Sunday, November 30, 2008

late at night

The Final Day of NaBloPoMo

I did it!  I made it through the whole month of posting every single day.  Sure, not every post was a masterpiece.  Okay, none of them were, but I did post every day.  Whoo!  So, I expect my big prize tomorrow.  Although, I’ve never won one before, so I suppose I’ll probably have to consider a pat on the back for fulfilling my blogging duty as my prize.

Tonight is free casino giveaway night at my parents’ house, so I’ll get my prize then.  My mom wrapped up all the casino freebies that she and my father have gotten over the year, so we’ll be duking it out to see who gets the ceramic piggie bank or the mini insulated lunch bag or the casino-labelled mugs or the tupperware, etc.  I still love my Orleans casino glass mugs w/ the Orleans logo etched into them, but I won those myself way back in the days when I could afford to gamble, and when I occasionally won.  I haven’t won money gambling since we bought the house.  As soon as I signed the mortgage paperwork, the casinos immediately somehow decided that we would never win another jackpot as long as we lived here…or so it seems.  We won all the time before we bought the house, so it was weird to suddenly not even be able to win enough to have a good time playing.  I can’t even remember the last time I gambled.  Maybe a year or so ago, I put like ten bucks in a machine after we ate at a lunch buffet.

evening

A Lazy Saturday Meme

Swiped from Laurie, swiped from elsewhere:

1. WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother’s & father’s middle names): Mine is awesome!  H.  - Yep, that’s it, H.  My mom doesn’t have a middle name and my dad only has an initial. 2. NASCAR NAME: (first name of your mother’s dad, father’s dad): Bernard Ben (was it Benjamin??? Must find out for sure) 3. STAR WARS NAME: (the first 2 letters of your last name, first 4 letters of your first name): Ronanc 4. DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal): Grey Kitten (sexy, no?) 5. SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you live): Jo Las Vegas 6. SUPERHERO NAME: (2nd favorite color, favorite alcoholic drink, optionally add “THE” to the beginning): The Pink Tom Collins 7. FLY NAME: (first 2 letters of 1st name, last 2 letters of your last name): Naos 8. GANGSTA NAME: (favorite ice cream flavor, favorite cookie): Cheesecake Fantasy Chocolate Chip (I would SO get my ass kicked) 9. ROCK STAR NAME: (current pet’s name, current street name): Um, I’ll sit this one out - too many pets to choose from, too distinct a street name. 10. PORN NAME: (1st pet, street you grew up on): Starr Eatough

Saturday, November 29, 2008

evening

Black Friday

What an ironic name.  It was kind of black and drizzly and boring.

I wish I could figure out why I only feel halfway normal in the middle of the night, when everyone else is asleep.  Seriously, I feel like crap and desperately want to sleep all day, but at around midnight, I start to perk up and feel like doing things.  Also, I wish I lived in a city that has decent public transportation.  Why, when Las Vegas was growing by leaps and bounds each month, didn’t they think about growing their public transportation the same way.  We should all have an easy, affordable, time-efficient way to take a bus/train from our homes to downtown, the Strip, UNLV, and the airport.  Instead, it takes miles of extra walking and hours and hours of extra time, because in Las Vegas, most buses run once an HOUR.  In San Francisco, the bus that had a stop right outside our apartment building ran every 8 minutes during busy times and every 20 minutes during slow times…although it seemed like every 2 minutes when we wanted watch something good on tv.  But, as much as everyone complains about public transit in SF, they know they’re complaining about one of the best systems in the country and they just want it to be a smidgen better.  You can get to just about everywhere you want to go in the city (and outside of the city by using BART) without having to go miles out of your way or stand for an hour in 113 degree weather, which is what the temperature was when Leigh-Ann and I took the bus to the car dealer when we first moved to Vegas.  We had to walk about a mile to that bus stop AND wait about an hour for that bus. 

(These thoughts brought to you courtesy of the repo man who wants my car)  We never should’ve let the slimy car salesman convince us that the Aztek wasn’t worth repairing.  For one, I actually liked the Aztek better than the Equinox, and for another, the Aztek would long be paid off by now, even if everything had to have been replaced in it, mechanically-speaking.

Friday, November 28, 2008

terribly early in the morning

Happy Thanksgiving

I hope you’re having a lovely Thanksgiving (my Canadian friends, I hope you had a lovely Thanksgiving last month), and that your fantasy football team does really well, so as to break that half a league tie that you’ve got goin’ on.  Actually, I lied.  I hope MY team does really well, so as to break the five team tie that we’ve got going on.  The rest of you, I hope you enjoy your turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, and pumpkin pie.  Tonight, we’ll be eating chicken wings and stuffing (we’re cleaning out the freezer as poverty dictates - I can’t complain, as our freezer is full of tasty things), but as soon as we can afford it or as soon as we can get out of the house, we’ll be getting a Diestel turkey and having a proper US/Canada Thanksgiving dinner that will fill the house with delicious smells.  Speaking of smells - yesterday, we tried to make waffle cones, but unfortunately, without a pizzelle iron, the waffles end up the size of, well, waffles.  They smelled and tasted really good though.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

lunch time

The Mystery Shampoo/Conditioner - I win!

I was right, it was Pantene.  Of course, since it’s already something I use, I’m bored by the whole thing.  Gimme something that’s a real mystery, and something that makes my hair feel better than that little bottle did.  It wasn’t any better than my original Pantene and now I’m craving maybe fake Paul Mitchell or fake Sebastian.  Sebastian was always one of my favorites, until I couldn’t see spending $12 - $20 per bottle of anything.