She said: Thank you for taking my place in that three hour after work, "sit there and do nothing" thing.
I said: Not a problem.
What I SHOULD have said: "You owe me the first studio show of So You Think You Can Dance?!!"
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Saturday, October 17, 2009
I've been here before, a few times
I had the oddest memory come to me while I was raking leaves.
It was my freshman year of college and I was in the newspaper office with the other two editors.
Whatever we were talking about came around to the fact I was having trouble sleeping. One suggested I take sleeping pills. I said I had thought of that too, but my mom nixed the idea.
He said, "You're an adult now, you don't have to do what your mom says."
I didn't saying anything at the time, because I knew she was right. They were something I truly didn't need and it was a very real risk that I could have become dependent on them. A risk I feel better not taking.
My sister and I had a similar conversation about a different obligation. It was my grandmother's 80th birthday party on the same day as something else I wanted to go to.
"You don't always have to do what mom wants," she said. Unfortunately I started to cry (I do that when I get frustrated).
I didn't have to be there, but it meant the world to Mom and Grandma.
I've done plenty of things my mom is not happy about or things she wouldn't have chosen for me. But what they don't understand is being an adult means that just because you can do something doesn't mean you should.
With that said, if I could have found a way to go to that Goo Goo Dolls concert when I was 17 and forced to go to Grandpa's birthday party, I so would have.
Come on now, Johnny trumps all.
It was my freshman year of college and I was in the newspaper office with the other two editors.
Whatever we were talking about came around to the fact I was having trouble sleeping. One suggested I take sleeping pills. I said I had thought of that too, but my mom nixed the idea.
He said, "You're an adult now, you don't have to do what your mom says."
I didn't saying anything at the time, because I knew she was right. They were something I truly didn't need and it was a very real risk that I could have become dependent on them. A risk I feel better not taking.
My sister and I had a similar conversation about a different obligation. It was my grandmother's 80th birthday party on the same day as something else I wanted to go to.
"You don't always have to do what mom wants," she said. Unfortunately I started to cry (I do that when I get frustrated).
I didn't have to be there, but it meant the world to Mom and Grandma.
I've done plenty of things my mom is not happy about or things she wouldn't have chosen for me. But what they don't understand is being an adult means that just because you can do something doesn't mean you should.
With that said, if I could have found a way to go to that Goo Goo Dolls concert when I was 17 and forced to go to Grandpa's birthday party, I so would have.
Come on now, Johnny trumps all.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
I Miss You. I Miss You.
When I was young we went camping as a family. My grandparents and quite a few of my mom's brothers and sisters and their kids. We would have nearly half the campground to ourselves, the family is so big.
These were probably my favorite moments of my childhood summers. Beautiful warm days, all together at Lake Solberg in Phillips.
One time, Laura and Lenny were there, my mom's aunt and uncle. They wanted to go fishing off the dock and they invited me too. My dad had gotten me my own fishing gear, so I was all set. They showed me how to cast, and reel the line in. It was with them that I had caught my first fish. I remember being so proud, and their smiles shining on me with pride.
After that my dad and I went fishing when we would go camping without the family and it would be just me and him.
Every family reunion I would stop by them to say hi and they would always ask how my fishing was going. When we stopped camping they would just ask about me. With such a big family, and not being the loudest of the crowd, it's easy to sink in your own little corner, pigeon-holed to a typecast that someone else fits on you.
But they always saw me. Maybe they saw the little girl I was, with that tiny fish that one summer.
And now, Lenny died. And I'm going to miss seeing him.
These were probably my favorite moments of my childhood summers. Beautiful warm days, all together at Lake Solberg in Phillips.
One time, Laura and Lenny were there, my mom's aunt and uncle. They wanted to go fishing off the dock and they invited me too. My dad had gotten me my own fishing gear, so I was all set. They showed me how to cast, and reel the line in. It was with them that I had caught my first fish. I remember being so proud, and their smiles shining on me with pride.
After that my dad and I went fishing when we would go camping without the family and it would be just me and him.
Every family reunion I would stop by them to say hi and they would always ask how my fishing was going. When we stopped camping they would just ask about me. With such a big family, and not being the loudest of the crowd, it's easy to sink in your own little corner, pigeon-holed to a typecast that someone else fits on you.
But they always saw me. Maybe they saw the little girl I was, with that tiny fish that one summer.
And now, Lenny died. And I'm going to miss seeing him.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
It's great with that jacket, it's like you're one big sexy fish
I've been staying up late this week, and sleeping in too. Who needs time to get ready for work in the morning? Apparently, not me, maybe.
I'm not sure why I'm not going to sleep at a normal time. In the whole of September I probably stayed awake past 9:30 all of five times. Hey wait ... maybe this means that cold is finally gone. Except for the inexpictible stuffy nose and sneezing I was doing this morning. But to make myself feel better, I'll pretend that was allergies.
Yesterday I watched a two hour interview with Seth MacFarlane online. Yes, I'm a dork. But oh yes, it was fantastic. (too lazy to find the link for it, stayed up too late to remember what it was called). It was some made for the Internet show hosted by a comedian. Seth had three beverages and then asked for a salad, and then they brought him one. (it was more funny last night then what it sounds now) Seth was on Flash Forward (fucking awesome, hopefully he's on more episodes and will maybe have a storyline. One show at a time, MacFarlane is taking over the television)
Tonight I indulged in some Blink 182 & Mark Hoppus you tube clips. Nice. The Hartford concert tribute after DJ AM died brought a lump to my throat. I think the lack of sleep effects the numbers side of my brain first because all night long I've been typing 192 and then I'm all wtf? That's not right.
I'm trying to stay awake for South Park, I'm not sure if I'm going to make it. Hmmm The Late Show with Craig Ferguson is starting to get a little raunchy.
He says that when you want to be crazy and yell at people, back in the day they used green ink. I didn't realize that.
Last week I got Children of the Corn from the library and watched it with mom. It has Linda Hamilton in it, and I am contractually obligated to watch anything with Linda Hamilton with mom. It really wasn't scary by any means, but most horror films from the 80's weren't really that scary. The male lead was dumb as a box of rocks like most characters in horror films. It got to the point I was routing for them to kill him. He kept trying to talk to the brainwashed, crazy, murderous children. Don't be fooled by this ridiculous dogma he would sneer at them as they closed in around him weilding their reapers and macheties.
Towards the end was really the best. He yelled at one of the kids that didn't show homicidal tendencies to get out of the cornfield, but then asked him three separate times for help. He was making a molatov cocktail to set the cornfield on fire and three it to an area that he hadn't sprayed with alcohol. The kid ran and got it, gave it back to him and said "Now throw it right this time!" Nice.
And THEN at the very end, he got attacked again (because he's that much of an idiot), and Linda saves the day. He starts wondering what they should do cuz this girl in unconscious in the front seat. She says, if you want to become a doctor in Seattle, we got to get the hell out of this town. Yeah, duh---but if I were Linda I'd leave him behind to convince the crazy girl that she shouldn't follow the word of he who walks behind the rows. For an atheist, he has too many conservative righteousness.
I just learned from TMZ that the Saints have a bye this week. Damn, them plus the Packers, I have a lot of players I need to replace. I hope the Colts and Steelers aren't on a Bye or I'm pretty screwed.
Ohhhh, it's the hurricane katrina episode of South Park. Gotta stay awake for that.
The Where the Wild Things Trailer makes me smile because the song is the closing of the last segment on Fridays (Arcade Fire) for the Dan Patrick Show. I also love when Seton plays Blink 182 songs.
CBS plays instrumentals from AvA during their pregame show. It really puts a damper on my Sunday. Not enough that I would ever consider watching the FOX show, but still yuck.
And with that .... Ladies and Gentlemen .... the stylings of South Park, and then to sleep.
I'm not sure why I'm not going to sleep at a normal time. In the whole of September I probably stayed awake past 9:30 all of five times. Hey wait ... maybe this means that cold is finally gone. Except for the inexpictible stuffy nose and sneezing I was doing this morning. But to make myself feel better, I'll pretend that was allergies.
Yesterday I watched a two hour interview with Seth MacFarlane online. Yes, I'm a dork. But oh yes, it was fantastic. (too lazy to find the link for it, stayed up too late to remember what it was called). It was some made for the Internet show hosted by a comedian. Seth had three beverages and then asked for a salad, and then they brought him one. (it was more funny last night then what it sounds now) Seth was on Flash Forward (fucking awesome, hopefully he's on more episodes and will maybe have a storyline. One show at a time, MacFarlane is taking over the television)
Tonight I indulged in some Blink 182 & Mark Hoppus you tube clips. Nice. The Hartford concert tribute after DJ AM died brought a lump to my throat. I think the lack of sleep effects the numbers side of my brain first because all night long I've been typing 192 and then I'm all wtf? That's not right.
I'm trying to stay awake for South Park, I'm not sure if I'm going to make it. Hmmm The Late Show with Craig Ferguson is starting to get a little raunchy.
He says that when you want to be crazy and yell at people, back in the day they used green ink. I didn't realize that.
Last week I got Children of the Corn from the library and watched it with mom. It has Linda Hamilton in it, and I am contractually obligated to watch anything with Linda Hamilton with mom. It really wasn't scary by any means, but most horror films from the 80's weren't really that scary. The male lead was dumb as a box of rocks like most characters in horror films. It got to the point I was routing for them to kill him. He kept trying to talk to the brainwashed, crazy, murderous children. Don't be fooled by this ridiculous dogma he would sneer at them as they closed in around him weilding their reapers and macheties.
Towards the end was really the best. He yelled at one of the kids that didn't show homicidal tendencies to get out of the cornfield, but then asked him three separate times for help. He was making a molatov cocktail to set the cornfield on fire and three it to an area that he hadn't sprayed with alcohol. The kid ran and got it, gave it back to him and said "Now throw it right this time!" Nice.
And THEN at the very end, he got attacked again (because he's that much of an idiot), and Linda saves the day. He starts wondering what they should do cuz this girl in unconscious in the front seat. She says, if you want to become a doctor in Seattle, we got to get the hell out of this town. Yeah, duh---but if I were Linda I'd leave him behind to convince the crazy girl that she shouldn't follow the word of he who walks behind the rows. For an atheist, he has too many conservative righteousness.
I just learned from TMZ that the Saints have a bye this week. Damn, them plus the Packers, I have a lot of players I need to replace. I hope the Colts and Steelers aren't on a Bye or I'm pretty screwed.
Ohhhh, it's the hurricane katrina episode of South Park. Gotta stay awake for that.
The Where the Wild Things Trailer makes me smile because the song is the closing of the last segment on Fridays (Arcade Fire) for the Dan Patrick Show. I also love when Seton plays Blink 182 songs.
CBS plays instrumentals from AvA during their pregame show. It really puts a damper on my Sunday. Not enough that I would ever consider watching the FOX show, but still yuck.
And with that .... Ladies and Gentlemen .... the stylings of South Park, and then to sleep.
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