Happy Halloween.

If You Haven't Heard

We Won!

I'm the Worst Baeball Fan Ever

So, last night I had the worst headache ever (I blame this on work) and fell asleep before the end of the game! I didn't even know the outcome till 9 a.m. this morning! Luckily, they were able to win, even without me cheering them on. ONE MORE!

Let's Give This a Try

It's not often that I get all "intellectual" and "creative" on the blog, but I thought this was pretty clever.

I'm going to give it a try:

Ruby slippers found in tornado debris.

Share your stories in the comments.

Liar Liar Pants on Fire

CHEATER!!!

Unbelievable

We're going to the World Series. Hopefully we won't get our a$$es kicked this time.

An Actual Conversation

Friend: man, remind me to tell you a hilarious story about a married girl and a friend of mine.
i'll have to redact the names.

Friend: its basically this: married girl and guy go out to dinner on the company.

drink way too much.

girl comes back to his room, always a bad idea.

she pouts because he won't make a move.

she gets up, walks over to his suitcase

drops her pants and pees in his suitcase.

me: ok

Friend: then passes out in the bathtub. wrapped in a sheet.

me: that's the 3rd story I've heard this week about people peeing and pooping in a suitcase
what the hell?!?!

Friend: really?

me: yes!

Friend: apparently, its what really drunk people do.

me: guess it's a new trend so what happened in the morning?

Friend: she woke up, put her clothes on, and went back to her room.

if you know the girl, she wan't anywhere near this type.

totally bore-core.

me: so what happened when they had to face one another?

Friend: neither spoke of it. isn't that generally how its done?

me: she didn't even offer to dry clean his pee stained clothes?

Friend: no, but he had to throw out all his clothes so his wife didn't ask why

they smelled like urine.

me: is he glad he didn't hook up with her?

didn't the wife want to know where the clothes were?

Friend: no, he's convinced she never knew what she did.

he just bought more clothes.

me: that wins the best story of the day

Friend: true dat.

I Found My Halloween Costume

Wonder if I could make it myself?

Listen to This

I'm pimping this song not only because these guys went to my alma mater, but because it's a beautiful love song set to an intriegingly listenable melody. Try it - you'll like it.

So, I haven't blogged about this too much, but I thought today, why not, let's give it a "shot" (ha ha ha). Planning a wedding is very interesting. The fiance and I have made it through some big decisions. We only looked at one venue and decided it was right for us. We tasted several cakes before coming to an easy agreement. When we found the right photographer we both agreed that he should shoot our wedding. Three months into the planning we're at a standstill over two items 1) picking out dishes and 2) the save the date card.

I consider myself lucky that my fiance is so invested in these two items that it's causing difficulties moving forward. Most men wouldn't give a flying patootie about either. In our situation, he's the one who's going to be cooking most of the food that will go on the dishes, so of course he should get a say. And, what graphic designer wouldn't care about their design, especially if it's going out to 177 of your closest friends and family. Apparently, the problems is that I like a little bit of a floral design. Just a little bit. We've yet to find a set of dishes which covers simplicity and interesting. Are you out there dishes? I certainly hope so. Or, we could just take my dad's advice and eat on paper plates.

Background Music

Lately at work, I've been listening to AOL radio. They've recently added an all Tori Amos station. Right now they're playing a cover of her singing "Total Eclipse of the Heart." Good stuff.

I Want My Reality TV

I miss my reality TV. I've tried watching new shows this season. Last night I watched the premiere of the Nine (haven't I seen this in the theater? Wasn't it called Inside Man?). No need to watch again. Smith was a one time viewing. I enjoy Vanished and Studio 60. The fiance is a fan of heroes.
But in general, I would much rather watch American Idol, even RockStar than a scripted show. Scripted shows are predictable. They're written months in advance and generally follow the trend of last year's breakout hit. Most of the time spoilers are floating in cyberspace, ripe for reading. Once you're invested they could disappear (hello, Reunion), although that occassionally happens with reality tv as well (we'll never know who was to be "The One."
My solution - reality drama. Turn tv into Choose Your Own Adventure. On Vanished, for example, at the end of the last episode, the viewers could vote, press 1 for Agent Kelton to live, press 2 for him to die. This way, viewers would be more invested in the show. If Desperate Housewives don't like the fact that Calos and Susan are kaput, then it's their own fault as they could have voted to save their relationship. Writers and producers won't have to read message board after message board to get the fan feedback. They'll know at the end of each episode.
I'm calling NBC right now.

Wacky Wednesday Fun

Woo hoo! Cubicle girl gone wild with internet searching!