the Regents, we know what that is. This means that there is a possibility that you will not be able to have a legal abortion. Who the fugg has the right to tell you what to do with your body? Well it seems the religious right, or should I say "reich" does.
This radical religious right has and is oppressing this country. They're censoring everything and everyone that does not fit their views!! I'm on the verge of hysteria here because we are on the brink of becoming Nazi Germany all over again. Gays can't marry at all and soon you and I will be kept from marrying outside our "race". We can't do or say anything, as if our right to freedom of speech no longer has any value. I might be taken in for writing all of this... If none of you have heard yet... read this person's live journal entry (10/27/04). We can't even watch television anymore without someone telling us it's wrong.
*We're in a war we cannot win, and should not be in.
*Our economy is shot to hell.
*They're tightening the that noose a little more with every little thing:
Banning of gay marriage and gay rights,
Opposition to anything done outside of marriage
Censorship of t.v. (J. Jackson), radio (H. Stern), books (Harry Potter). Anything considered "indecent".
Restriction on abortion rights, and perhaps the actual law that makes it illegal.
Restriction in the advance of science! i.e. stem-cell research and other items as well.
This is no longer a separation of church and state.
Come one folks, are you kidding me?
“Terrorism is the best political weapon, for nothing drives people harder than a fear of sudden death.”
-Adolf Hitler
-----Other quotes:
"I trust God speaks through me. Without that, I couldn’t do my job." -- President Bush, quoted in the Lancaster New Era, during a private meeting with an Amish group.
“I believe that I am acting in accordance with the will of the Almighty Creator.” A. Hitler
"I went to the U.N., as you might recall, and said, either you take care of him, or we will." G. Bush (whitehouse.gov)
"It must be thoroughly understood that the lost land will never be won by hopes in any League of Nations, but only by the force of arms."
- Adolf Hitler
Here's a little hypocrisy:
"These terrorists...we have seen their kind before. They're the heirs of all the murderous ideologies of the 20th century. By sacrificing human life to serve their radical visions, by abandoning every value except the will to power, they follow in the path of fascism, Nazism and totalitarianism. And they will follow that path all the way to where it ends in history's unmarked grave of discarded lies." -- George W. Bush, 9/20/01 (taken from rightwingnews.com)
One last quote...I've been writing this since 5:30 a.m. forgive my rambling.
"To announce that there should be no criticism of the president, or that we are to stand by the president, right or wrong, it is not only unpatriotic and servile, but it is morally treasonable to the American people."
Theodore Roosevelt
Tuesday, November 02, 2004
And In Other News...
So today is voting day. I will fail to assert that right and responsibility because I have not registered. Anywho, doesn't matter because New York and Massachusetts are both democratic states and will give it to Kerry... however, I will register in Florida if we stay longer than two years because of its swing-state stature. Well we'll soon find out who the "winner" will be. But there are high hopes for big K. (Hey that's mine, made up on the spot, so ya can't steal it). My brother is home voting his little heart out, and will be driven up to New Paltz in time for his 10 o'clock class. I think he just wanted to experience the whole voting sensation, with the booths and curtains. I have an idea he's throwing his vote away but what are ya gonna do? I heard Andy Rooney say that if you're ignorant of the facts then don't vote but...can you name two of your state senators?
I will be home the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. Mom says she's throwing a little party. hehe. She said, jokingly (I hope) that it was to be my bridal shower. What I can remember from these dreaded bridal showers I attended as a child was that people (all women) gave presents like lingerie and ooh'd, ahh'd and told dirty jokes. Then they made you strut around with the lingerie hanging around your neck while they cackled and remembered their own weddings, and wedding nights. I hope this wont be a chance for all of them to impart their own love-making secrets. EWW. But knowing all of them, it is (the worse offenders being loose-Luisa and spicy-Susie oh and you may think Aunty Jo is quiet and unoffending but I got some stories to tell you). I will of course be found on the floor laughing my a$$ off. I wonder if I can finally drop the "aunty" and just call them all by their first names... I already do, behind their backs. Don't you dare tell anyone!!!! Ahhh!! Hahaha. By the way, the wedding will be in Disney. Yay.
Oh I feel like a big disappointment. I failed to wear a costume for halloween! The kids on the street have come to expect a costume for the past six years that I've answered the door to pass out treats. This one kid...whom I shall call Harry Potter, always tells me how great my costumes are. He even came by last year, with a friend to show her my costume! His words, "they always have great costumes here". Then when I answered the door I saw his face drop. Oh my gosh, I'll never get over that. It's like finding out there is no santa claus. I hope he liked my sleepy college kid costume, when I wore my SUNY New Paltz t-shirt and sweat pants. (Hey George get me a SUNY Buffalo t-shirt! I'm gonna ask Isa for a UPenn t-shirt, I have my UMass sweatshirt and fake Harvard Hoodie.) hehe. I was gonna yell after them, "wait!! I'll throw together a costume!! Don't goooo!" The rest of the people were a little disappointed that I didn't wear a costume either. Oh gosh, I'm so sad. I'm still reeling from it.
Oh Florida's doing it again!! I heard, Rich's sister was told to vote some place she wasn't familiar with instead of where she should be voting, near her. So, because of that little "mess up" she's not voting, because she doesn't know where to go! If that's not a scam I don't know what is. Stupid Florida. Ughh.
Have a wonderful November!!! I'll tell Mike to stay in school so we can drive up to pick him up. The drive up is so nice and soothing. Not too many cars on the road either. heh.
Have a wonderful day all!
Me.
So today is voting day. I will fail to assert that right and responsibility because I have not registered. Anywho, doesn't matter because New York and Massachusetts are both democratic states and will give it to Kerry... however, I will register in Florida if we stay longer than two years because of its swing-state stature. Well we'll soon find out who the "winner" will be. But there are high hopes for big K. (Hey that's mine, made up on the spot, so ya can't steal it). My brother is home voting his little heart out, and will be driven up to New Paltz in time for his 10 o'clock class. I think he just wanted to experience the whole voting sensation, with the booths and curtains. I have an idea he's throwing his vote away but what are ya gonna do? I heard Andy Rooney say that if you're ignorant of the facts then don't vote but...can you name two of your state senators?
I will be home the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. Mom says she's throwing a little party. hehe. She said, jokingly (I hope) that it was to be my bridal shower. What I can remember from these dreaded bridal showers I attended as a child was that people (all women) gave presents like lingerie and ooh'd, ahh'd and told dirty jokes. Then they made you strut around with the lingerie hanging around your neck while they cackled and remembered their own weddings, and wedding nights. I hope this wont be a chance for all of them to impart their own love-making secrets. EWW. But knowing all of them, it is (the worse offenders being loose-Luisa and spicy-Susie oh and you may think Aunty Jo is quiet and unoffending but I got some stories to tell you). I will of course be found on the floor laughing my a$$ off. I wonder if I can finally drop the "aunty" and just call them all by their first names... I already do, behind their backs. Don't you dare tell anyone!!!! Ahhh!! Hahaha. By the way, the wedding will be in Disney. Yay.
Oh I feel like a big disappointment. I failed to wear a costume for halloween! The kids on the street have come to expect a costume for the past six years that I've answered the door to pass out treats. This one kid...whom I shall call Harry Potter, always tells me how great my costumes are. He even came by last year, with a friend to show her my costume! His words, "they always have great costumes here". Then when I answered the door I saw his face drop. Oh my gosh, I'll never get over that. It's like finding out there is no santa claus. I hope he liked my sleepy college kid costume, when I wore my SUNY New Paltz t-shirt and sweat pants. (Hey George get me a SUNY Buffalo t-shirt! I'm gonna ask Isa for a UPenn t-shirt, I have my UMass sweatshirt and fake Harvard Hoodie.) hehe. I was gonna yell after them, "wait!! I'll throw together a costume!! Don't goooo!" The rest of the people were a little disappointed that I didn't wear a costume either. Oh gosh, I'm so sad. I'm still reeling from it.
Oh Florida's doing it again!! I heard, Rich's sister was told to vote some place she wasn't familiar with instead of where she should be voting, near her. So, because of that little "mess up" she's not voting, because she doesn't know where to go! If that's not a scam I don't know what is. Stupid Florida. Ughh.
Have a wonderful November!!! I'll tell Mike to stay in school so we can drive up to pick him up. The drive up is so nice and soothing. Not too many cars on the road either. heh.
Have a wonderful day all!
Me.
