Category — Fun & Games

I think I have blogged myself out the last few weeks, what with my self indulgent retrospect. However, I don’t want to fall in the habit, again, of not blogging, so I present to you a istybitsyteenyweeny… meme. I stole it from someone. Can’t remember who. Oh well.

1. How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are?

33. I swear I was 33 for 2 years before I realized that I actually get a year older as birthdays pass. I think 33 is the perfect age for men and women… old enough that the things you say have some cred, but not in your mid or late 30′s and so people don’t look at you with sad eyes and start to whisper about ‘old maids’ and ask questions like, “So… you just never wanted to date…. or???” like this whole process is completely up to me and I just walk outside my door to the Man Tree and pick me a ripe one.

Who, me? Bitter? Nah!

2. Which is worse, failing or never trying?

I would so like to say never trying. I would. But I have failed and that shit blows. It makes me never want to try again, ever. So. Failing. Not to say that I don’t still try, and that I am always successful… just that failing SUCKS and so I avoid doing it at all costs.

3. If life is so short, why do we do so many things we don’t like and like so many things we don’t do?

My only guess is obligation. No one wants to be Mrs Mean Girl, or Mr Not Nice Guy. We do things because we ‘should’ and not because we want to. There are a lot of things I do, simply because I am obligated to… and let’s be frank about it. Sometimes married people wake up and don’t ‘feel married’, but God Bless it, if they go look at their marriage certificate, they most certainly ARE married, so act like you like it and get with the program!

4. When it’s all said and done, will you have said more than you’ve done?

Yes.  So? Hmph. I say a lot. I say I am going to do a lot of things that I don’t do. I have poor follow through. I don’t think that being all ‘self actualized’ makes it all better, but at least I know that I do this and can work on it. I think I am better now than I used to be. Progress. Wrote a song about it. Like to hear it? Here it go.

5. What is the one thing you’d most like to change about the world?

Mean people suck. We don’t all have to be best friends but… guh. Why are people so mean???

I like to be blue. Leave me alone. I’m blue.

But then when I am sick of being blue, I look for something to cheer me up. One of my twiends posted up this link called Emails From Crazy People a few months ago and I haven’t stopped laughing since. A couple of favorites:

Coke, Not for Kids:

I heard that cocaine is made out of coca cola’s innocent children. I’m hoping that this is wrong.. well is it?

I know that a lot of innocent children are harmed during the making of coke, but to think that cocaine is getting profit out of their teeth is just wrong and makes my feet warm. How are we supposed to protect our children if propane is making profit out of both cocaine and coca cola and the only ones to thank for gas is the children? I’m assuming this is why we’re supposed to tell our kids the tooth fairy exists, so we can give their teeth for cocacola’s cocaine, but how do they get it? I guess the general question is me wondering if cocaine is made out of children’s teeth and if this can be prevented by telling them the truth about the tooth fairy. My son is fifteen now and I think he’s getting suspiscious, I had to take him out of school because his friends were telling him that the tooth fairy wasen’t real, and I’m not going to let my bills pay for what cocaine is doing to our children!

This is for all the parents out there who don’t want Coca Cola being the new Google!

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I wasn’t going to do confessions this week because I took all week to come up with last week’s list and I got kind of confessed out! My list this week was turning out to be lame and ranty, but I am going for consistency, here and if you don’t like it, well whatever, I probably don’t either. Let’s get together and bitch about me, shall we?

As usual, these are my own personal thoughts, un-santized for your entertainment. Wetnap?

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I don’t normally (or I try not to) blog twice a day, but I didn’t want to wait to post this!

The Blogosphere has recognized my greatness and bestowed an award upon me. This award comes to me from Heart and Hairspray, one of my fellow LadyBloggers. Gaze upon it:

I’d like to thank Jesus, my momma, my manager, and the 238 people  searching for blackberries that keep finding my blog.  WTF, I have ONE post on my blackberry.

According to the rulez, I have to state 7 things that people might not know about me. And tag 7 people. Uh. Okay.

1. I never tag people. *eep* I know, I’m a rebel.

2. I am a military brat. I have lived in OK, TX, CA, SD, IN, WA and GA. Most of those places I lived before I turned 12. My father retired at Fairchild Air Force Base in Spokane, WA. I left Spokane 15 years later and moved to Georgia by myself. Best thing I could have ever done.

3. I have been at my current job the longest I have ever been at a job… since 2004. Technically, it’s with a family of companies so while my job title has changed, I’ve worked with just about the same people for 6 years. Wow. I think I am an adult, or something.

4. I graduated with a degree in Interpersonal Communication Studies. That means I can ask, ‘would you like fries with that’ with a deep compassion, understanding, and deference to other cultural, gendered, or nationality or relational differences. I was supposed to be an English teacher. I got to college, looked at the main coursework for an Ed major, said “eff that, Comm Studies looks fun!” And it was. I loved loved loved Communication Studies. I wish I’d opted for a more specific track like Public Relations or Journalism. I could have, but with IP you got to take all of the classes with none of the Internships. I regret not doing an internship.

5. I minored in Teaching English as  Second or Foreign Language, spurred by my experience with  a Japanese roomate my freshman year and working with English Language programs at my University.  While I excelled in it, my ego was trampled upon when I applied to work abroad and didn’t get the job. All my co-workers did, though. I pretty much figured I sucked at it, and decided I didn’t want to teach. Because being an Executive Assistant is so where it’s at, ya’ll. :|

6. Watashi wa nihongo ga sukoshi dake hanashimasu. Translation:  I speak a little Japanese. I took a year of it in college. Got a 4.0. I’ve always loved languages- I took 3 years of Spanish in high school. Sometimes when I watch Telemundo, I can almost understand what’s going on. When I go to the Dominican salon to get my hair done, sometimes I eavesdrop. I’m nowhere near bi-lingual or multi-lingual but being curious about other languages has come in very handy. And I can also say, excuse me, which direction is the bathroom (Ano sumimasen ga. Oteari wa dochira desuka?), which, you know… is a phrase people should really learn in any language  Ah, I miss Japanese.

7. Man, that elusive number 7. It should be a good one… let me think, let me thiiiiinnnnkkkk. I have no idea. Uhm. I like underripe bananas? Especially if they’re really cold.  I don’t know, people! The pressure. I buckled.

So like I said, I normally don’t tag people, let alone 7 of them, but I think Tex and Green Eyes and Becky would actually do it. SO DO IT.  And link back! YAY.

*curtsy*

Disclaimer- My confessions are my real and true thoughts and are not intended to be Politically Correct. If you want me to lie about how I feel, I require dinner first.

I confess that I hate small talk. Ooooh. Hate. I am shy (seriously) and I don’t like having to think of inane things to say. I don’t have a feeling about the weather. I really don’t. It’s cold or it’s hot. Okay. That’s about as far as that conversation is going. I was taught that a conversation is like a game of volleyball– each person is responsible for volleying “the ball” over the net and not letting the “the ball” hit the floor. I hate sports analogies.

I confess I will roll my eyes if someone sends me a video link to YouTube. I don’t want to see a six year old dance to Single Ladies, a talentless hack embarass him or herself in front of the nation and so help me Jeezy, if the link is the cast of Glee even breathing, I will cut.you. [Read more →]

This afternoon,  I got my usual  ’dingly ding!’ notification from my Berry that I had an email in my Gmail account.  I opened it and was horrified… well, not horrified, just kind of annoyed and confused… this BUZZ thing had forced itself on me.

The What?

Google Buzz is…. something. You know what? I don’t know what it is.

I heard about it yesterday, proceeded to ignore it, and it showed up in my Google account today, molesting all of my email and mingling with my Google docs. Earlier today, I said something to the effect of ‘I’ll want GoogleBuzz like I wanted GoogleWave, and then I’ll get it, and then stare at it, and then go……………….the what???  Because I still don’t know what GoogleWave is!

It looks to me to be kind of facebookish except it’s just for your Google contacts.  And twitterish except it supposedly does more than twitter. But…….just for your Google contacts. Cause, those are the only people I want to talk to all day. I totally want to maintain 2-3 methods of social interaction open, as well as IM and email. TOTALLY.

It seems to work with chat and twitter and Picasa. It also slices and dices and leaves your laundry with a fresh, clean linen scent. Too bad I don’t really need one of those Slap Chop things and I already use those Purex laundry sheets. Turns out I don’t need this Google Buzz thing.

This will probably turn out like Twitter, which I had a year before I really even used it, swore I’d never really be into it, and now it’s pretty much where most of my online social interaction happens.

But hey… if twitter and facebook ever blow up… man… I’ll be right on this… BUZZ… thing….

I love these music survey things. I have so much stuff on my iPod that I forgot I a) liked and b) actually added. Oy. Let’s see what we’ve got:

HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
Lollipop (Mika) …Uhm. Well. Lickable…???  I don’t know.

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A BOY?
9 to 5  (Dolly Parton) .. Yeah after about 8 hours…. get out.

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
The Bad Guys Always Die  (Eminem) ….I don’t know if I’m the bad guy or…..???  But at least Dre is on this track?

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?
Tender Love  (Force MD’s) …If only you knew how funny this was. And how I have no idea who Force MD’s are. A musical troupe of physicians? *shrug*

WHAT’S YOUR MOTTO?
How Can I Fall (Breathe) …Kind of appropriate. I do all my own falling. it’s a skill. I find a new way to fall everyday.  And WOW this song is old!

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Cherish  (Kool& The Gang)  …I might be a little egotistical but of my real friends, I’d say this is true. Okay, acquaintances, too.

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Captain  (Dave Matthews Band) … I guess so. I’m the strong one. Big Mike is the ‘avoider’.

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
True Colors  (Cyndi Lauper) …I love this song. It kind of makes me cry. And it’s actually pretty true. A lot of times I wonder if people are like… really real with me. Is that you, or the you that you want me to see, or know? I’m real. Are you?

WHAT IS 2 + 2?
All I Need  (Jack Wagner) … I just wrote it down.

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
River of Dreams (Billy Joel)  …Hm. Not quite GreenEyes but uhm… I could make it work…

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Next Time I Fall (Peter Cetera/ Amy Grant) … Yeah, I’m always talking about the next time I fall in love. Like, all day it’s all I talk about. *rolleyes* But yeah. I’ll know better what to do. Keep my effing mouth shut.

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
What Love Is  (Mary J Blige) … I don’t like this meme all of a sudden

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Coming Up (Paul McCartney) …I don’t like anyone but it’d be nice to have someone on deck!

WHAT WILL/DID YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Bootylicious (Destiny’s Child)  …Uhm. I seriously don’t think anyone can handle this jelly. But OMG how fun would this be for my bridesmaids…. in their frilly ugly fuschia knee length taffeta and glittery open toed sandals…. yeah. Picture it, ya’ll. My Big Fat Bootylicious Wedding. I don’t think you can handle this…

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Every Little Step (BOBBAY!  Bobby Brown) …I was just talking about Mr Brown yesterday. It’d be appropriate.  I’d like to be wearing the little red bike shorts he’s wearing in this video.

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
I Wanna Have Some Fun  (Samantha Foxx) … We’re probably not talking about the same kind of fun. *blank stare* Maybe.

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
The Boy from Ipanema (Diana Krall) …Actually if the boy was holding a snake, or he was pushing me out of a plane, I’d be scared.

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Nite And Day (Al B Sure) …Yes. I have a prominent unibrow. And…. I feel better having admitted it to the world.

WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?
Nothin’ But A Good Time (Poison) … And no more Brett Michael’s Reality Shows

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Take a Chance on Me (ABBA) …I just think this song rocks. And so do my friends.  *dances*

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Bust a Move (Young MC) …HA! I love it. I met Young MC once, back in the day when I was a radio girl. Nice, nice, nice guy. Very intelligent.

Ah, that was fun. *Rewinds to Bootylicious again*

I love that Stevie Nicks is playing guitar on this song. Love love love her! And love the MJ tribute!

In an effort to blog more, I’ve been looking for some memes or something to encourage daily posting. Found a fun one and I hope you participate!

This meme is from Sunday Stealing. Its called the Pretentious Blogger Meme, lol.
1. How long have you been blogging?

Counts…. well, regularly here since August.  I’ve tried, in some form or another, to have a blog in the past but I never found myself interesting enough to write about. I’m trying, now, to have more of a diary type thing than a popular blog where I postulate and pretend to know a lot of things about stuff. I just want to blog about life and things.

2. What made you start?

I found I had things to say, stuff I wanted to talk about. The Diary was born.

3. Who inspired you?

I’ll do the PC answer… I follow a lot of bloggers because I’m inspired by real people telling their life stories, a post at a time. People who are open and funny and real. I’d say, if your blog shows up on my blog roll or my reader, you inspire me.

4. About how many hours a week would you estimate you spend on your blog?

Depends on the week. Some weeks, less than 1. Some weeks I spend hours a day here.

5. What kind of experience or background do you have with writing?

Until recently, no professional experience. I feel like I write well, but I don’t focus a lot on proper grammar rules and editorial aspects of writing. I’m more of a fiction writer– I prefer to make things up. Non fiction (and my life is pretty much non fiction) is hard for me, but I wanted to press myself to do some things that weren’t easy and expand my repertoire.

6. Talk about how you come up with blog topics. Where do you get your ideas?

Usually it’s something sparked from conversation on twitter, message boards, or real life. Sometimes from TV or music. Sometimes ‘ripped from the headlines’. Recently I’ve been trying to gather a list of ‘things to talk about’ because I get a little dry and boring.

7. What or who inspires you and your blog?

Is it me or did I already answer this?

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It’s Thursday.

I decided last week that I was going to do confessions on Thursday, and I was even trying to gather up some funny ones to mix in with my ‘that’s real, yo’ words of truth and wisdom. But really? I’m just not feeling it today.

I had long, cold, kind of bad day. Not a bad work day, but some personal things came up, and I just checked out. My heart is kind of heavy and my mood isn’t very light, and this is not the mood I need to be in to do this post justice. So, I will work on climbing over the mountain and will hopefully return to Confessions Thursday next week.

I also realize I’ve not really made a post in February. I’m sort of slacking everywhere, aren’t I? I’ve been in a bit of a personal and creative slump. I’m hoping that I’ll be above water, soon. I was just saying, this morning, that I wish I could go on a writing vacation. Just me and my thoughts and the laptop. Peace and quiet and I could concentrate. Might be a good idea. I’d do it Valentine’s Day weekend but, clearly I’m going to be busy being a single loser that weekend, so… I’m all booked up.

Soon, though.

The Name Game

1. What is your first name? How do you feel about it?

> Curvy. I’m kidding. It’s Dominique. I like it, but it’s 9 letters long and lately I can’t spell it very well. Wow.

2. Do you feel that a name can influence the course of a person’s life? Their personality?

> Sure. I meet lots of people who pretty much ‘are’ their name. Like you can’t imagine them having another name.  Another angle is people giving their children very ethnic, really…. creatively spelled, uncharacteristic names, thinking they’re being clever and different, are harming their child’s future more than they know. Employers have already admitted they discriminate based purely on name, especially names that ‘sound’ black.

3. Can a person’s name sway your opinion of them? Why or why not?

>Nah.

4. How do you feel about the current trend toward androgynous first names?

> MMM. Some I like… the Leslie’s and the Taylor’s of the world have my approval. Don’t think there are any men that really want to be named “Sue”.

5. Are there any names that speak powerfully to you, whether by association or imagination?

>Off the top of my head, not really… then again it is 12:15 and I am listing to the left, so… gimme some time.

There ya go, nosey  butts! Now YOU!

Going to try to keep these up, week to week. Some weeks I may have more. Some fewer. But I always have things I should admit to more than myself. So, cue the URSHER, turn down the lights (but leave enough light to read!!) and dig in.

These are my confessions::

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Aw yeah. It’s that time again, Party People!

Okay it’s been fcuking freezing here lately, so how about some warmth!

Thinking Warm Thoughts

1. What is your favorite hot beverage?
2. Describe your favorite hot food?
3. What piece of clothing makes you feel warm and snuggly the moment you put it on?
4. Do you warm up your car on cold days? Do you run the heat all the time or just enough to defrost the windows?
5. What is your ideal warm-weather vacation spot?

You know the drill! Read ‘em, answer ‘em, come back here and post your links! BUT WAIT! THERE’S MORE!

I’m pretty sure I said this was stupid, last week. But now I’m curious. If people could ask me anything, what would they ask? If people wanted to know my thoughts about anything, what would they ask me about?

Do you want to know if I voted in the last election?
Do you want to know if my toilet paper hangs over or under?
Do you want to know if I drink 2%, 1%, or skim milk?
Do you want to give me blog ideas? Because, really, I’ll take them!

Do you want to know something…….. more personal? There’s only one way to find out.

Ask Me

*I won’t tell you what you can and can’t ask, but I reserve the right to not answer every question.

I remember saying last week, or the week before, or whenever, that this was dumb because no one would want to ask me anything.  Prove me wrong. Ask a good one.

GO!

You know the drill! Answer ‘em on your blog, link back here! Donezo!

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Inquiring Minds

You know the rules!  Copy ‘em down, answer ‘em, link back so we can all gawk!

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