Tuesday, October 24, 2006

late afternoon

A Fun Surprise At My Front Door This Morning

I received an envelope from Nestle, welcoming me to the “Butterfinger Consumer Advisory Panel” - in that envelope, a cool t-shirt, some finger stickers, some finger buttons, a poster, and two mini Butterfinger Crisps.  Oddly, I don’t really remember filling out whatever I filled out in order to get this lovely surprise.  While I do enjoy Butterfingers very much, my favorite candybar is also a product of Nestle, the amazing Coffee Crisp - now available in some stores near you, Americans.  Canadians are lucky, they’ve always had Coffee Crisp.  They even get a variety of Coffee Crisp flavors, which is nice.  The original is still the best, but flavor choice is nice.  Anyway, Nestle, if you’re out there reading, I really believe that the U.S. could use a “Coffee Crisp Consumer Advisory Panel” and I am willing to take time out of my very busy life to participate in this important endeavor.

late afternoon

I Have A Vacancy For A New Rich Celebrity Friend - Apply Now!

Pearls Before Swine - 10/24/06

I was recently informed that I, at the age of 42, choose my friends based on “wealth” and “celebrity”.  I’m clearly unable to choose friends based on common interests, views or the mere fact that they introduced me to fantasy football.  It would solely be based on the fact that they have money.  I’m just that shallow.  Anyway, now that Leanne has turned out to be someone other than, well, Leanne, I have an opening for a rich friend.  Let me be clear that you will never be required to spend any money on me, because my last celebrity did not.  I almost got a (used) book once, but alas, it was one that I already had.  What I need from you, my new celebrity friend, is to fill my head with glamour.  The last celebrity was kind of a disappointment because my head was filled with politics, tv, sports, and religious opinion.  Not airy enough.  Not glamourous enough.  I was contacted by Tricia Kean, a local celebrity (i.e., news anchor) due to the unfortunate fact that when I wrote about her breasts, I became the number one search result in Google for her name.  Er, oops.  I’d like to let you know, although Tricia was super nice (no, really, a great sport!), we didn’t form a lasting friendship.  A couple of emails back and forth, a few laughs, the hope that if any of her friends contacted me that I’d send them in the right direction (to her email address), and our correspondence was over.  Mostly because, well, she’s kind of busy, and I didn’t even know if she liked “Buffy” and “Veronica Mars”, which is kind of how I pick my friends these days.  Well, that and their bank account.  Anyway, I thought Tricia was great (although, I selfishly admit that I prefer her as a brunette), but we weren’t destined to be BFF.

I’ve recently become enamoured with a fake Stephen King, but I’m not sure that a fake writer is enough for me.  I need GLITZ, not some dude who writes well and wears jeans.  Sure, he probably “knows” lots of other wealthy people who are glamourous, but that’s not enough.  Then again, the real Stephen King and the real Joss Whedon are both “Veronica Mars” fans.  So, never mind, “Stephen King” is in!  Just to cover all my bases, applications are still being accepted.

Sunday, October 22, 2006

late evening

Canadian Politics - Again

I’m so disappointed in Jack Layton.  While I’m the first to admit that I barely know anything about Jack Layton, but I did read a long interview with him and his wife, Olivia Chow, a couple of years ago and liked them personally.  While I can understand him being upset that Olivia was called a Chow-Chow dog, it’s kind of part of her name.  It’s rude and insulting, but it has absolutely nothing to do with whatever Peter MacKay did or did not say about Belinda Stronach.  Clearly, Belinda broke poor Peter’s heart, and she’s very publicly moved on to steal another woman’s husband.  Maybe I agree with Belinda’s politics, but her personal values are pretty disappointing.  They’re about on par with many of the Republican politicians in the US, and I expect better from a female Liberal in Canada.  While some newspapers have said that she and Tie have denied having a relationship, nothing could be further from the truth.  They’ve danced around the issue, kind of unsuccessfully if you ask me.  They’ve both issued wishy-washy denials, but not actual denials.  And believe me, if they could actually deny it and not talk around it, they would.  Whether the Domi marriage was happy or not, Belinda certainly could’ve wait until they separated, instead of sneaking behind the wife’s back.  That’s just, well, wrong.  Sure, it was Tie who was cheating, but he can’t cheat alone.  Anyway, I found a YouTube video of Belinda’s trampiness set to music at http://www.sarahcrosbie.com early tonight.  My favorite part is him running in the field with Domo-kun.  I think anything with Domo-kun is pretty awesome.  I feel badly that Leanne Domi was edited in, but then, she’s dealt with worse - the actual reality of Belinda Stronach.

So, for my very few readers interested in Canadian politics, have a gander.

evening

Secret Agent Basil’s Meme

I can’t link to Basil’s blog because it isn’t public, but I’d like to thank her for her meme.

1. What famous (or infamous) person would you like to be?

I can’t think of anyone, maybe just a better looking, younger, and wealthier version of myself.

2. How do you get through the day?

One blog at a time.

3. What is your favorite pleasant memory from childhood?

I don’t know, I had a pretty great childhood.  There are lots of pleasant memories.  Just hanging out with family.  Being a part of a team that won a national softball championship in ‘78, and was introduced on the field at Dodger Stadium.  I got Dodger dirt on my shoes!  Also, everyone was making paper airplanes out pages of the program, so I made one, just playing around.  I threw it and it landed well into right field.  Rick Monday had to go over and get it off the field.  Whoops.

4. Who’s your daddy? (Just kidding. I’ve always wanted to just say that)

That just makes me think of our friend, Ed.  But my daddy, he’s reading.

5. What country have you considered emigrating to since the Bush regime came into power? Why?

Canada.  Leigh-Ann is Canadian.  They have socialized medicine.  Gay marriage is legal.  The general populace is more liberal and tolerant than ours.  Hockey!  We could see Leigh-Ann’s niece & nephew grow up.  In my mind, I flirt with France too, but I have no real desire to do it.

6. How important is exercise in your life?

I used to be a total jock, but it was the game that was important, not the exercise.  Unfortunately, I don’t really enjoy exercise without the goal of winning or having fun.

7. Describe your life in an alternate universe or an alternate life in this universe.

I’m almost sure I’ve been living in an alternate universe recently.

8. What life form would you like to be if you couldn’t be a human being?

Perhaps a dog.  Eat, play, get pets, sleep, get snacks, sleep, eat.

9. How do you define the word “smart?”

Someone who just gets things.  Jokes, tv shows, politics, etc.  I know there are other definitions, but that’s the most important one in my personal universe.

10. Who was our stupidest US president in your lifetime?

Either Bush, or Reagan after the Alzheimer’s set in.

11. What is your favorite sport to play?

Used to be softball.  Now, it’s well, nothing, I guess.

To watch?

Not a specific sport, but the Maple Leafs.  I like watching baseball and football too, but hockey games are shorter.

To pretend to play?

Fantasy football?  Or like pretend for real?

To pretend to watch?

I either watch or I don’t. 

12. Who is the best actor and/or actress living or dead?

No idea.  But, I rarely like actors’ actors.  I’m happier with pop culture good versus deep meaning good.

13. What question would you like to see on QotD?

Biggest lie you’ve ever been told online?

early evening

Good News/Bad News - Of Which You Care About Neither

I no longer feel like a crappy friend, but now I feel creeped out.  I’m not sure which is worse, but I’m glad that we run our own server and can block specific IPs.  While that isn’t necessarily going to keep a person away from my blog forever, it’ll at least send a message once.  Like, “go away, creepy dude.” Okay, I’m done talking about it now.  You’re welcome.  I shall return later tonight with Basil’s meme to get a fresh start.  Also, maybe that poop smell from the stinky kittens will be gone too, to facilitate a completely fresh start.