Saturday, February 21, 2009

B-I-N-G-O and Bingo was his Name-o

Something that most people gather about me within the first minutes of meeting me: I am a 75-year-old trapped in a 20-something's body. Sometimes I even freak myself out with how much I have in common with them: Pyrex, K-Mart, Bingo, I even make comments like, "Kids these days...", I am also notoriously known for leaving Friday night parties at 10:30 pm due to exhaustion from all the excitement... Who does that? 

So needless to say, I fit in nicely at a Bingo hall. I mean 12 bucks buys you hours of fun! Unlike most people there, I am not there to win (though I would be lying if I said I wouldn't be excited if I won). I am there to simply match numbers and get to dab paper. If anyone has played real Bingo before, then you are aware that the money is in electronic bingo, which I think is the cheater's way to win. It's most certainly not's all in the DABBING I tell you! There is just a simple euphoric pleasure that arises from matching the letters in the numbers. It's the same excitement you experienced as a kid, which is probably why Bingo is still so popular.

Anyways, I simply wanted to comment on this matter, and don't be surprised if the next time you see me, I am sporting this little number:

What? They are all the rage these days.... Bingo = High Fashion. 

Monday, February 16, 2009

I'm addicted...

Remember that Lit song? I do. But that is not what I am referring to.

Since moving to Seattle, I have become hooked on:

And if we want to get super nerdy, all of my predictions have become true thus far. Booya!

As of Sunday night, I also became hooked on:

Seriously, there were tears shed and laughter shared. Thank you Seattle, for getting me hooked on more TV than ever before.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Just You Wait...

Big things are going to happen soon. The tide is changing. The revolution is about to begin. Brace yourself, and get ready for the ride of your life...

Monday, February 9, 2009

Dear Joe & Alicia:

You are coming here on Thursday! Good news: I found an air mattress! Yay! Although, I have a feeling we still all 3 pile onto my bed at least one night for old times sake, but hopefully not every event will be reenacted...

Every spare moment I have, I keep thinking about all the things that we will do! I am excited to share all of them with you, and hopefully they will be just as entertaining for you all as well:
  • Dinner at Tilth
  • Church dance Friday night...I know that we are going to overthrow this place
  • Thankgsgivingtine Dinner
  • Dick's
  • Bainbridge & Mora
  • Institute class
  • Seattle Public Library
  • West Seattle & Sugar Rush
  • Farmers' Market
  • Cooking yum yum local food on Sunday
  • Fremont
  • Wallingford
  • Wheelchair van
Now, can you please get here already? I'm so ready to laugh so hard that my side aches, and to share all the funny things I see with you all. PLEASE???!!!!!

Friday, February 6, 2009

These are my confessions...

And no, I don't have a baby on the way. And most assuredly this post is not about Usher. I just wanted to say thank you to James Brown, The Brothers Johnson, Shaka Kahn and any other funk artist that is featured on both discs of the Funk Gold Compilation. You all made work day breeze by and I don't think any other genre could give building fuel cells any sex appeal. Leave it to funk to make even taking out the trash looking good. THANK YOU.

Lastly, sometimes I just really enjoy listening to some good ol' Dashboard Confessional. It reminds me of my teenage angst of 10th grade...getting a license and then getting into an accident. Thank you Dashboard for touring with The Get Up Kids, and making it the best concert I wasn't allowed to go to. It reminds me of the summer that I helped my high school drama teacher pack up her belongings. It reminds of asking this CD for Christmas, and listening to it over and over again, and having to move to Austin and etching the melodious lyrics onto my notebooks. Reminds me of the beginnings of my first boyfriend and my high school love. Thank you Dashboard for giving me this album. I didn't like any other album you put out, and I didn't really enjoy Further Seems Forever when you were their front man. I just liked you. By yourself. Wailing into my impressionable ear. 

For the record, other CD's I received that Christmas:
The Polyphonic Spree - "Beginning Stages..." This was the legit EP. It came in this cardboard case with just a sticker. Little did I know how big this band would become, and how they would rock one of the best shows I have ever been to. Hands down. 7 years was worth the wait. 
Chomsky - "A Few Possible Selections for the Soundtrack of Your Life" For some reason I listen to the album on repeat anytime I am moving. I'm not sure why. So if you ever help me pack, you will be listening to this album. Rumor has it that this Denton band has reunited.
Lucy Loves Schroeder - Lucy is a band
The Paper Chase - Young Bodies Heal Quickly, You Know
Ultimate Fakebook - Electronic Kissing Parties

And just in case your interested, I have a friendster account. Since high school. Look me up. I don't think I've signed in since HS, so you might find a few gems.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Simple Things

It's always the simple occurrences and things that make me feel the happiest throughout the day.

Despite the fact that my day is slowly ticking away, there have been a few occurrences that have helped this beautiful, sunny day in Seattle move along:

1) This morning, as I was beginning my commute, I was stopped at a light turning left. To my left, there was a giant USPS truck stopped in the other direction. I found myself wondering about all the delightful packages that were inside of the truck, waiting to be opened by those who have completly converted to online shopping. I looked at the driver, and he looked like a lightly bearded, older version of Samuel L. Jackson. He even had the little hat he always wears. He wore thick glasses that a man of his age would typically be adorning, and he bobbed his head to the beat. I imagined what music he was listening to...probably some kind of funk. Then when I finished my daze, I realized that he was staring straight at me, and neither of us looked away. It was probably 30 seconds of staring. Normally this would be uncomfortable, but for some reason we were both naively curious about one another.

2) I went for a walk today during my lunch break. There is a trail behind my office that I followed, which led me to a giant pond. This pond houses ducks galore, as well as some beautiful black birds with red tips. I passed by a crane. It didn't budge and I was so excited because it was my first time to see a bird sleeping...I mean, legitimately sleeping! I passed by a man in a yellow jacket walking with a bag that appeared to contain left overs, and when he saw the crane, he tried to bring my attention to it. At this point, I had turned around and was headed back to the office, so I was about to pass the crane for a second time. He raised his arm high in the air, to ensure that I saw it, and delightfully pointed to the motionless bird. As I passed by a second time, I stopped to take a picture, but when I took one step closer on the path, it's pupil became dilated and then back to normal within milliseconds, and flew away. I woke it up! How cool is that? Okay, maybe not cool to anyone else but me. How many people have actually seen a bird wake up before? Not me...until today that is!

3) Finishing my walk around the pond, I passed by the man in the yellow jacket again, and to my surprise, he had delicately broken bits of bread for him to feed the ducks during his lunch break. I thought about how nice that would be, and the innocent excitement of feeding animals.

4) I saw a balloon wrapped at the top of a tree, and in my head, I imagined what it would be like to see it get stuck, try to escape the wrath of the tree and finally succumbing to the branches. After getting punctured by a branch, watching the air slowly release from the balloon. I think I would really enjoy a movie involving this.

5) A coworker brought in a coffee cake for us to all enjoy. It's called, "Colossal Marionberry Coffee Cake." I just really enjoyed the fact that it had the word "colossal" in it's title, because, let's be serious, how often do actually see something that is really colossal, and if so, when do we use the word "colossal" to describe it? Not enough, I tell you. Not enough.

Unfortunately it is still only 1 pm. I keep hoping that every time I look at my clock that it will be 4 pm. Please?