Saturday, September 29, 2007
Don't Cha Version 2
So...we went back and cut another version of the video. It's a bit shorter and a little more fun. What do you all think? Personally, I love both versions....and I'm truly not sick of the song yet!
Hopefully you aren't either...or sick of me!
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Pollen.
In my 63 years of life...I have never felt this awful in the wake of allergy season. I am itching from head to toe...my eyes, my knees, my freaking hands! AAh! I have a constant headache and I've been dizzy for a week. STRAIGHT! I feel like the walking wounded...a leper...
It's ruining my social life as well. Friday and Saturday night were spent sitting at home watching movies and dozing off with a cocktail of Claritin D and Benedryl. Who knows if I can even mix the two?? Oh well, I'm not dead, right?
I don't have all that much to report...since I've been feeling quarantined inside my apartment. It's been so beautiful out too...and I can't even enjoy it. Usually around this time of year I like to take long walks around the city and just enjoy life. Instead, I'm watching tv and enjoying brain rot!
It's ruining my social life as well. Friday and Saturday night were spent sitting at home watching movies and dozing off with a cocktail of Claritin D and Benedryl. Who knows if I can even mix the two?? Oh well, I'm not dead, right?
I don't have all that much to report...since I've been feeling quarantined inside my apartment. It's been so beautiful out too...and I can't even enjoy it. Usually around this time of year I like to take long walks around the city and just enjoy life. Instead, I'm watching tv and enjoying brain rot!
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Pop Culture Minute
OK. So I'm going to take a minute to talk about the recent goings-on in pop culture. Because I love it. And because it's all anyone is talking about right now.
Britany...oh Britany. My goodness. I'm all for baring yourself...and feeling beautiful with what you've got...but...need you show us ALLLL you've got? I mean...if you don't want to commit to the gym, or to eating less...then...put on a top that goes all the way down to your waist.
By the way...that little blonde silly girl on The View said something about her not being "fat." I'm sorry. She was fat. Too fat to be badly dancing with a bikini on.
Jennifer Hudson in Sex in the City. I'm not sure how I feel about this. I'm actually not even sure how I feel about the film being made at all. I hope that they don't ruin a perfectly perfect show. The characters were so real. Of course, I always felt akin to Samantha...the (sort of) aging vixen. She did what she wanted and never said she was sorry. Just like me!
Finally...I saw a video of Mandy Moore singing that song "Umbrella" on You Tube. It was just not right. Firstly...she shouldn't be allowed to be a star anymore. I can't stand her little prissy happy sweet girl face. (But that's besides the point.) Secondly...no one needed to make that song over. No matter how good a singer you are (and she's really not that great)...that song is purely bubble gum catchy pop (hip pop, if you will). There was no need to try to make it serious and soulful.
Ok. Now I'm off to make myself a drink, and watch Extra or read US Weekly. I love it, and I am not afraid to admit it.
Britany...oh Britany. My goodness. I'm all for baring yourself...and feeling beautiful with what you've got...but...need you show us ALLLL you've got? I mean...if you don't want to commit to the gym, or to eating less...then...put on a top that goes all the way down to your waist.
By the way...that little blonde silly girl on The View said something about her not being "fat." I'm sorry. She was fat. Too fat to be badly dancing with a bikini on.
Jennifer Hudson in Sex in the City. I'm not sure how I feel about this. I'm actually not even sure how I feel about the film being made at all. I hope that they don't ruin a perfectly perfect show. The characters were so real. Of course, I always felt akin to Samantha...the (sort of) aging vixen. She did what she wanted and never said she was sorry. Just like me!
Finally...I saw a video of Mandy Moore singing that song "Umbrella" on You Tube. It was just not right. Firstly...she shouldn't be allowed to be a star anymore. I can't stand her little prissy happy sweet girl face. (But that's besides the point.) Secondly...no one needed to make that song over. No matter how good a singer you are (and she's really not that great)...that song is purely bubble gum catchy pop (hip pop, if you will). There was no need to try to make it serious and soulful.
Ok. Now I'm off to make myself a drink, and watch Extra or read US Weekly. I love it, and I am not afraid to admit it.
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Fee Fie Ho-Hum
It is balmy out. Even at this hour of the night. I'm tired, and my eyes are bleary from staring at this computer screen. But I am here. Since only a few of you have decided to chat with me these Tuesday and Thursday nights, I'm beginning to think that no one is out there. Then again...I'm just too cute to ignore...so...you must be watching. Maybe you are just shy???
Anyway...I went to Atlantic City this weekend. The "Last Hoorah" of Summer, I guess. My girlfriends and I donned our Sunday best *yeh right* and went wild. I love my Cosmo's, I have to admit it. Something about that fruity concoction just makes me happy. Perhaps it's all the Vodka!! So I brought along a few bucks to gamble...even though I'm not the biggest fan of throwing my money away and getting nothing in return. (I'd much rather spend it on a hot little outfit, or, you know me by now...right?...a new pair of shoes...) But I spent my portion, and I lost my portion, and I was ready to go. My friends, on the other hand, had a lucky night. One in particular kept piling up the chips. Cha Ching, Cha Ching. Her machine was hot...she was filling her big plastic cups...laughing and cheering all the way. I kept telling her to keep her winnings separate. Don't bet with the overage....and then she gambled it all away. Including more than she started with...until all she had left was her car keys and her free meal coupon. And the meal wasn't even good. But did I mention the Cosmo's were?
Anyway...I went to Atlantic City this weekend. The "Last Hoorah" of Summer, I guess. My girlfriends and I donned our Sunday best *yeh right* and went wild. I love my Cosmo's, I have to admit it. Something about that fruity concoction just makes me happy. Perhaps it's all the Vodka!! So I brought along a few bucks to gamble...even though I'm not the biggest fan of throwing my money away and getting nothing in return. (I'd much rather spend it on a hot little outfit, or, you know me by now...right?...a new pair of shoes...) But I spent my portion, and I lost my portion, and I was ready to go. My friends, on the other hand, had a lucky night. One in particular kept piling up the chips. Cha Ching, Cha Ching. Her machine was hot...she was filling her big plastic cups...laughing and cheering all the way. I kept telling her to keep her winnings separate. Don't bet with the overage....and then she gambled it all away. Including more than she started with...until all she had left was her car keys and her free meal coupon. And the meal wasn't even good. But did I mention the Cosmo's were?
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