Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
- Ashley Tisdale played the devil out of her role. Her performance as Sharpay was fabulous. Favourite line: "That is so gross." Entertainment Weekly agrees with me on this one: "...the breakout star is Ashley Tisdale, whose Sharpay makes narcissism a goofy, bedazzled pleasure."
- Vanessa Hudgens' legs. Someone has been doing pilates. Beautiful. Plus V has improved her dancing skills exponentially from the first HSM, and her legs look great moving in a coordinated manner to the rhythm of the music.
- The third standout goes to the-guy-who-plays-Troy's dad's (I'm not even going to bother looking up the actor's name because I'm sure after High School Musical, he'll fade into obscurity.) bags under his eyes. The bags along with the serial-killer haircut actually overshadowed his horrible acting and the horrible advice his character always give Troy. Advice to Troy (fictitious as you are): listen to your dad's counsel and do the opposite.
Monday, December 29, 2008
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Well, well, well...
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
I was googling some random topic yesterday, actually I think I was trying to figure out how to convert dvds to a format I could put on my new iPod, and this is the picture I found on the Google search page—you know how they are quirky and like to decorate on special occasions.
Ok, maybe I’m reading too much into this and making a big deal of an insignificant situation (like the whole McDonald’s fiasco, which, by the way, is still on; they called me again today), but I cannot help but think they are implying that the young women who do rhythmic gymnastics are cows. Gymnastics is a brutal sport full of criticism and insecurities (Have you noticed all the girls crying after executing beautiful routines?). How are those already delicate artistic athletes going to take the awkward beast in a leotard?
On a sweeter note, it’s my mom’s husband’s birthday is today. The last time I went to visit my mother and attempted to enter their home, I was blocked in the laundry room by her man. Well, when my sister invited me to go over to visit my mother and her husband, I declined, not wanting any awkwardness. However, I am a giver, so I made him cupcakes. I love cupcakes, and I’ve not made them in a while. Plus, I thought it would be good practice for the Black Pussy.
I mixed different icing colors to create the final products, a blue and a neon orange. I think the color choice was perfect for chocolate cupcakes. However, I need to improve the icing flavor. For the average taster, the icing would be ok, but I’m very picky with flavors, and it didn’t satisfy me today.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Monday, August 11, 2008
I’d not seen my friend Beth (BMac) since our Peace Corps days… 4 years ago! She’s a librarian and she’s killed a goat with her bare hands, so yeah, she’s hardcore. I <3 her, and we had an amazing 3 days together. I’d never been to Boston before, and being the patriotic American that I am (and often accused of not being), I was excited to walk the Freedom Trail. It’s amazing how many Starbuck’s Coffee shops there are along that red path.
Other highlights of my holiday within a holiday included:
- meeting Timothy Chlamydia Hatcher, my almost namesake;
- seeing Mamma Mia with the person I’d most want to see it with in the whole-wide world;
- and replacing my dead iBook (RIP) with a new MacBook, plus getting a free iPod Touch… Yay teachers!
I was also introduced to the website: go fug yourself (http://gofugyourself.celebuzz.com). It’s fabulously written by Alexis Carrington (aka Heather) and Brenda Walsh (aka Jessica).
On the down side, Beth and I had burritos yesterday before going to see Mamma Mia at a place called Fajitas & ’Ritas.
The Margaritas were quite nice, but, come on, what kind of glass is this?
Sunday, June 15, 2008
In case any of you were wondering, I have exactly 22 pairs of underwear. I didn’t know that until today when I had to wash every single pair. Yes, folks, the bottom drawer was completely empty… Well, it was empty last week, but instead of washing my delicates, I went out and bought some new ones. I almost did it again yesterday, but as I approached the store and thought about how extravagant (not to mention lazy) I was being, I forwent the boxer-briefs for airtime.
“You have enough underwear to last you two months?”
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
That’s what I am lately. So much is going on around, so random and disconnected, that I don’t have the chance to give anything the attention that it deserves. For this, I am so off-balance these days. Not just these days. It’s been going on for quite a while now.
Speaking of being outta focus, I bought a new pair of glasses last week. I really like them. They are sleeker than the last pair. Let’s see if they can draw the positive attention I’m needing from a special somebody… I’m afraid it might take more than a new pair of spectacles to make me the spectacle I’d like to be.
Maybe I should sit down and make a list.
I most relate to Sex & the City’s Miranda, and making a list at a time like this sounds like something that she’d do to try and sort herself out. By the way, I went to see the Sex & the City movie on Sunday evening with four utterly fabulous friends. So worth the 11k. I’ll probably end up in the cinema a second time for this one. However, I didn’t like the way it ended. I’m not that forgiving. Plus, I really wish we didn’t need someone else to make us complete.
…Back to the list. I need priorities. Walking aimlessly is tiresome and I never end up anywhere, not knowing if I’m making progress, regressing or just stuck in the same ol’ same ol’.
Alice: Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?
The Cat: That depends a good deal on where you want to get to.
Alice: I don't much care where.
The Cat: Then it doesn't much matter which way you go.
Alice: …so long as I get somewhere.
The Cat: Oh, you're sure to do that, if only you walk long enough.
My friend Erin always made lists. I guess it helped her out. Me, I always lose my lists when I make them. However, last Friday, I made a very detailed list, and I ticked off each item as I made my trek all over town. Yes, I felt productive. It was kind of fun. I even made it to the gym! I need to get there more often. I was out a couple of weeks ago, and someone commented on the gut I’m forming. Not what I wanted to hear.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
One of the luxuries of staying in a some-what nice hotel is MTV all night long to keep me company while I fail to sleep. Not owning a television=no music videos for me. Being a self-diagnosed tv addict I thought that cold-turkey was the best way to break the habit, so when as asshole lifted my set in February 2007, I decided to not replace it. I'm good... Thanks.
Ok, so I knew that Fall Out Boy were in Uganda several months ago because word got around that Ashlee Simpson was in Kampala with her boyfriend, Peter Wentz. Coincidentally, Natalie Portman was also in Uganda the same time doing something with some micro-finance something... Anyway, FOB were going to Gulu to film a music video. I finally saw that video today. It's a pretty little love story with a tragic ending. The children who play the two lead characters are beautiful.
The plot of the video was very innocent and sweet, if not quite unrealistic. Issue? Let me tell you a personal experience from my time working at a primary school in Hoima. I was in the headteacher's office at the school when several young girls rushed into his office. One of the girls was in tears and the others were outraged. The problem: a boy had written her a love letter. The result was the boy was chased away from the school and his parents were called in for a meeting. Serious stuff...
Ok, let me stop. The video did make me smile and miss being in Uganda.
Monday, March 24, 2008
It's been a while.
I know I shouldn't have kept you waiting.
But I'm here now.
Change of venue... I'm in Bangkok. I spent an amazing four days in Nairobi (aka: my new favorite city in the world) with some truly FABULOUS people and had the most fantastic Easter weekend of my life. THANKS GUYS!!!
Now I'm off to see Barbarah: Goddess of Gorgeous in Hanoi. I'm stopping over in Bangkok to wait on my visa.
Randomly, on this trip I've run into friends I'd not seen in a while: Nancy at the Nairobi airport and Sheila at a shopping mall in Nairobi.
Some random thoughts:
- The beautiful people of Ethiopia do not hand out at the airport... Woof!
- I never want to be burned alive.
- Kidneys really don't taste that bad.