Thursday, January 31, 2008

"explain this" PLUS bonus freaky twin report!

Explain this:

About three weeks ago, on a weeknight, I was woken up at 2 am by a violent pounding at the door followed by the door bell ringing. I jump up from my deep sleep, heart pounding furiously in my chest, assuming there must be some emergency! Of course being a single woman living alone, I hesitated at 2 am to run down and answer the door, instead cautiously looking out of the window to investigate. Whe I looked out of the window and then downstairs through the peephole no one was there, and after a while I thought maybe the doorbell went off on its own (which happens sometimes when the weather is damp) and maybe I dreamt the violent pounding, like maybe it was a psychological reaction to being woken up so suddenly...

Well, last night at 4 am someone loudly pounded on the door using the knocker. Again I jumped out of bed with a heart attack practically, almost nauseous from being woken up so violently, looked at the clock to see what time it was, and looked out the window. I didn't see anyone, nor did I see any cars out front that didn't belong. Cody comes in, also woken up, going 'what the heck was that! Who's at the door??" (Hence knowing I'm not crazy, now that I have a witness!) I send him down to look out of the peephole while I watch out the window but neither of us can see anyone.

Eventually, I stay up watching HORRIBLE tv (at that hour its all infomercials, fresh prince of bel air, and Happy Days!) and listening for anything unusual until 6:30, I think I dozed off maybe until 7:15 feeling safer once the sun was up. ugh.

Anyway its so confusing, and thus frightening - because,
A.) what would someone get out of playing ding dong ditch, esp. not on a random whim but repeatedly at the same house.
B.) ding dong ditch is a kids game, what kids are wandering outside at 4 am on a weeknight!
C.) this seems like an unlikely game for anyone to play at that hour on a weeknight in the dead of winter when its freezing out
D.) how come I never see anyone running away!?!

Explain that!!

As promised, freaky conjoined twin update

Here are my two new favorite conjoined twins:
Two headed baby born in china- one body, with only the normal set of internal organs, but 2 backbones branching off into two separate but functional heads!




Lakshmi was born with 4 arms and 4 legs. Thought to be the reincarnated form of the 4-armed Indian goddess after which she was named, she is actually sporting the full body of a conjoined twin, SANS HEAD. That is wiggedy-wack. But she's super cute! (From the neck up!!!!!)



And, perhaps funkiest of all:

"Doctors Find Two Dead Siblings In the Stomach of a Lone Triplet"
Doctors removed two siblings from the body of a one-year-old in Indonesia yesterday. The girl’s siblings were removed from her abdomen and the surviving triplet, who absorbed her unviable sisters, is expected to survive. One of the bodies, according the story, was totally complete, except for arms and legs. And the other had ony a head, but with hair, and also part of a digestive system.

I would be afraid of a girl who ate her siblings. That's badass.

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

So you wanna be a rock superstar, and live large, a big house, 5 cars, you're in charge

How much is flexibility and independence at work worth to you? In dollars. If you could come in at 10 am every day? If you could, when you felt like it, take an hour and half lunch with out sweating it? If you could work from home every Monday, what would that be worth to you? 2 grand? 5 grand? 10 grand? In this country, in this life, where from childhood you are taught to equate 'success' with your job title and your income, the size of your house and the profile of your car, the brand name on your shoes and the divirsity of your investments, would you be willing to give up flexibility, chillness, and freedom for prestige and a fat sweaty wad of cash?

Is success equivelant to bling, or to personal satisfaction, or to enjoying your life at your desired pace sans big house/fatty paycheck, or what?

Uplifting death quote of the day:
"All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain."

Name the movie without using Google for 2 points. Not that I can prove whether you are a dirty sneakin' cheater or not, but try to be honest out there, boyscouts.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

trash TV


I tried to watch the presidential debates. What crap. I learned almost nothing of the candidates' view on the issues, because nearly the entire time was spent attacking eachother's voting and personal records. I thought that was the Republicans' job. In fact, it was almost entirely Obama and Clinton going at it, with a few words gotten in edgewise by Edwards, who also went the attack route. Blah. Its like watching gladiators, only they are fighting by selectively choosing votes from eachothers past and casting them in the worst possible light. Worthless TV. I'd rather watch... that show where the chicks are fighting to date Brett Michaels. Or, the one about Chachi being 45 and single. Only now he's knocked up some chick so the show is now titled 'Scott Baeo is 46 and a slut.' Or something.


Recent movies:
Sunshine - rating: good
I Am Legend - rating: meh
Juno - rating: so freakin good

Recent books:
Red Badge of Courage - rating: meh
Village in the Treetops - rating: meh
A Thousand Splendid Suns - rating: thumbs up
An American Tragedy - rating: loved it

Monday, January 21, 2008

useless fun

Monday, January 07, 2008

what is unusual about this poem - a contest

Doppelgänger

Entering the lonely house with my wife
I saw him for the first time
Peering furtively from behind a bush –
Blackness that moved,
A shape amid the shadows,
A momentary glimpse of gleaming eyes
Revealed in the ragged moon.
A closer look (he seemed to turn) might have
Put him to flight forever –I dared not
(For reasons that I failed to understand),
Though I knew I should act at once.

I puzzled over it, hiding alone,
Watching the woman as she neared the gate.
He came, and I saw him crouching
Night after night.
Night after night
He came, and I saw him crouching,
Watching the woman as she neared the gate.

I puzzled over it, hiding alone –Though I knew I should act at once,
For reasons that I failed to understand
I dared not
Put him to flight forever.

A closer look (he seemed to turn) might have
Revealed in the ragged moon
A momentary glimpse of gleaming eyes
A shape amid the shadows,
Blackness that moved.

Peering furtively from behind a bush,
I saw him, for the first time
Entering the lonely house with my wife.

Saturday, January 05, 2008

whats new on the brittany front?

Apparantly there was a 4 hour long police standoff with britanny spears. Apparantly her sister is preggo not from her teen boyfriend, but from a much older producer that works on her show. Man, this is like CANDY for americans. they are eating it up. Who wouldn't rather think about this then the fact that we are in a never ending war with no exit plan and that we are actively torturing possibly innocent people in super secret overseas prisons. Remember when it was the bad guys doing that stuff? Remember when it was like, the SS or something? Oh well, don't worry. The latest is that Brit has been released from the hospital. Whats that girl going to do next? I'm on pins and needles.

Friday, January 04, 2008

men? comments?

Thursday, January 03, 2008

Been awhile

Finally blogging again. I hope anyone out there is still reading!

Ok where to begin....
Had a good relaxing holiday, won't bore you with the details, but my best presents were jewlery and a new digital camera (to replace my junker held together with scotch tape) from V, and a Roomba robotic vaccum from my awesome brother (See video).

video

If you don't have one, get one!! I mean it! It is my favorite household item of all time. Its so cool!

Anyway, in a meeting with a bunch of directors and the executive director, to get the topic off of 'dogs' which they had been talking about for 20 minutes rather then the issue at hand, I told this joke: Why did the cowboy get a dauchund? Because someone told him to 'Get along, little doggie' (said with cowboy drawl). They all laughed and it did get us on track, so score one for that, but how professional does that look? Oh well I never cared before so why start now :P

In other news my friend M came to visit from out of town and I took her out for pedicures and a wine tasting (this was at a liquor store and we were still wearing our pedicure flip-flops). The wine tasting was apparantly over, but they agreed to let us do it anyway and proceeded to pour away into our plastic dixie cups as though we were at a party and trying to get loaded!

On New Years we couldnt get anyone together really, so we had dinner at a friend's house and all went to Sonar to see some bands, The Allmighty Senators and some dudes from Lake Trout who have a side project band called something like Famous in Japan. Not bad but not as good as the Lake Trout show last week at the Ottobar, which was excellent and not at all 'jazz-fusion grateful dead jam-bandy crap' like I had expected it to be!

Well, my dog's at the dentist getting his teeth cleaned so I better call and see how he's doing.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!
(Can you believe its been 8 years since the year 2000???!?!!??!?)